Chapter 1: Seeing Amazing Bullet Comments
Inside the small Buddhist hall of the Yongxin Marquis's residence, candlelight flickered, its light sweeping across the memorial tablets within the shrine.
Lady Shen, wife of the Marquis of Yongxin, held a position of great elegance.
Shen Shuangyu knelt on the futon, her plain clothes revealing skin so pale it was almost bloodless.
Two unnatural blushes appeared on her pretty cheeks, indicating that she had a fever.
But she remained kneeling upright, silently gazing at her cousin's memorial tablet, her eyes numb, her vision gradually blurring.
Suddenly, a string of golden words floated before my eyes.
[Holy crap! Isn't this the script I burned back then? How did it get made into a TV series? Who's this actress? She accepted a script with such warped values? Is she trying to force this fairy to become a troll in the comments?!]
Shen Shuangyu was taken aback. A hallucination?
I blinked hard, and then another piece of text floated in.
[Even though I knew the plot, it still gave me a heart attack. Is she stupid? She got sick taking care of her stepson and still knelt down? Is she masochistic?! But the actress is both beautiful and a great actress; she fits the character perfectly.]
Shen Shuangyu was truly dumbfounded.
She raised her hand tentatively, but her hand passed right through the gold subtitles.
A sudden surge of panic over the unknown welled up inside me. Was I going crazy? Or was it a miracle?
Could it be that she couldn't withstand the pressure of being a concubine in the Marquis's mansion and was having a bizarre dream?
But this dream felt so real!
[Why are your eyes glued to the screen? Damn! I remember now, you're about to faint. So cliché, so melodramatic, just to torture the female lead!]
Shen Shuangyu: She felt like fainting. Maybe if she fainted, everything would be back to normal.
【Don't faint! That jerk of a man is coming in soon to ask if you know what you did wrong. If you faint, he won't be able to find out why you're being punished by kneeling in time!】
Dog...dog man? Could it be referring to the Marquis?
She wanted to find out the reason. Right, she still didn't know why the old lady had made her kneel as punishment again.
Although she had long since become accustomed to this in the past three years...
If you wait until you wake up and ask, and the answer turns out it's because you chopped down a tree, you'd be incredibly frustrated.
Shen Shuangyu trembled. It was because of... cutting down a tree?!
But that was...
[Then you can explain that you didn't know your cousin planted the tree, and they won't regret wrongly accusing you.]
Shen Shuangyu almost gasped, her lips trembling.
I finally understand why I was suddenly punished!
[Ugh, just thinking about this plot makes me angry! Shen Shuangyu, you better hold on!]
If you faint and then try to uncover the truth a few days later, people will just say you're being petty and nitpicky!
[Damn it! They're clearly in the wrong! How dare they think you're being unreasonable by bringing this up again to embarrass them?!]
Shen Shuangyu felt a chill in her heart; she could fully imagine that situation.
Her hands were clenched tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms.
The pain stimulated her increasingly hazy brain.
Suddenly, with a creak, the door was pushed open.
【Huh? We made it?】
Startled, Shen Shuangyu turned her head abruptly.
Then they saw a tall and upright figure standing with his back to the light. The soft orange light of the setting sun on his dark hair and broad shoulders could not hide the aloofness around him.
He was her husband, and also her former cousin-in-law, Marquis Yongxin, Song Zhixian.
[What a scumbag! He actually looks decent enough! #￥*……]
Although she couldn't understand it, Shen Shuangyu deeply felt the disgust the golden text held for Song Zhixian.
This instantly changed the mood of her previously depressed state.
Song Zhixian strode over, stood in front of Shen Shuangyu, and looked down at her.
"Shen Shuangyu, do you know your mistake?"
When Song Zhixian spoke, his voice was like a spring flowing in the dead of winter. When he spoke to her, his tone was always reprimanding, cold, impatient, and condescending.
Shen Shuangyu's gaze shattered little by little, and she felt as if she could hardly breathe.
It looks exactly like the golden lettering!
Seeing that she didn't answer for a long time, Song Zhixian thought she was throwing a tantrum and gradually became impatient.
"I thought you were sensible. Keep kneeling until you remember who you are!"
After saying that, he turned and left without hesitation.
【Aaaaaah, what a sensible father of yours! What is her status? A pitiful woman forced into the role of a second wife by you all!】
Upon seeing this sentence, Shen Shuangyu suddenly awoke with a start. Her eyes darkened.
"My lord, what wrong have I done? Please enlighten me." Shen Shuangyu's uniquely light voice was somewhat hoarse at this moment.
Song Zhixian paused, turned around, and his cold eyes showed obvious anger. But he saw that Shen Shuangyu had already stood up.
Her beautiful eyes and brows were filled with frost, a look that rarely appeared in the Marquis's mansion, revealing her anger at this moment.
Anger? She still dares to be angry.
"You feel wronged?" Song Zhixian asked incredulously.
In the past, whenever Song Zhixian spoke in this tone, Shen Shuangyu wished she could shrink away and disappear.
But now, she stood motionless, watching the exciting words that kept floating past in front of her.
Yes, confront him!
[I feel wronged, I must feel wronged!]
Go for it, Shen Shuangyu!
As if emboldened, Shen Shuangyu stared intently at Song Zhixian.
Please explain.
The sudden stubbornness made Song Zhixian feel unfamiliar. He frowned slightly: "The willow trees that Chu Chu planted for the children before she died are the children's memories. You shouldn't touch them."
really!
Shen Shuangyu gave a mocking smile, her eyes cold.
"The Third Young Master is ill."
Song Zhixian disliked Shen Shuangyu's current expression.
"So you should be taking care of Brother Jie instead of listening to the rumors outside..."
"Dr. Wang said it was because of an allergy to willow catkins, and the source had to be dealt with as soon as possible. So I ordered someone to cut down the willow trees in his yard. What's wrong with that?"
Song Zhixian, who was interrupted, was speechless for a moment, his expression unusually stunned.
[Ahhh, well done! Finally, she's not a pushover anymore! Look at that jerk's sullen face, hahaha!]
Shen Shuangyu's vision blurred, but she persisted in reading the words, a slight smile playing on her lips as gratitude welled up in her heart.
Although I didn't know what it was, I helped her.
[Sigh, if only I had known the truth sooner. It would have been better than spending my whole life here, suffering at their hands. A whole family of scum, all they do is bully the female lead.]
Shen Shuangyu: What?
Filled with doubt but with no time to ponder the meaning of those words, consciousness completely vanished, and the person immediately fainted from the fever.
*
In the simple and bright bedroom, Ye Qing was lying on the bed with her left leg crossed over her right leg and her phone connected to a charging cable.
Watching Song Zhixian carrying Shen Shuangyu away hurriedly in the video, looking obviously anxious, Ye Qing pouted, not wanting to see a scumbag pretending to be affectionate.
"It seems to have been adapted; it's different from the script I read before."
Ye Qing didn't know who sent her the script for "The Second Wife of the Marquis's Mansion".
Although she doesn't have many acting roles, she would never accept roles in dead people's literature with distorted values.
The female protagonist worked diligently for her family, but even after her death, she received no gratitude from anyone; instead, she was constantly suppressed, ignored, and despised.
Only after her aggrieved death did everyone suddenly realize how good she was.
Then, amidst the rising official rank and the life of wealth and honor in the noble mansion, he experienced sorrow and regret.
The female protagonist may have died, but her husband, mother-in-law, and stepchildren are filled with regret.
"Pah! You're like a dung beetle wearing a mask, shameless!"
As Ye Qing was cursing, she suddenly realized something was wrong, belatedly exited the video, and looked at her phone screen.
That's strange, it's a separate video app. When did I download it?
And she just noticed that it seems she's the only one watching and sending comments. Surely she can't be the only viewer, right?
Just as I was wondering what was going on, a knock on the door interrupted my train of thought.
"Miss Qing, dinner is ready."
It was Aunt Zhang who came to call her downstairs for dinner.
Ye Qing, who had just been in a good mood because of the plot change, suddenly choked up and became irritable. "I'm not eating. I'll eat by myself later."
She had just been tricked by Ye Zhiruo today, and she had no intention of having to eat with that family!
"I really want to be a troll in the comments section, just like I was before, and live a harsh life in reality."
Ye Qing muttered to herself, then suddenly stopped.
Why not?
Remembering the words I just used to praise Shen Shuangyu, I realized that the fictional character had broken down and was no longer going to be a pushover.
Why should she be disgusted by others?
It should be the other way around, that she's the one making those annoying guys uncomfortable!
At that moment, Ye Qing suddenly realized something!
Upon hearing the reply, Zhang Ma, who was standing at the door, sighed.
She's worked for the Ye family for quite a while now, and she really feels sorry for Miss Qing.
After her mother died early, her father remarried, and her stepmother moved into the Ye family home with her stepdaughter.
As a result, her father and brother unknowingly began to favor their stepdaughter, neglecting their former darling, which made Miss Qing increasingly at odds with the whole family, and there were always conflicts.
It's better not to go down today, so I don't get scolded again.
Just as she reached the stairs, Ye Zhiruo, dressed in a white dress, came up, her pretty face full of worry. "Sister, don't you want to come down for dinner?"
Impatient voices immediately followed from downstairs.
Ye's father: "What's gotten into you again?"
Ye Zhou sneered, "Ye Qing lost to Zhi Ruo in the movie casting competition, and she's probably sulking."
Zhang Ma looked embarrassed and was just about to help make an excuse when she heard the sound of a door opening from the second floor.
Then came the clattering sound of slippers walking.
The sound was strangely light and cheerful.
Ye Zhiruo looked up and saw Ye Qing with her hair casually tied up in a bun, without any makeup.
Wearing casual loungewear, she exuded a haute couture runway vibe thanks to her outstanding figure and stunningly beautiful face.
That innate genetic superiority made Ye Zhiruo, a bland and uninteresting girl, secretly envious.
Ye Zhiruo forced a fawning smile, "Sister."
Ye Qing rolled her eyes.
He went down the stairs, passing Ye Zhiruo.
Ye Zhiruo couldn't help but deliberately say, "Sister, I didn't mean to beat you. If you're unhappy, I can withdraw and give the role to you. I believe Brother Li Chen would also prefer to partner with you."
Ye Qing chuckled and leaned closer, "I'm not a straw boat, so don't aim your arrows at me."
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