Chapter 1: Transmigration

Ginger Fei's eyes were fixed on her face, trying to discern if she was speaking. 。After a long while, Jiang Fei saw the grief and forbearance in her eyes. She then shifted her gaze away. 。It seems th...When Qingxuan first arrived, her head was being pressed into a water tank!

Just a moment ago, the original owner, dressed in mourning clothes, had already drowned.

In just a fleeting moment, Qingxuan understood the reason why the original owner had given up on living.

As she received the original owner's memories, a thick sadness enveloped her.

The original owner shared the same name and surname as her, also called Qingxuan. She had just come of age not long ago and was the illegitimate daughter of the mistress raised by Marquis Ji Du in Qingxi Lane. Because her mother came from a brothel and she couldn't carry on the incense of Marquis Ji Du's family, she wasn't even eligible to take her father's surname.

When she was seven years old, Marquis Ji's family took in another concubine. He gradually forgot about her mother, and his legitimate wife, Lu Xuepei, directly ordered the steward to stop sending monthly silver to Shuiqing Alley. Without an income source, the young girl could only follow her mother to the riverbank to help people wash clothes for a living.

Even though life is hard and they struggle to make ends meet, she doesn't find it tiring at all because she gets to be with her mother.

However, just seven days ago, my mother was washing clothes by the river when she accidentally fell in. Although someone rescued her, it was deep autumn and the water was freezing. My mother had been working hard for years and her body was already weak, leaving her with only half a life left.

The doctor at Baishantang said that at least twenty taels of silver were needed to save her mother's life. She and her mother had been struggling to survive, unable to even come up with three taels of silver. To save her mother, she could only go to the Marquis of Jidu's mansion.

For the past eight years, Qingxuan had not visited the Qianduo Hou Mansion. Even the gatekeepers didn't recognize her. As they shooed her away, she happened to see a woman in luxurious attire emerge from inside. She recognized her at once – it was Lu Xuepei, the legal wife of Marquis Qianduo.

Qingxuan's gaze shifted to the night-glowing hairpin shaped like a phoenix perched upon the woman's head. She tightened her grip on her hand, scarred and rough.

Seven years ago, after they were deprived of their moon money, their mother had come to the Marquis's mansion with her in tow to demand an explanation. Lu Xuepei glared at them and ordered people to drive them away. At that time, she clung to Lu Xuepei's clothes tightly, refusing to let go. Lu Xuepei then directly took off her hairpin and used it to draw several deep wounds on the back of her hand.

Lu Xuepei didn't recognize Qingxuan. Her voice was sharp: "Where did this stray cat and dog come from, daring to run wild at the gate of Marquis Hou's mansion"

Lu Xuepei, in front of me, was much older than her mother. Unlike her mother, who had aged due to constant toil and worry, Lu Xuepei looked well-preserved. Though there were fine lines around her eyes, her skin was smooth and dewy, and her hands were as white and delicate as polished jade, so soft they seemed ready to shatter at a touch.

If Lu Xuepei hadn't stopped their monthly allowance, Mother wouldn't have become as dim as a jade bead covered in ash. The neighbor's aunt once said that Mother was a stunning singer who charmed countless scholars and artists into spending fortunes. But now, Mother is being threatened for twenty taels of silver by Hou Ji Du.

Qingxuan hated Lu Xuepei's sharp and venomous words, and even more so, she hated Ji Duhou's ruthlessness. But now, she had no other choice but to kneel before Lu Xuepei and beg her to save her mother.

"So it's you, a bastard! Just like your mother, a slut who sold herself, you deserve to die. Get out of here and don't ever look at the Jiadu Hou Mansion again."

No, she couldn't be driven away so easily. Her mother was still waiting for the money to save her life. She began shouting at the front door of the Hou's mansion, hoping to make a big scene and force Lu Xuepei to give her silver taels to send her away.

However, Qingxuan had oversimplified the situation. Seeing that she was trying to cause trouble, Lu Xuepei gave her servants a look.

"Prevent her from causing more trouble at the Hou residence again."

Lu Xuepei had her mouth sealed and her leg broken. Instead of stopping there, she was knocked unconscious and thrown into the countryside. When she awoke the next day, she limped back home with a bleeding leg only to find her mother had passed away.

For the past seven days, she has knelt before her mother's spirit, weeping and heartbroken, constantly begging heaven to give her mother justice.

Unexpectedly, Qingxuan encountered another piece of bad news.

"Bang!"

The door was smashed open from the outside, and she saw Lu Xuepei again, dressed in fine clothes. She naively thought that Lu Xuepei regretted indirectly causing her mother's death and came to pay homage out of guilt. However, she never expected that Lu Xuepei would force her to marry the dying Wangye in three days.

"You are of the marquis' bloodline, the marquis has been generous to you. Now it is your time to repay the king's kindness."

She had heard people mention the dying prince, saying he was in terrible condition with not a good piece of flesh on him and was now lying there waiting to die.

Right now, Lü Xuepei has a disgusted look on her face as she reaches out to touch her cheek.

"Your flirtatious ways, even if you were to marry, would at most result in you being like your mother, a mistress that no one wants. Being able to marry the Wangye as his official wife is a blessing you have cultivated."

Lu Xuepei came with her daughter, Ji Lingyan.

Ji Lingyan kicked her in the stomach.

"If that prince wasn't indistinguishable from a puddle of flesh, and our Ji Du Houfu hadn't had a betrothal with him, then you wouldn't have been able to marry into the Prince's mansion as his legitimate wife!"

Faced with the vicious mother and daughter, she clutched her stomach and knelt on the ground, shaking her head desperately: "My mother hasn't been buried yet, I have to observe filial piety for my mother for three years! I won't marry!"

Lu Xuepei's face instantly darkened: "You bastard, don't you know how to appreciate a toast Then drink your penalty!"

Lu Xuepei's assassins pressed her head into the water vat. The water inside was icy cold, so cold it made her shiver uncontrollably.

Qingxuan bit her lip tightly, refusing to answer. Before her mother passed away, she had thought about marriage, but she never imagined that the person she would marry would be the current king, who she couldn't even name.

She was the concubine of Marquis Ji Du. For someone like her, who had no status or rank, marrying into the royal family meant that once the King passed away, she would be unable to continue living in the palace as a legitimate wife. It was highly likely that the Emperor would have her poisoned and buried with him.

This is also the real reason why Ji Lingyan refuses to marry the Prince.

Rather than marrying the prince and waiting to die, Qingxuan would rather choose on her mother's seventh day after death, to have her mother take her to another world.

She lost the will to live and chose to drown herself in the fish tank.

Qingxuan, who was born in the 27th century, came to her senses. She had been thrown to the ground by a servant. At this moment, the sunlight just happened to shine on her wrist, and a flash of light passed from her skin. Her micro-nano space bracelet had also come through time with her!

Ji Lingyan ran into the mourning hall and took out her mother's tablet. She pretended to smash it on the ground.

"You wretch, if you don't agree, I'll make your mother restless in the grave!"

In this world, concubines are lowly. If the original owner saw Ji Lingyan smashing her spirit tablet, she would kneel and beg for mercy in pain.

However, now Qingxuan's gaze swept across Ji Lingyan's face with a faint indifference. Her sharp and piercing eyes startled Ji Lingyan for a moment.

After a long pause, Qingxuan slowly opened her mouth: "Alright, I agree to you. I am willing to marry three days from now."

Although Qingxuan's voice was soft, it was powerful and resonated throughout the room.

This wicked mother and daughter duo are determined to make her life a living hell if she doesn't marry the prince. She's finally been given a second chance at life, there's no way she'll let these vile women ruin it.

Now marrying into the Prince's Mansion is her best choice. After she cures the Prince's illness and deals with this vile mother-daughter pair, she can leave here and travel the world.

For her sudden change, Ji Lingyan was delighted but also felt a twinge of unease. Ji Lingyan tentatively asked, "Are you really willing to marry"ept silently in her room, choking back sobs as she murmured that this was her fate, a destiny she could only accept. 。However, for Qingxuan, she never believed in fate. 。She believes that man can con...