Travel through Shen Meizhuang to open the system and walk sideways in the harem

"Your Majesty, you keep asking me to make requests. My only request at the moment is to execute Concubine Wan. If she doesn't die, how can I comfort the spirit of my mother in heaven?" Shen Meimei stood up and looked up at the emperor.

Although the emperor knew that Concubine Wan was related to Lin's death, she looked too much like Chun Yuan, and the feeling of losing and regaining her made him reluctant to leave.

"Mei'er, this matter cannot be changed. I have already confined Concubine Wan to her house, fined her salary for three months, and executed Luzhu with a stick! You don't have to be too sad. I will arrange for someone to send Lin back to Jining, Shandong for burial. Fortunately, it's after the Mid-Autumn Festival and the weather is much cooler!"

This was the emperor's biggest concession. He gave Lin a decent death and personally arranged a team to send Lin's body back to his hometown for burial. This was a great honor for anyone, but Shen Meimei sneered.

"When a person dies, it's like a light goes out. All this is done for the living to see! The emperor has confined Concubine Wan. Is he worried that I will go to Yongshou Palace to cause trouble for her?" Shen Meimei was disheartened. She felt that she had to avenge her mother herself.

Even though the emperor felt pity for Shen Meimei, he was still displeased by her rebuke.

"You are Lin's daughter, and you are my Imperial Consort! When Concubine Hua framed you for a fake pregnancy, I reprimanded you in person. You have an arrogant personality, and although I tried to please you in every way, it's a pity that you have always been cold to me for many years.

Now that Lin died unexpectedly, you are still holding on to her. You are now the Imperial Consort, with the same status as the Vice Empress. Don’t you feel any gratitude for my favor to you?"

The emperor's tone became colder as he spoke, as if he was full of disappointment in Shen Meimei.

How could he know that Shen Meimei's memory included Mei Zhuang's memory. That was her mother, the mother who treated her most unconditionally in the world.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Concubine Duan came over and advised:

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine was sad and spoke out of turn. Please don't blame her for her filial piety!"

After she finished speaking, she winked at Concubine Xin, signaling her to take Shen Meimei away.

The two of them cooperated well. Concubine Xin pulled Shen Meimei into the bedroom, while Concubine Duan asked the emperor to burn a stick of incense for Lin and then asked him to return to the Yangxin Palace first.

Seeing that everything was going to pass peacefully, Shen Meimei felt pain in her heart, as if her body was out of control. She rushed to the emperor and knelt down with a plop:

"Your Majesty, I beg you to execute Concubine Wan. If Concubine Wan is not dead, the harem will not be at peace!"

"How dare you! Stop talking nonsense!" The emperor stopped and stared at Shen Meimei with cold eyes. He saw determination in her eyes.

Shen Meimei raised her head and met the emperor's cold eyes. She was not afraid at all at this moment.

But at this moment, the system's ding-dong warning sounded in my ears:

"Host, your mission at this time is to promote simplified Chinese characters and Arabic numerals and contribute to the progress of this era. You cannot fall out with the emperor at this time. Moreover, Lin's death was just an episode. You can't make a fool of yourself again!"

Shen Meimei sighed in her heart. Although Lin was not her mother, she was Shen Meizhuang's mother and she died because of her. How could she not seek justice for Lin?

The system sensed Shen Meimei's inner hesitation and continued to remind her:

"Host, please don't do anything stupid. The majesty of the king cannot be challenged. The emperor's wrath is extremely harmful! It will be meaningless for the host to complete the mission. Please consider it carefully!"