Rebirth of the Beautiful Repaying Gratitude: Quick Transmigration and Childbirth System

The fifteenth year of Xuanhe.

Summer is coming, the sunshine is shining, dressing the earth in golden color.

All things grow vigorously in this warm season, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers and the sweetness of fruits.

The palace was filled with anticipation and joy because Liu Qianyu was about to give birth again.

The clear cry announces the arrival of new life.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty. The Queen has given birth to twin princesses and a little prince!"

The midwife's face was full of smiles, and her tone was filled with excitement that was difficult to conceal.

"really?!"

Without waiting for the midwife's reply, Tian Yichen rushed in.

Tian Yichen held his hard-earned precious daughter in each hand, his gentle eyes seemed to be drowning in water.

"Thank you, Yu'er. We finally have a daughter, a twin princess."

The two little princesses look very similar, both have big eyes as clear as glass and little faces as delicate as jade.

He inherited the best features of Liu Qianyu and Tian Yichen, just like a fairy child from under the throne of Guanyin.

The little prince seemed to feel his father's neglect and cried in protest.

Liu Qianyu felt a little reluctant, so she asked the nanny to bring the baby over and put it next to her.

The little prince felt his mother's breath, and his crying gradually stopped, leaving only a slight hum.

"This will be our youngest child. I'm afraid he will be a spoiled brat."

Liu Qianyu gently patted her youngest son and coaxed him to sleep.

"What did you name your children, Your Majesty?"

Tian Yichen finally looked at his youngest son, full of love.

"The eldest princess is named Tian Qianhua. Qian is taken from the word "Qian" in Yu'er's name, which means lively; Hua means gorgeous and beautiful. It means that the princess's life is colorful and beautiful. "

"The second princess is named Tianyueyao. Yue means the mythical pearl, and Yao means beautiful jade. It means that the princess is as precious as jade and has extraordinary temperament and talent."

"Our youngest ninth prince is named Tianchenxi. Chen means treasure, and Xi means warm and bright. It means that the child is like a treasure in the clouds, precious and heartwarming."

After Princess Shuangzhu was born, the palace people all thought that Princess Shuangzhu, who was loved by everyone, would be the invincible overlord in the palace.

Little did people know that the real "Little Bully of Beijing" was Tian Chenxi.

The ninth prince, Xiao Jiuer, who was held in the palm of his hands by his eight brothers and two sisters.

Whenever Tian Yichen tried to discipline the little monkey, Princess Shuangzhu would protect him behind her.

They looked at Tian Yichen with their innocent eyes, feeling aggrieved.

"Father, you are not allowed to bully Xiao Jiuer."

That soft and tender voice made even Tian Yichen, the emperor, soften his heart immediately and shake his head helplessly to give in.

Tian Chenxi has been unable to endure hardship and pain since childhood, he is not diligent in studying and has no endurance in practicing martial arts.

In front of his family, his little mouth was as if covered with honey, and he could always use the most sweet words to make people happy and feel sweet to the bottom of their hearts.

Little Jiuer Tian Chenxi, in Liu Qianyu's words.

That is simply lawless. Fortunately, it is a product of the system and has not grown crooked or been completely spoiled.

Whether it is the royal family at the top or the common people at the bottom.

As long as you do something bad and he sees you, he will punish you.

There was no one he dared not attack.

Regardless of gender, he does not believe in the idea that a gentleman does not bully a woman.

His mother was a martial arts expert and even his father couldn't beat her.

Over time, Tian Chenxi earned the nickname "Little Overlord of Beijing" for his unique style of doing things and his unparalleled arrogance.

Everybody knows it, everybody knows it, and no one dares to provoke it.

* * *

In the 32nd year of Xuanhe, the winter wind with its biting chill quietly invaded every corner of the imperial palace.

The 65-year-old Zhao Shunan, the old eunuch who had accompanied Tian Yichen for decades, finally died of a sudden cold and was bedridden, becoming increasingly thinner.

Time flies like a white horse passing by.

After the imperial physician pondered for a while, he reported to the emperor in a very serious and tactful tone.

"I am afraid that the time has come when I can no longer defy fate."

The flickering candlelight illuminated Tian Yichen's furrowed brow and the anxiety in his eyes.

He sat beside Zhao Shunan's bed, holding those dry yet warm hands, and was unable to breathe for a long time.

Zhao Shunan looked at the man in front of him, whom he had served from a young prince to a fifty-year-old emperor, and felt reluctant to let him go.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid I don't have much time left." The voice was weak and hoarse, but filled with reluctance.

Tian Yichen felt a lump in his throat and tried hard to hold back the tears in his eyes.

"Don't say that. I'll find a way."

Zhao Shunan shook his head and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"I know my own body very well."

Tian Yichen's eyes were moist. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself.

"You old thing, after you leave, who will wake me up to go to court? I can't wake myself up, and the queen sleeps even deeper than I do."

Zhao Shunan smiled slightly, his eyes full of tenderness.

"Your Majesty, I, your disciple, will continue to serve you on your behalf."

"But he is not after all, you old thing."

Tian Yichen turned his head and tried to hold back his tears, but his voice was choked with sobs.

"Grandpa Zhao~"

Zhao Shunan turned around and saw the queen walking in with the princes and princesses.

"Hey, the old slave is here."

Zhao Shunan responded weakly, eagerly wanting to take a few more glances.

The princes and princesses he brought up since childhood are now twenty-four years old at their oldest and eighteen years old at their youngest.

"Grandpa Zhao won't be able to accompany you anymore, but you must be happy, understand?"

The princes and princesses gathered around the bed, already in tears, and nodded one after another.

"Grandpa Zhao, we will be obedient, and you must get better."

"Grandpa Zhao..."

Zhao Shunan turned to look at Liu Qianyu, speaking pleadingly.

"Empress, from now on... His Majesty will be handed over to you. He may seem strong, but he is actually a child. He needs your understanding and companionship."

Liu Qianyu's eyes were red, she smiled gently and nodded.

"Please rest assured, Eunuch Zhao. I will take good care of him and live up to your trust."

Zhao Shunan finally smiled with relief.

"In this case, I am relieved. I can go with peace of mind."

"You old thing, don't think that you can end the relationship between master and servant just because you die. I will let you go to the imperial mausoleum first and wait as a prince."

"When the Queen and I have spent the rest of our lives together and arrive at the Imperial Mausoleum, you will continue to serve us."

"Your Majesty, you are disregarding etiquette. How can a eunuch be buried with the same ceremony as a prince?"

Zhao Shunan's tears fell and he smiled.

"You must let me live comfortably for a few more years. Live happily with the Queen... Live a few more years, and then... come to the Imperial Mausoleum to bother me..."

"Okay, okay, I'll obey you."

Zhao Shunan got what he wanted, slowly closed his eyes, and his voice was weak and calm.

"Then I, this old slave, can rest assured."

"Zhao Shunan!"

"Grandpa Zhao~"

Tian Yichen held Zhao Shunan's hand tightly, as if he wanted to retain this last bit of warmth.

However, Zhao Shunan's hand slowly dropped.

The hands that once brought protection to Tian Yichen finally stopped moving.

Tian Yichen felt an unprecedented grief surge in his heart, and he could no longer hold back his tears.

Zhao Shunan's funeral was extremely grand and he was buried in the imperial mausoleum with the same standards as a prince.

The princes and princesses wore mourning clothes and personally sent the coffin off.

The court and the imperial harem were all talking about this funeral which disregarded all rules of respect and etiquette.

Some old ministers couldn't help but have opinions.

But when I think about the fact that Eunuch Zhao was the emperor's personal eunuch, and they had been together for decades, they had a deep relationship.

I didn't dare to be the first to get into trouble and could only complain in private.

The eunuchs and maids in the palace were all moved and took Zhao Shunan as their role model, hoping to be as loyal and respected as him.

Since that day, Tian Yichen has been bedridden for more than ten days on and off, with no significant improvement in his condition.

After the imperial physician carefully examined the patient's pulse, he reported back after careful consideration.

"Empress, your majesty is suffering from grief, which has caused the internal Qi to be weak and the external defense to be weak. The cold wind has invaded the body and combined with the stagnant Qi in the body, resulting in typhoid fever."

"Although medicine can harmonize the qi in the body, if the patient is worried and depressed, it will block the smooth flow of qi and blood, and the effect of the medicine will be minimal. Therefore, it is necessary to make your majesty feel relaxed so that the body can recover faster."

Liu Qianyu understood that this meant that the emperor needed to be in a good mood so that he would get better quickly.

He had no choice but to let the imperial physician leave.

Oh, it's really like after coaxing the child, you have to coax the father.

Liu Qianyu sat on the edge of the bed, gently placed her fingers on Tian Yichen's palm, and spoke softly and coaxingly.

"Husband, people are born, grow old, get sick and die. No one can change this."

Tian Yichen turned to look at her with tears in his eyes.

"Yu'er, I'm afraid that one day you will quietly leave me like Zhao Shunan."

Liu Qianyu really couldn't bear to see him look so pitiful.

I quickly went to bed and hugged him.

"Husband, don't let your imagination run wild. I promise you, I will stay with you until the end."

Tian Yichen slowly raised his head and looked at her tenderly.

Although she has entered her forties, time has been particularly kind to her.

Her face is still as stunning and charming as ever, without any trace of time.

He couldn't help but tighten his embrace.

"Yu'er, you can't be like Zhao Shunan and die before me. I can't stand the days without you. Not even for a moment."

Liu Qianyu patted his back soothingly, her voice firm but gentle.

"Husband, I promise you that I will stay with you until the last moment and die behind you."

In order to help Tian Yichen get out of the haze, Liu Qianyu suggested taking him out of the palace to relax.

Tian Yichen passed the throne to Crown Prince Tian Ruilin, and he and Liu Qianyu retired to a palace in the suburbs of Beijing, enjoying their old age.

The years were peaceful, and the two of them would drink tea and play chess in the pavilion every day.

Fishing by the rippling lake, or watching grandchildren playing with a smile on their faces, they enjoy the rare family happiness.

Occasionally, they would bring secret guards with them and travel around, leaving their footprints all over the beautiful land.

Until the years pass and life comes to an end.

--------Dividing line

This little world has ended~

There are two more chapters~

About to enter the next mission world "The Prime Minister vs. Qinhuai Singer"~