Transmigrated as a Scum Alpha: Now I Have a Wife via the Heartless Dao - Chapter 8

When waiting for important moments to arrive, time always feels both exceptionally long and fleetingly short.

The three days leading up to the engagement passed quietly for Yu Qianyan.

Yu Qishan was so busy all day that she was nowhere to be seen, and they only managed to cross paths during breakfast.

Neither of them was particularly good at small talk. A simple greeting when they met, Yu Qianyan asking a standard “Good morning, Mother,” and helping to pass dishes or serve a bowl during the meal, was enough to make Yu Qishan feel gratified.

After all, this rebellious daughter used to turn around and walk away the moment she saw her; there was no possibility of her initiating a greeting.

“As expected, getting married makes one mature, this engagement was worth it,” Yu Qishan thought to herself, “Rong Shu is a good child, truly excellent.”

Yu Qianyan was unaware of how much inner monologue her stern mother was having, nor did she notice the gaze full of affection cast upon her.

She was methodically preparing for her body cultivation, aiming to raise her physical constitution level further before entering the military academy.

Body cultivation is like refining a weapon, tempering the human body just as one would forge steel. The most important step is to purge impurities and ensure the body’s meridians are clear and the inside and outside are transparent. The most common method for this is soaking in a medicinal bath.

Following the prescription she obtained from a friend who practiced body cultivation, Yu Qianyan ordered a pile of medicinal herbs and a large bathing barrel from the Star Network and began soaking twice a day.

She would soak for an hour each morning and evening, take a shower afterward, and then exercise to digest the medicinal properties. Essentially, most of her day was gone.

She didn’t waste the remaining time either, pondering how to modify the medicinal bath prescription so that an Omega could use it too.

An Omega’s constitution is different from an Alpha’s, being much weaker and closer to that of a “cauldron” or vessel for cultivation in the cultivation world. Using the original prescription directly would likely cause excessive strain rather than replenishment, which could be harmful to the body. She had to reduce the dosage and formulate a recipe with milder efficacy.

Once she modified it, it could be used for Rong Shu or even mass-produced and sold. The more Yu Qianyan thought about it, the more she felt it had potential. She became so engrossed in her research that she barely touched her communicator.

Of course, another important reason for not touching the communicator was that Rong Shu had never replied to that message.

Yu Qianyan couldn’t figure out Rong Shu’s thoughts. At one moment, she felt that perhaps Rong Shu had too many messages and didn’t see it, or didn’t know how to reply. At another, she worried that Rong Shu might have had her communicator confiscated by the Rong family. Then, she worried that Rong Shu might find her message bizarre and was laughing at her.

In short, seeing that lonely, singular message in the dialogue box made Yu Qianyan feel flustered and irritated. She simply threw the communicator aside and avoided looking at it, pretending nothing had ever happened.

Rong Shu hadn’t contacted Yu Qianyan, but plenty of others had sent her messages.

Yu Qianyan flipped through the message list. The content was a stream of invitations, enthusiastically calling her out to play, claiming that this place or that place had some new gadget, insisting it was incredibly interesting.

Matching the senders with the original owner’s memories, she realized they were all the original owner’s various “fox friends and dog companions,” none of whom were up to any good.

Because Yu Qianyan had never replied to them and refused to go out, a rumor gradually spread in the capital’s circle of wastrels. It was said that Yu Qianyan had her legs broken by Yu Qishan and was locked up at home to prevent her from escaping the marriage, and that her communication with the outside world had been cut off for fear that she would refuse to give up.

Even Jian Chuan, an outsider to this circle, had somehow heard this and sent a message to ask.

Yu Qianyan stared at the words on the communicator, thinking of how she had to pester Yu Qishan incessantly before she got the communicator back. She couldn’t help but feel that while the rumor was ridiculous, it also had a strange sense of logic to it.

After hesitating for a long time, she replied to Jian Chuan, “Don’t believe in rumors, don’t spread them.”

An engagement banquet is not an essential part of Imperial marriage customs. Often, it is only when the groom’s side values and is very satisfied with the bride’s side, and the two families have negotiated the marriage for a long time, that the groom’s side will hold an engagement banquet to show their attitude.

The more guests, the grander the scene, and the more extravagant the spending, the more the two families value the marriage.

For families like the Yu and the Rong, which could not be considered a match in status, and with the marriage decided relatively hastily, holding an engagement banquet and widely inviting guests was extremely rare.

Therefore, people in the circle, whether they received an invitation or not, all wanted to come and join the fun. They wanted to see exactly what kind of beauty the Rong family’s Omega possessed to be able to rein in a wild Alpha like Yu Qianyan, to the point that even Yu Qishan was willing to save face for her.

This led to almost every guest who received an invitation bringing the maximum number of companions allowed, crowding the engagement venue until it was bursting.

By the time Yu Qianyan picked up Rong Shu, arranged for her luggage to be sent to the Yu residence, and brought Rong Shu to the engagement hotel, there was no parking space for the airship. She could only tell the pilot to go elsewhere to find a spot and be ready to pick them up at any time.

Clearly, neither Yu Qianyan nor Rong Shu had anticipated this, as this was an engagement banquet that shouldn’t have existed in the first place.

The original owner wasn’t satisfied with Rong Shu at all, and Yu Qishan hadn’t had the heart to arrange these things back then. Rong Shu had essentially been married into the Yu family in a daze, which meant no one had experience in dealing with this now.

Fortunately, after the engagement robes were received and inspected, they had been sent from the Yu family the night before and stored in the hotel’s dressing room back area. Both of them were wearing casual clothes when they arrived. With hats and masks on, they could easily disappear into the crowd and enter unnoticed, avoiding being blocked on the road by those troublemakers and delaying their time.

The crowd was packed and mixed, and not every Alpha had sprayed calmant beforehand, nor was every Omega wearing an anti-bite collar.

Yu Qianyan was worried about Rong Shu, fearing she might be affected by someone’s pheromones. After getting out of the car, she grabbed Rong Shu’s hand and, relying on her own height, pulled Rong Shu into her arms, half-hugging her as they walked.

Rong Shu was startled by this abrupt action and subconsciously struggled to shake her off, but Yu Qianyan held on tighter.

“It’s crowded, don’t make a scene,” a low, female voice sounded in her ear. Rong Shu felt half her body go numb, and she almost stumbled, legs turning weak. Yu Qianyan, startled, hoisted her up and simply threw her onto her own body, half-carrying and half-hugging her as they walked.

Yu Qianyan’s preparations were very thorough; she had sprayed a sufficient amount of calmant on herself long ago. Therefore, at such close proximity, Rong Shu couldn’t smell her pheromones, only the cold scent of the chemical calmant.

However, in the reaction between an Alpha and an Omega, pheromones aren’t everything.

The first thing Rong Shu perceived was body temperature. The heat where their skin touched was frighteningly scorching. It burned so much that Rong Shu felt her skin go numb, as if she had been soaking in hot water for over half an hour, so hot she almost wanted to groan.

Realizing she was losing focus, Rong Shu bit her tongue to wake herself up.

But just as she climbed out of the vortex of temperature, she fell into another trap of Yu Qianyan’s—her hand, which was now holding her shoulder, had a powerful sense of presence.

Those hands had long, slender, and well-defined fingers. Despite looking delicate, they were unexpectedly strong. Pressing against her through her clothes, Rong Shu could clearly feel the shape of her hands and the change in every ounce of strength as she exerted force.

Fantasies began to drift instantly. Rong Shu was no longer the innocent girl who would blush and skip a heartbeat at a single glance from an Alpha, but at this moment, she couldn’t help but paint a picture in her mind of the thousands of uses for those hands.

What kind of force they would use to land on her skin, at what speed they would slide forward, the way the tips of her shallow, white nails would pass by, triggering a shiver, and how her fingertips would gently and ambiguously rub and circle.

Not entirely abruptly, Rong Shu recalled a video she had watched earlier of ancient Eastern Pipa playing. The player’s hands were as dazzlingly beautiful as Yu Qianyan’s.

She looked up at Yu Qianyan’s sharp and smooth jawline, and in her memory, the player’s face was instantly replaced by Yu Qianyan’s.

She had become the Pipa, being played wantonly, left to the mercy of those dexterous and fast fingers plucking the strings, playing the most beautiful and magnificent trills. As the music reached its most intense point, the player’s hands became so fast they left afterimages. Every strike on the string was controlled to the extreme, one strike heavier than the last, until the Pipa trembled and spat out the last note of pleasure, ending the performance completely in a state of exhaustion.

Rong Shu lost herself in the fantasy, only feeling that Yu Qianyan’s temperature was getting higher and higher. If it was just hot water before, it was now a raging flame. She felt as if she was about to be swallowed by the scorching tongues of fire.

Her body grew softer, and she couldn’t take a single step.

Struggling until they reached the dressing room in the back, Rong Shu’s mind relaxed, and she immediately fainted, feeling dizzy.

The last image before she closed her eyes was Yu Qianyan’s panicked face, but Rong Shu’s heart was extremely calm.

So that high temperature was mine, Rong Shu thought calmly, I am in heat.

The anti-bite collar didn’t work, and the calmant didn’t work. The one thing that should have been prepared was a suppressant.

Damn you, Yu Qianyan, for making me lose face like this. Don’t let me catch an opportunity, otherwise I…

Otherwise what?

Rong Shu couldn’t think of it. She had completely fallen into layers upon layers of heat waves and lost consciousness.

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