After Transmigrating into a Book, My Father Emperor Could Hear My Inner Voice

Chapter 1 - 3

1

My biological mother was a maid in the palace. She was bestowed a favor by Emperor Zhao Rui for only one night and became pregnant with me.

When I was still in her belly, I often heard my mother, Qiu Yue, rubbing me while saying, "My good son, you must be born well. Whether Mother will be able to live a good life depends on you...

I thought to myself, 'she's going to be disappointed.'

Sure enough, after giving birth to me and the midwife said, "Congratulations, it's a little princess!", my mother never gave me a glance anymore.

With no background, she basically only had this one chance to give birth to a prince. Thus, my birth made her hate me even more.

From then on, I lived a life where my father didn't pamper me and my mother didn't love me.

Because my mother gave birth to me, she was given the title Qiu Jieyu by the emperor.

If I were her, I wouldn't be so foolish. Even if I'm only a princess, I'm still the emperor's flesh and blood. It's someone that she should treat well.

How stupid.

The clothes I wore were only slightly better than those of the palace maids. I ate twice a day, with only two dishes and one soup. Even for meat dish, I could only have them twice a week.

The Imperial Household Department was full of grass on the top of wall who follow where the wind blow. An unpampered princess like me, who had only had one glance at the emperor since I was born, was naturally treated like an invisible person in the palace.

And I was also happy to be a salted fish and lived my life in an ordinary way.

The turning point came on my sixth birthday.

2

Every year, no one would celebrate my birthday.

But, I had a personal maid named Biyu. She always went to the imperial garden to quietly pick some flowers and gave them to me to celebrate my birthday.

As for my mother, on this day, she would lie on the bed and cried for the non-existent son that I squeezed away.

Very funny.

This is the importance of compulsory education.

That day, I took Biyu to the imperial garden. Biyu went to pick flowers for me, while I lay on the stone slab with my eyes closed and my mind wandering.

[It would be nice if it were always like this. There would be no trouble and no one would pay attention to me. Like an ant, anyone can step on it to death, but no one will specifically step on it.]

[I don't know if I still have a chance to take a look at that father emperor of mine in this life. In the past five years, I was still to young and couldn't attend any banquets. This year I'm already six years old, I don't know if he still remembers me hahaha.]

[Ugh, it would be great if I could eat delicious mung bean cake on my birthday.]

The breeze blew across my face. While I was enjoying it, someone pulled the corner of my clothes.

I opened my eyes and saw a little eunuch. When I looked up, I found a handsome man in his thirties, wearing yellow robes, staring at me with full of doubt.

[Someone who can enter the harem, has a group of eunuchs and maids behind him, and is wearing yellow robes, he must be that cheap dad of mine. I'm done.]