What is the feeling of transmigrating into a novel you wrote yourself?
Yin Qingyi: It's hard to put into words.
What is the experience of transmigrating into a cannon fodder charact...
"It seems that Princess Fucha's leg is causing some problems." The physician's words were not very clear, but no one was foolish enough not to understand the meaning behind them.
"How...how could this be? It's only been half an hour!" The Fujin looked at Fucha's legs in disbelief, unable to believe that kneeling for only half an hour could ruin her legs! In this backyard, apart from Yin, no one hadn't knelt before, and many had knelt for two hours without any problems! How could Fucha's legs be ruined in just half an hour!
"This...it might be that Princess Fucha is unwell...let's prescribe some medicine first." The physician was at a loss for words, unsure how to attribute this to Princess Fucha's poor health. He couldn't very well say that it was the master's doing.
"Physician, are you sure Fucha's leg can't be cured?" The princess looked at the physician prescribing medicine, her expression somewhat panicked. Fucha was currently favored, and she had only wanted to punish her a little, so how did it turn out like this? If the prince found out about this... The princess's face was beyond ugly.
"It's difficult. The best-case scenario is that she can walk, but it will still be somewhat of a hindrance, and it might not look very good." The physician was being quite tactful. In his opinion, whether Princess Fucha's legs would be able to stand up again was another matter entirely. Sigh, he wondered what Princess Fucha had done to offend the master, that he would punish her in such a way.
"...Hmm, prescribe the medicine." The lady of the house closed her eyes for a while before speaking, and then left. She still needed to think carefully about how to tell the master about this.
As an unseen bystander, Yin Qingyi witnessed everything. Seeing the Fujin's ugly expression, Yin Qingyi almost burst out laughing. Haha, the Fujin is taking the blame for Yinzhen! Indeed, seeing these two unlucky made Yin Qingyi feel exceptionally good. Many in the inner court wanted to harm her, but currently only these two, no, there was also Li Shi. However, Li Shi always did things herself and never sought outside help, so she never succeeded. But these two were different; they loved to find outsiders to make things difficult for her. Although they hadn't succeeded either, Yin Qingyi disliked them even more.
Looking at Yin Qingyi, who was grinning from ear to ear while holding the play script, Granny Naqi wondered to herself, "Is this play script really that good today? She hasn't stopped laughing since she picked it up." Despite her thoughts, seeing Yin Qingyi so happy, Granny Naqi's eyes were also filled with smiles.
After watching the scene, Yin Qingyi looked away and saw everyone in the room smiling. She was a little confused. How could they see it and be smiling so happily? After thinking about it, she realized it was impossible. She raised an eyebrow and didn't ask any further questions. She could be happy in secret, and so could others.
At 9:00 AM, Yinzhen had just entered the mansion when Su Xiaobao immediately stepped forward to report what had happened in the main courtyard.
"Disabled?" Yinzhen raised an eyebrow, but there was no worry in his eyes. He even praised his wife's actions in his heart; she had finally done something that made him happy.
"That's what the physician said," Su Xiaobao replied respectfully, bowing his head.
"Okay, I understand." Yinzhen didn't say anything more, nor did he come to settle scores with her as his wife had expected. He simply said "I understand" and that was it. He didn't even go to Lanyuan to see Lady Fucha; he went straight into his study.
Su Xiaobao was not surprised by this. He knew what Fucha had done, and telling his master was just a formality. He didn't really care about Fucha.
In the main courtyard, the Fujin (wife of the emperor) waited anxiously for Yinzhen, but no one came. She sent someone to inquire, and indeed, Yinzhen had returned home. The Fujin was puzzled. Did they not know yet? Or were they waiting for her to personally apologize? But what had she done wrong? Who knew that Lady Fucha was so sickly! In the inner courtyard, she only thought Lady Yin was sickly, but she hadn't expected there to be someone even weaker than Lady Yin!
The Fujin waited anxiously for another half hour. When Yinzhen still hadn't come, she couldn't sit still any longer. She got up and walked to the door, looking at the courtyard. Her eyes showed some struggle. Thinking of the days of confinement, she pinched her palm hard, but still stepped over the threshold and walked outside.
"Where is the Princess Consort going?" Yuegui, who was beside the Princess Consort, asked softly, supporting her hand.
"The front yard," the princess said in a deep voice.
forecourt
"What brings you here, Fujin?" Yinzhen asked, frowning slightly as he looked at Su Peisheng.
"This servant has no idea either." How could Su Peisheng know what the Fujin (wife) had come for? Clearly, both of them had forgotten about Lady Fucha.
"Let her in." Yinzhen thought for a moment and then let his wife in. He also had something he wanted to say to her. He had originally planned to go see her later, but since she was here, he might as well say it now.
"This concubine greets Your Highness," the Fujin said as she entered and bowed.
"Rise, what brings you here, my lady?" Yinzhen asked casually.
"I do have something to tell you, Your Highness," the Lady said. "When Lady Fucha paid her respects today, she acted arrogantly and disrespectfully towards me and Sister Yin. I punished her by making her kneel on the corridor for an hour. However, Lady Fucha may not be feeling well, as she fainted after kneeling for less than half an hour. The physician said... that Lady Fucha's legs might be in bad shape. I was unaware that Lady Fucha was so weak, which led to this. I beg Your Highness to punish her." The Lady felt she needed to bring someone in to help her cover up the matter, and the best candidate was Consort Yin, since Lady Fucha had indeed been disrespectful to Consort Yin today.
"Yes, I know about this. It was Fucha who was disrespectful first, it wasn't your fault." Yinzhen then remembered this matter and nodded to indicate that he understood.
"..." The Fujin looked at Yinzhen, who remained silent, and was somewhat bewildered. This was not what she had expected. Wasn't Lady Fucha currently enjoying great favor? This reaction did not seem like that of someone in favor at all.
"Does the Princess Consort have anything else to say?" Yinzhen asked, looking at the Princess Consort who was staring at him, assuming that she had something else to say.
"No, then I'll head back." The princess consort said, and then turned to leave.
"Wait a minute," Yinzhen called to his wife.
"...Is there anything else, Master?" The Fujin's heart skipped a beat.
"Yes, the end of the year is approaching. You need to keep an eye on things in the household. Also, take Lady Yin to the palace during the New Year holidays. It's inconvenient for her to be with three children, so you need to take good care of her and make sure nothing 'accidents' happen!" Yinzhen emphasized the word "accidents" with particular force, and his gaze towards his wife was filled with hostility. If it weren't for the fact that this was the young woman's first year as a secondary consort, Yinzhen wouldn't really want her to go. The palace is not like the household; there are many people and many eyes, and he was genuinely worried. But he was also uneasy about his wife taking her along, which is why he had to give her a warning.