Chapter 149 Extra: What If We Swapped Bodies - The Regent's "Auntie" Ordeal
Early morning, in the main courtyard of the Regent's Palace.
As the first rays of sunlight streamed into the room, the perfect couple on the large bed opened their eyes simultaneously.
"Chen Jin" suddenly sat up, stretched out his arms in a grand manner, and scratched his chest as he did so.
"Ah—that feels so good! I slept so well! My back doesn't ache anymore, my legs don't hurt, and I feel full of energy!"
He… no, she opened her mouth and let out an extremely rough exclamation.
Meanwhile, "Jiang Mianmian," sleeping beside her, had a furrowed brow, a pale face, and instinctively covered her lower abdomen with both hands, letting out a weak groan.
"Ugh...it hurts..."
Hearing the noise, "Chen Jin" turned around, looked at the "beauty" beside him who was in pain, paused for a moment, and then revealed an extremely lewd (crossed out, it was concerned) smile:
"Oh, Your Highness is awake? What's wrong? Was it because of last night... hehehe?"
Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly froze.
She looked down at her large, slender, and well-defined hands.
He then touched his flat yet firm chest muscles.
He then touched his Adam's apple.
Finally, she looked incredulously at the person next to her—who looked exactly like her and was now clutching her stomach with a murderous look on her face.
Holy crap!!!
[I...I've become reserved?!]
[Is that... Shen Jin?!]
Jiang Mianmian also noticed something was wrong at this point.
He tried to suppress the abdominal pain with his internal energy, but found his body completely empty, with not a trace of energy in his dantian. Instead, a feeling of heaviness and cramping pain was constantly coming from his lower abdomen, causing this tough guy, who had never uttered a sound even after losing an arm, to break out in a cold sweat on his forehead.
"Jiang Mianmian!"
Shen Jin gritted his teeth and asked, "What happened? Why...why have I become like this?!"
Her voice was sweet and soft, lacking any intimidating quality.
Jiang Mianmian had already realized what was happening. She jumped off the bed and ran barefoot to the bronze mirror.
In the mirror was a face of unparalleled handsomeness, cold as ice.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Jiang Mianmian pointed at the mirror and laughed wildly, "I've become Chen Jin! I've become the Regent! I'm rich! I'm powerful! I have abs!"
She excitedly touched her abs, exclaiming, "This feel! Amazing!"
Shen Jin was so angry that he almost fainted when he saw the woman with his face on her back making lewd gestures.
"Stop! Don't touch me!"
He tried to rush over to stop him, but as soon as he moved, the excruciating pain in his stomach struck again.
"hiss--!"
Shen Jin gasped, collapsing back onto the bed. "This...this is poisoning? Someone poisoned me? My stomach is in excruciating pain...could it be the poisonous herb?"
Looking at his tense expression, Jiang Mianmian suddenly realized something.
She walked over and looked at "herself" with a sympathetic expression:
"Um... Old Shen, what's the date today?"
"fifteen."
"Oh, that's right."
Jiang Mianmian patted his shoulder, "This isn't poisoning, nor is it the poisonous plant. This is... that 'relative' who comes every month."
"Relatives?" Shen Jin asked blankly.
"It's—menstrual flow! Aunt Flo! Hibiscus!"
Jiang Mianmian said gloatingly, "Congratulations, Your Highness, you finally have the chance to personally experience the 'joy' of being a woman!"
Chen Jin's face instantly turned green.
Menstrual period?
The kind of terrifying creature that supposedly allows a woman to bleed for seven days without dying?
"This...how can this be treated?" Shen Jin panicked. "Imperial physician! Summon the imperial physician!"
"Why summon the imperial physician?!"
Jiang Mianmian stopped him, "There's no cure for this! You just have to bear it! Drink more hot water!"
Hahaha! No one escapes the wrath of Heaven!
【Shen Jin, you've finally met your match! Before, when I had menstrual cramps, all you would say was 'drink more hot water,' but now it's your turn to drink it!】
Just then, Shadow One's voice came from outside the door:
"Your Highness, it's time for court. There's a grand court assembly today, and all the officials are waiting."
Jiang Mianmian's body stiffened.
Attending court?
"You want me to go to court?"
I don't even recognize many of those "again and again" characters. You expect me to argue with those old foxes?
"No! I'm not going!" Jiang Mianmian immediately refused. "Chen Jin, you go!"
Shen Jin clutched his stomach and sneered:
"I'm in such a state that I can't even walk, how am I supposed to go? Besides, if people see the 'Regent's Consort' pointing fingers at the throne in the Golden Palace, do you want to die?"
"Then what should we do?"
"you go."
Shen Jin gritted his teeth, "Speak less, act cool more. If someone talks nonsense, just glare at them. If someone asks for money, just say 'yes' or 'no.' We'll talk about the rest when we get back."
Jiang Mianmian had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.
...
Half an hour later, in the Golden Palace.
Jiang Mianmian, dressed in a heavy purple-gold python robe, sat regally on the Regent's throne.
[Oh my god, this outfit is so heavy, and this hat is making my neck hurt. Is this how much Shen Jin usually suffers?]
Below, civil and military officials were arguing fiercely over the funds for repairing the river embankment.
"Your Highness! The Ministry of Revenue says they have no money! This river embankment absolutely must be repaired!"
"Your Highness! The Ministry of Works is making outrageous demands! The national treasury isn't exactly overflowing either!"
Jiang Mianmian sat on it, her head buzzing from listening.
Just as she was about to "act cool" as Shen Jin had instructed, a sudden burst of noise entered her mind.
[Hmph, why is the Regent acting like a wooden stake today?] — This was the Minister of Revenue's inner thought.
"Hurry up and leave the court; my concubine is waiting for me at home." — This was the inner thought of the Vice Minister of War.
【The prince looks so handsome today... I want to have his babies...】 This is the thought of a passing palace maid.
Jiang Mianmian was stunned.
Holy crap?!
[I...I can hear you?]
I inherited a cautious mind-reading ability?!
This discovery instantly excited her.
Her gaze swept over the group of ministers below, as if she had activated a "God's-eye view".
The Minister of Revenue, who was feigning poverty, was actually thinking: "I've hidden that fifty thousand taels of silver in a secret compartment under my bed; I hope it's never discovered."
The censor who accused the Ministry of Works of making exorbitant demands was thinking to himself: "If I can get rid of the Minister of Works, my brother-in-law can take over."
Jiang Mianmian's lips curled into a wicked and arrogant smile.
OK.
Now that I have this cheat code, I won't hold back!
"Minister of Revenue"
Jiang Mianmian suddenly spoke, her voice low, mimicking Chen Jin's coldness, "You say you have no money? Then that fifty thousand taels of silver under your bed... are you planning to save it for having a baby?"
Minister of Revenue: "!!!"
"And you, Imperial Censor."
Jiang Mianmian pointed at another person, "You want your brother-in-law to take over? Fine, make him pay back the three thousand taels of silver the gambling den owes first."
The entire room fell silent.
All the ministers stared at the "Regent" sign as if they had seen a ghost.
Amazing!
How come Your Highness knows everything today? Has he gained supernatural insight?
Jiang Mianmian felt incredibly pleased as she looked at the group of trembling old men.
Hahaha! Is this the joy of mind reading?
This is hilarious! From now on, if anyone dares to lie to me, I'll strip them naked!
...
Meanwhile, at the Regent's Palace.
Shen Jin was lying in bed, experiencing the darkest moment of his life.
stomachache.
The feeling of heaviness, cramping, and as if a saw was being pulled inside him made him break out in a cold sweat and even made him want to roll around on the bed.
"Damn it..."
Shen Jin bit her lip until it bled. "Do women... have to suffer like this every month?"
He only knew that Jiang Mianmian was irritable when she had menstrual cramps and would ask him to be her heater. Although he felt sorry for her at the time, he thought it was just a little pain and he could bear it.
Now that he has experienced it firsthand, he understands.
Is this something any human could tolerate?!
This was even worse than being shot by an arrow on the battlefield! The feeling of being cut by a dull knife was maddening!
"Your Highness, please have some brown sugar water."
Xiao Tao brought in a bowl and looked at her "princess's" pale face, feeling heartbroken. "Why is she in so much pain this time?"
Shen Jin took the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
The heat has died down, and things have eased a little.
But he still didn't want to move.
He lay there paralyzed on the bed, listening to the birds chirping outside the window, feeling the weakness in his body.
Without internal energy, without a strong physique, and even without the ability to hear one's own thoughts.
The world became unusually quiet.
But it was also unusually...helpless.
So, this is how she usually feels?
As a woman with no martial arts skills and a weak body, in this dangerous world, she has actually been... just barely holding on?
Chen Jin's heart suddenly ached sharply.
It wasn't just because of my stomach, but also because of the heartache.
evening.
Jiang Mianmian has returned from court.
She strode into the main courtyard with an air of arrogance, her face beaming with pride.
"Old Shen! I'm back!"
"Let me tell you, today was absolutely awesome! I practically made that Minister of Revenue wet his pants after I roasted him! And that one..."
She pushed open the door and saw "herself" curled up in the corner of the bed.
Shen Jin was pale, his hair was disheveled, and he was holding a hot water bottle in his arms. He looked pitiful, weak and helpless.
Jiang Mianmian's laughter stopped abruptly.
Oh dear... is it that bad?
She walked over, squatted down by the bed, and reached out to touch "herself's" face.
"How are you? Does it still hurt?"
Shen Jin opened his eyes and looked at the woman who was supporting his body and had a concerned expression on her face.
"pain."
He answered honestly, "It hurts a lot."
"It hurts more than being cut by a knife."
Jiang Mianmian sighed.
"Now you know, right?"
She held his hand and channeled her inner energy into it to warm his stomach.
"It's not easy being a woman, is it? It's not easy being a couch potato either, is it?"
Shen Jin felt that warm current, the same warmth he had given her countless times before, and now, she was giving it back to him.
"Um."
He nodded solemnly, his eyes filled with complex emotions. "It wasn't easy."
"Mianmian".
"what?"
"after……"
Shen Jin said in a low voice, "From now on, I'll be your heater for those few days every month. Until... you're old."
Jiang Mianmian smiled.
[At least you have a conscience.]
"Alright, stop getting sentimental."
She patted him on the shoulder, "To celebrate your profound understanding of the hardships of ordinary people, I've decided... tonight, use your body to eat ten braised lion's head meatballs! Anyway, it's not me who'll get fat!"
Shen Jin: ...
"No way! Three at most! My abs must be preserved!"
Five! No fewer than that!
Four!
"make a deal!"
Night falls.
Although their bodies were swapped, and they experienced the double torment of "Auntie" and "Court Affairs".
But amidst all the playful bickering, their hearts seemed to grow closer.
After all, only by truly wearing someone else's shoes can you understand how difficult the road has been.
This exchange was worthwhile.
(I wonder if Shen Jin will want to kill someone when he sees his bloated stomach after switching back tomorrow?)
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