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

Exotic flowers and plants are blooming all around, colorful, butterflies are flying among the flowers, and the spring water is crystal clear, hidden deep in the dense forest.

The gems inlaid on the poolside are dazzling, and the soft mist gently surrounds them, complementing the brilliance of the gems.

Murong Di Ze pointed at the five large characters "Dream Back to Fairyland Spring" engraved on the edge of the hot spring pool and chuckled.

"I used to think that building a hot spring pool in the palace was too extravagant, but after the last time I spent with you in the Liu Mansion Hot Spring, playing in the water like mandarin ducks, I think it's wonderful."

"So I ordered people to build this hot spring pool secretly. It belongs only to us, so we can do whatever we want."

Liu Qianyu's cheeks were rosy, her eyes were cunning and she looked slightly angry.

"Shameless!"

She seized the opportunity and made a sudden move, pushing Murong Dize into the green waves with a clever force.

In an instant, water splashed everywhere, like pearls and jade.

Murong Di Ze was flapping his wings exaggeratedly in the water, pretending to be panic-stricken, but his eyes were filled with doting and smiles.

Liu Qianyu stood by the pool, looking at Murong Di Ze's clumsy appearance. There was no dignity of an emperor at all. He looked like a big dog that accidentally fell into the water and looked adorable.

Her laughter was as clear as a silver bell, echoing in the air, crisp and pleasant.

Murong Di Ze was in the water, slowly approaching her, and the water waves were swaying gently.

Just when Liu Qianyu was laughing happily and unaware of anything, he suddenly exerted force and pulled her into the water with one precise arm.

The two hugged each other in the water, their laughter and splashes intertwined.

Murong Di Ze nibbled her earlobe gently, and his deep and magnetic voice, mixed with his hot breath, slowly flowed into her ears.

"Baoer, you are always so naughty. You really deserve to be punished."

He bowed his head tenderly and affectionately...

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Two months later, the time passed quickly and it was the Mid-Autumn Festival. That night, the moon was bright in the sky and the moonlight was like a silver thread, pouring down on the world.

Murong Di Ze and Liu Qianyu walked side by side into the magnificent banquet hall of Tianyue Palace, the two of them looked like a perfect couple.

Murong Di Ze was dressed in a dragon robe, looking majestic, while Liu Qianyu was wearing a floor-length skirt with lotus flowers and beautiful face, like a lotus fairy, lightly descending to the mortal world, attracting everyone's attention.

When the concubines, who were dressed up carefully, saw that Liu Qianyu was still stunningly beautiful even though she had given birth to four sons, they were both amused and lowered their heads unconsciously.

Compared with the Imperial Noble Consort, I am afraid that I will never be able to stand out, and I can only be a foil tonight.

It’s no wonder that even the emperor, who had not set foot in the harem for more than ten years, made an exception for her.

The guests all looked at her in amazement; they had never seen such a beautiful woman.

No wonder the emperor, who was always strict, polite, and upright, broke traditions and crossed boundaries for her.

The Queen Mother was delighted to see that the two were such a perfect match, and her face was filled with kind smiles.

Murong Di Ze took her by the hand and walked to the main seat in the center of the hall and let her sit on his right.

Queen Zhou Jinyu, who was sitting on the left side of Murong Dize, turned pale instantly when she saw this scene.

She clenched her hands into fists, her nails digging deeply into her palms, and her heart was filled with jealousy and resentment.

After a moment, she quickly adjusted her mood and tried to make herself look generous and calm.

"Your Majesty and the Imperial Concubine are truly a match made in heaven. Tonight's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet will surely be more perfect because of you two."

Queen Zhou Jinyu forced a smile, her voice soft and dignified.

Murong Di Ze nodded slightly and did not respond much to the Queen's polite words. He just gently held Liu Qianyu's hand to comfort her.

As the wet nurses carried the four royal heirs into the hall, the atmosphere of the banquet was instantly pushed to a climax.

Everyone stretched their necks, trying to find any clues from the appearance of the crown prince.

However, when they saw the royal heirs, especially the young crown prince Murong Hongche, whose features were exactly the same as Murong Dize's, all their doubts instantly vanished.

"He is indeed a dragon seed. This prince and Your Majesty were two people who were cut from the same mold when they were young."

An old man of two dynasties who had watched the emperor grow up stroked his beard and admired, his eyes full of satisfaction.

"Yes, now those rumors can be stopped."

Murong Dize's uncle also nodded in agreement.

Murong Di Ze stood up, glanced at the entire audience, and spoke slowly in a deep and majestic voice.

"My dear ministers, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the moon is full and families are reunited. I will enjoy the bright moon with you and celebrate the festival together. May our great land, weather be favorable, and our country be peaceful and prosperous!"

After saying this, he raised the glass in his hand and greeted the guests.

Everyone stood up and raised their glasses in response, and cheers suddenly rang out in the hall.

The musicians played melodious music, and the dancers, dressed in colorful dance costumes, walked lightly into the center of the hall and began to dance.

Their dancing is graceful, like fluttering butterflies or drifting clouds.

Following the rhythm of the music, the dancers constantly changed their formations, sometimes gathering together, sometimes dispersing, like a series of beautiful flowing paintings.

The guests were either drinking from their glasses, chatting in low voices, or appreciating the performance quietly, all immersed in the joyful singing and dancing and grand scene.

The music was melodious and the lights were bright. When the banquet reached its climax, it was interrupted by a sudden noise.

Jiapin, wearing a palace dress with a pattern of flowers and flying butterflies, stood up slowly like a peacock ready to take off and bowed to Murong Di Ze. Her gesture was elegant yet determined.

"Your Majesty, I have something to say that I cannot help but express."

Jiapin's voice was like a stone thrown into a lake, causing ripples and instantly focusing everyone's attention on her.

The atmosphere in the banquet hall suddenly became tense. The guests put down their cups and started talking to each other in whispers.

The Queen Mother was secretly alert and worried in her eyes.

She was well aware of the undercurrents in the harem, and this banquet might not end so peacefully.

Murong Di Ze frowned slightly, his eyes showing displeasure, but he did not get angry immediately. Instead, he looked at Jiapin with a scrutinizing gaze, as if waiting for her next words.

Queen Zhou Jinyu had a calm expression on her face with a smile on her lips, but she was secretly calculating what would happen next.

Jiapin took a deep breath, and raised her voice a few degrees as if she had made up her mind.

"Your Majesty, I recently learned a shocking secret about the true identity of the Imperial Concubine."

"She is not the younger sister of the former richest man in Jiangnan, but the older sister, the divorced wife of the former Marquis of Wu'an!"

Jiapin's words were like thunder, causing the entire banquet hall to explode in an instant.

The guests were talking about it, with shock, confusion, and curiosity mixed together.

Liu Qianyu sat upright in her seat, her face expression unchanged and her eyes calm.

She smiled gently, as if she had already expected such a scene to happen.