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...
So when Yinzhen returned at Hai Shi (9-11 PM), he was surprised not to see Honghui. Yinzhen wondered why this little woman didn't want Honghui to stay at Luoxue Pavilion. Why did she bring him back after only half a month? Could it be that they had developed feelings for each other after living together for half a year? Thinking this, Yinzhen chuckled. It wasn't good to disturb him at this time, as he still had to be busy for a few more days. It was good that Honghui was staying at Luoxue Pavilion. He hadn't had time to look after Honghui these past few days and had been a little worried, but now he could rest assured.
"Your Highness, the Princess Consort says she wants to see the First Prince." Although Su Peisheng returned with Yinzhen, he needed to find out everything that had happened that day, so he waited until Yinzhen had finished visiting Honghui before he hurriedly came over and whispered to him.
"No." Without even thinking, Yinzhen flatly refused. In the past six months, his wife had repeatedly asked to see Honghui, but Yinzhen had never agreed. In his heart, she was no longer worthy of being a wife, nor of being Honghui's mother. A large part of the responsibility for Honghui's current state lay with his wife. If she weren't still useful, Yinzhen would never have wanted Ulanara to remain in the Prince's residence.
"Yes." Su Peisheng wasn't surprised at all; asking this question was just a routine matter.
"There's no need to say such things again. I don't want to hear a single word from Ulanara," Yinzhen added.
"Yes, this servant has noted it down."
Main courtyard
"Has the master agreed?" the princess asked in a low voice.
"Madam, the master is still angry. Please take good care of yourself. After a while, when his anger subsides, he will definitely send the eldest prince to see you." Yuegui answered cautiously. In the past six months, the madam's mood has been unpredictable, and she often beats and scolds the servants. She still has bruises all over her body.
"Heh, in a while, in a while! You've been saying that for the past six months, but how long is 'in a while'? Six months! My Honghui has been living in that slut's courtyard all this time. He probably doesn't even remember who his own mother is anymore! Madam Yin! You slut, you'll die a horrible death! You useless servant, you've been looking for my master so many times, what use are you to me! You slut! You slut!" The Fujin laughed sinisterly, and as she spoke, she picked up the teacup in her hand and smashed it on Yuegui. Then she stood up and started hitting Yuegui.
"Please spare me, Madam! It's all my fault, it's all my fault! Please spare me, ah..." Yuegui dared not dodge and could only endure Madam's beatings and scoldings. Blood flowed from Yuegui's forehead, blurring her vision. With a sharp scream, Yuegui fell to the ground and did not move again.
"You lowly servant! Good riddance! Hahaha, good riddance! Now that you're dead, all will be peaceful! Hahaha!" The Fujin stared blankly at Yuegui lying on the ground for a moment, then burst into maniacal laughter.
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forecourt
Yinzhen had just fallen asleep when he was woken up. Suppressing his anger, Yinzhen glared at Su Peisheng with a dark face. If this dog servant hadn't said something important that required him to wake up, he would have given him dozens of lashes!
"Your Majesty, it's the death of one of the servants of the Fujin." Su Peisheng, under Yinzhen's sinister gaze, was sweating profusely. He even hated the Fujin in his heart. Why did she have to cause so much trouble? Wasn't it better to be a comfortable primary Fujin? Although she was confined to her quarters, her food, clothing, and daily necessities were still provided according to the Fujin's rations. Why did she have to be so reckless and make a scene?
"Such a trivial matter as the death of a servant requires waking me up? What, do you want me to keep vigil for that servant?" Yinzhen's voice was barely able to contain his anger. Did this dog servant have a death wish? Such a trivial matter required waking him up!
"...This servant deserves to die. Of course, a dead servant wouldn't call for his master. It's the Fujin who seems to have gone hysterical." Su Peisheng immediately knelt down, as if afraid that if he hesitated any longer, his master would have him dragged out and beaten to death. He finished speaking in a flash. Hysteria, Su Peisheng was being too mild; to be precise, the Fujin had gone mad.
"Hysteria? What is Ulanara doing?" Yinzhen frowned. Clearly, Yinzhen did not believe the claim that his wife had hysteria.
"..." Su Peisheng lowered his head and remained silent. His master's words clearly did not require an answer from him; he only needed to keep quiet.
"Let's go take a look." Yinzhen wasn't actually asking about Su Peisheng; after thinking for a moment, he stood up and said. He wanted to see what kind of trouble this Ulanara clan was up to this time!
"Yes." Su Peisheng got up and helped Yinzhen put on his clothes.
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Main courtyard
Yinzhen hadn't set foot in the main courtyard for half a year, and today, the first time he came in half a year, he saw his wife's crazy and erratic state.
"Hahaha, it's good that they're dead, it's good that they're dead, they're all bastards, they all deserve to die, hahaha, Honghui, my Honghui." The Fujin sat on the ground with her hair disheveled, holding a pillow in her hands, muttering to herself and laughing wildly, as if she had gone mad, completely unaware of Yinzhen's arrival.
"Ulanara! Get up!" Yinzhen frowned deeply and shouted.
"Honghui, what did you say? You're hungry? Alright, Mother will get you something to eat right away, just wait a moment." The Fujin ignored Yinzhen and continued talking to the hungry pillow in her hand.
"Ulanara, don't think that just because you're pretending to be crazy, I can't do anything to you!" Yinzhen strode over to his wife and lifted her up with one hand.
"Oh? Your Highness, you're back? Perfect timing! Look, Honghui seems to have grown a bit today. Look, he even smiled at you. Honghui, this is your father, don't you remember him? My Honghui is so clever!" The Fujin seemed to have just noticed Yinzhen, and then she spoke to him as if presenting a treasure, while touching the pillow in her arms.
"Ulanara, I don't care if you're truly insane or just pretending, I'm telling you clearly, you'll never see Honghui again in this lifetime! And never leave this courtyard! Su Peisheng, from today onwards, increase the number of guards in the main courtyard! Also, have the imperial physician—no, I should ask Vice-President Li—come and examine her to see if she's truly insane or just faking it!" Yinzhen stared coldly at his wife, giving his orders in an icy tone.
"Yes, but... should we go find Vice President Li now?" Su Peisheng nodded and was about to go out to find Vice President Li, but when he looked at the dark sky outside, he hesitated. Was it really appropriate to go find someone at this hour? It wasn't anything life-or-death.