Jiang Yinjin said nervously, "But what about you? You..."

She couldn't bring herself to say what came next; she found it too embarrassing to speak.

Chen Mianmian was also embarrassed and complained, "That's why I said I hate this face, and outsiders didn't believe me. Now you see the harm it causes, right? The tallest tree in the forest is bound to be felled by the wind, and the same goes for appearance."

Jiang Yinjin asked anxiously, "What if... what if he really wants to...?"

"I don't know." Shen Mianmian shook her head, and the shaking made her head throb even more.

As she rubbed her head, she said, "We are like fish on a chopping board. In the face of power, we weaklings have no power to fight back. Perhaps this is why people spend their whole lives trying to gain power. Only by climbing to the top of the food chain can we be relatively safe."

Jiang Yinjin didn't understand what a food chain was, but she could guess a bit about it from the words. She gritted her teeth and thought to herself, "Why are they the butcher and we're the fish?! I refuse to accept this!"

Shen Mianmian patted Jiang Yinjin's hand, "Alright, alright, if you're not convinced, then try harder. You're the female lead, you have a chance."

"..." Jiang Yinjin.

After enduring a wave of pain, Shen Mianmian was finally able to open her eyes and look at the beautiful woman. "Alright, don't dawdle. Before he changes his mind, you should leave quickly."

Remember my words: let the whole world know you are in the Qin King's Palace. Even if you return to the Qin King's Palace later, announce it to the world before you come back. The more transparent your whereabouts are, the safer you will be. Never become a stepping stone for the Qin King to dominate the world!

Jiang Yinjin nodded emphatically, her eyes flashing with fierceness. "I understand."

"Alright, that's all I have to say. Just be careful."

"And what about you?" Jiang Yinjin asked, her eyes red-rimmed. "How...how can I help you?"

Shen Mianmian forced a smile. "Don't forget, I'm a transmigrator from a book. I've never felt a sense of belonging to this body. Not to mention the King of Qin, even on the first day I transmigrated into the book, when the Crown Prince wanted me, I let him do as he pleased and remained aloof."

Jiang Yinjin was so shocked that she was speechless.

Chen Mianmian rubbed her head. "Also, be careful when you get back. Don't immediately spread the word about what happened to me at the Prince of Qin's residence. If the Prince of Qin wants to fight to the death, the Marquis of Anning's residence and the heir will not have a good ending. The reason... I don't need to explain it, you understand. Remember, be careful in everything you do!"

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

After a few more urgings from Chen Mianmian, Jiang Yinjin finally left reluctantly.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn,

The rooms in the main courtyard were arranged, and they were surprisingly not far from the King of Qin's room.

Before Chen Mianmian could even complain, she developed a high fever and fell into a coma.

The Prince's mansion was in complete chaos, but the Emperor remained oblivious.

All she knew was that during each brief moment of lucidity, she was being fed medicine by her maid.

She vomits whenever she's given medicine.

She can't control how much medicine she takes while she's in a coma, but once she's awake, she absolutely refuses to take any more.

Sometimes when I woke up and found no maidservant beside me, I would forcefully throw off the covers.

In general, avoid taking medication and covering yourself with blankets to delay treatment as much as possible.

After all, she had no other choice but to delay.

Of course, the maids also took corresponding measures. For example, when boiling medicine, they would boil several bowls. If Miss Shen vomited the medicine, they would bring her a fresh bowl.

Someone was assigned to watch over the bed to prevent Miss Shen from kicking off the blankets again.

...

In the midst of chaos.

Sleeping intermittently, sometimes asleep, sometimes awake.

She didn't know why she suddenly caught a cold or why she had a persistent high fever.

But she was glad she was sick, because even if the King of Qin was heartless, he wouldn't rape a woman with a high fever.

She even wished she could just keep burning, or just burn to death.

Transmigrating into a book and returning home? The plot has completely collapsed, and hope is slim.

Should she stay and live? But she has caught the eye of the King of Qin, and it seems unlikely that she will ever be able to return to Fengchu's side.

Phoenix Chick...

Thinking of that person, Shen Mianmian felt a pang of sadness.

Qingzhou is really... so pitiful.

In the original story, he was a cannon fodder character used to advance the female lead's career. After transmigrating into the book, he struggled to grow in adversity and finally managed to turn the tables. However, he accidentally bumped into Prince Jin and was targeted by the perverted Emperor. He had no choice but to fake his death by taking poison and suffer ten days and ten nights of torment from the poison. In addition, his woman was stolen from him.

She felt a mix of sadness, pity, and secret regret for not spending more time with him.

Although the two of them have tried their best to be together, there is still a sense that they are separated more often than together.

If she really dies of illness, she probably won't be able to see him one last time.

I really want to see him again.

Aside from her family, this was the first time she had ever desperately wanted to see someone and stay with that person.

Sudden,

A cold wind suddenly came from somewhere, making the sleepy woman shiver.

Her nose was itchy and she felt like sneezing. Before she could even get into the sneeze—she yawned and the sneeze came out.

She opened her eyes.

When they saw the scene before them, they were taken aback—where were they...?

She's back!?

However, it turned out to be a modern room.

The ceiling light above has three adjustable settings and can connect to Wi-Fi; this is the dimmest night light mode.

The bed was a soft latex bed, and I was covered with a soft, skin-friendly soybean quilt.

She stared blankly at the ceiling for a long time, then suddenly sat up and grabbed her arm. A slight pain reminded her that this was not a dream, but reality.

There is no pain in dreams.

"Not a dream? Could it be... that transmigrating into a book was a dream?" Chen Mianmian sat stiffly on the bed, then immediately denied it. "No, it's not a dream! I remember having a splitting headache when I had a cold! What happened? I... transmigrated!?"

With an incredulous look on her face, Chen Mianmian stiffly and slowly turned her head to look at the phone next to her pillow.

She reached out her hand, but it froze in mid-air before she pulled it back.

"Stop...stop fooling around! Isn't wearing it once enough? Do you have to go and read that novel too? Whatever it is, wearing it home is a happy event."

Just as Chen Mianmian was about to laugh, a figure suddenly appeared in her mind, bringing with it a lot of bitterness.

The bitterness made her heart clench, and grief welled up, stuck in her throat, as if only tears could wash it away.

She forced back her sobs, got up, and left the room.

In the living room, Ms. Shen was watching TV. When she noticed her daughter coming out of her room, she quickly turned around and asked, "Is the volume too loud? I'm not watching anymore." As she spoke, she went to get the remote control.

Chen Mianmian hurriedly said, "No! Mom, your volume was already very low, I wasn't affected."

Mother Shen then put down the remote control. "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Mom will make it for you."

"No, no, I'm not hungry. I... I just suddenly came out for a walk. Where's Dad?"

Chen's mother was completely confused. "Your father went to sleep."

"Where's my brother?"

“Your brother said he was sleeping, but he shouldn’t be asleep at this hour. Child, what’s wrong with you?” Mother Shen was startled by her daughter’s confused expression.

"I'm going to check on my brother." Shen Mianmian knew her expression must look scary, so she needed to talk to someone to make it feel more real.

She was afraid of scaring her mother, so she decided to go find her younger brother.