I Transmigrated and Already Had a Wife - Chapter 1

Crimson gauze warm curtain, beautiful woman.

Jiang Zhou’s eyes were hazy. She swayed and lifted the warm curtain. Under the curtain, the woman’s eyes were as seductive as silk, her ink-black long hair casually scattered over her shoulders, in sharp contrast with her fair skin.

Jiang Zhou shook her heavy head.

Twenty-three years of being single, and a sudden spring dream, she actually dreamt of such an ancient beauty. She let out a burp from the alcohol, swayed as she stepped forward to support the beauty’s shoulder. The delicate skin under her palm was as smooth as silk. The woman’s body lightly trembled, her arms wrapped around Jiang Zhou’s neck, and she let out a soft moan: “Mmm~”

Who could resist that? Jiang Zhou certainly didn’t, and had a night of passion with the beauty.

The next day.

A few chicken calls were heard from outside. Jiang Zhou frowned. Where did the chickens come from? Having been accustomed to living in the city, how many years had it been since she last heard this?

She had lived in the countryside with her grandmother for a period when she was little. The family’s speckled rooster would crow precisely on time every morning. Later, when she started school, her parents brought her to the city. The city was bustling, but she never had the chance to hear the familiar yet strange sound of crowing again. Hearing it now, she felt a strange sense of familiarity.

What a wonderful dream. Jiang Zhou’s mouth curved up, and she tightened her embrace.

“Mmm~”

?!

Jiang Zhou frowned, pricking up her ears.

What was that sound?

When she listened more carefully, it was gone.

She struggled to lift her eyelids, blurry, and couldn’t open her eyes for a long time. A sharp pain came from her head.

Oh, she remembered now. She had won the competition yesterday, and her friends were celebrating with her. She had been a little drunk and got carried away.

And it seemed she had a spring dream.

Thinking of the spring dream, she couldn’t help but smile foolishly.

In the dream, the beauty’s skin was like porcelain, even smoother than silk. Just thinking about it made her heart feel hot. She touched her arms, as if the beauty was in her embrace.

?!

The warmth and smoothness under her palm was…

Jiang Zhou suddenly opened her eyes. Seeing the woman in her arms, her eyes instantly widened. The alcohol was gone, and her sleepiness vanished. The beauty from her dream last night was lying in her arms, her brows tightly furrowed, appearing extremely uncomfortable.

?!

The memories from the dream last night surged back like a tide.

So, none of it was a dream? She really had spent the night with this woman in her arms.

Jiang Zhou’s face instantly turned pale. She quickly scanned her surroundings: a carved wooden bed, red light gauze curtains. Through the thin curtains, not far away were a wooden round table, round stools, and an antique dressing table.

Her first reaction was, this is not my room!

Her second reaction was, where am I?

Who is the woman in her arms?

Jiang Zhou’s mind was in turmoil. She swallowed, trying hard to calm herself down. She didn’t dare to move now, afraid of waking the woman in her arms.

Could she have had a dream within a dream?

Yes! It must be. Otherwise, how could all this be explained?

She must still be in a dream, definitely still in a dream.

She repeatedly told herself, quickly closed her eyes again, and a few breaths later, opened them. The woman in her arms was still there!

This time, shock could no longer describe her current feelings.

Only two words remained in her mind.

It’s over!

Jiang Zhou stared at the woman’s face, her mind racing.

How should she explain last night’s events when the woman woke up?

That she was drunk last night, and she will take responsibility?

Or pull up her pants and walk away?

She suddenly thought that the woman seemed very proactive last night. Could it be…

They hit it off?

That would be best.

However, the woman was truly beautiful, completely to her taste. Long eyelashes, a delicate, straight nose, cherry lips that were red without lipstick. The overall look was like a fairy stepped out of an ancient painting of court ladies.

She felt a little reluctant again.

Jiang Zhou admitted that she was feeling lustful again at this moment.

She secretly thought: perhaps taking responsibility wouldn’t be a bad thing, but it also depended on the woman’s character. She still had principles and didn’t want to become an unhappy couple due to conflicts after marriage.

Suddenly, the woman’s light, wing-like eyelashes fluttered. Jiang Zhou’s heart trembled too, and her breathing lightened.

Her heart pounded like a drum.

She lowered her eyes and quickly glanced at the woman’s face. A slight blush floated on the woman’s cheeks.

Who doesn’t like a beautiful woman? It was normal for her to blush.

However, in the next second, the woman in her arms opened her eyes and immediately pushed her away. Jiang Zhou felt a chill on her body. The quilt was snatched by the woman, who huddled in the corner and looked at her in horror. A flash of hatred crossed her eyes, but was quickly hidden.

The sudden incident left Jiang Zhou completely stunned. She was lying stark naked on the bed. Her already slightly reddened cheeks instantly turned bright red, so vibrant that it seemed blood could drip from them.

“Ah!”

She realized belatedly, it was too sudden.

Shame made Jiang Zhou grab the clothes scattered on the edge of the bed to cover her private parts. She stammered: “You, I, I was drunk last night…”

She finished speaking and lowered her head, almost shrinking into a ball out of embarrassment. Dreaming was one thing, but saying it out loud was another. She had never been in a relationship.

She waited for a long time without a response. She secretly lifted her eyelids and glanced at the woman out of the corner of her eye. The woman only exposed a fair shoulder outside the quilt and was also looking at her. Their eyes met in the air. Jiang Zhou quickly lowered her head and said quickly: “I will take responsibility.”

After a while, the woman seemed to have recovered. She asked: “Are you a woman?”

?!

What kind of question is that?

Although she was a bit strong, how could anyone mistake her for a man?

“Of course I am a woman,” she said.

The woman’s face was cold, a hint of an unclear emotion flashed in her eyes. Then, she seemed to have figured out some things.

She said: “Put your clothes on first.”

Jiang Zhou looked at the clothes in her hand, then scanned the ground. Where were her clothes?

She had worn a tracksuit when she went out yesterday, but the clothes scattered on the floor were all ancient attire.

A question arose in her mind: Where is this place?

Did City B actually have such an antique-style hotel?

As soon as the question popped into her mind, she asked it out loud: “Where is this?”

She was simple-minded. Besides training and competitions, the people she interacted with were just her family, coach, and teammates. So, no matter the situation, she spoke very directly, saying whatever came to her mind.

The woman’s expression was strange. She sized Jiang Zhou up and said hesitantly: “This is the Jiang Mansion.”

Jiang Mansion?

Her surname was Jiang, no doubt, but where was the Jiang Mansion? She had never heard of it.

Then she looked at the woman with a puzzled and slightly dumbfounded expression. The woman frowned, unsure what tricks Jiang Zhou was playing. Last night, she had been drugged and forced to sleep with her. Thinking of this, a surge of hatred rushed into her heart, wishing she could kill Jiang Zhou immediately.

However, she couldn’t do that now. She tightened her hands under the quilt and went along with Jiang Zhou’s words: “You are the Second Young Master of the Jiang Mansion.”

Second Young Master?

What the heck?

Jiang Zhou’s eyebrows furrowed, almost tying themselves into a knot. Was this woman playing cosplay with her?

Why?

She was confused.

Just then, a knock came from outside the door. Jiang Zhou flinched in shock. Then, a female voice came from outside: “Young Master, it’s time to get up. The Master is returning today, and the Madam wants you to wait in the front hall.”

Master? Madam?

Jiang Zhou was even more confused. What she could confirm was that she did sleep with the woman last night. But what were this Master and Madam business?

She looked at the woman, the only one she had interacted with, unsure how to respond.

The woman said: “Put on your clothes first.”

“Oh.” She started looking through the clothes with a puzzled mind.

Wear these?

Jiang Zhou looked at the woman uncertainly. Seeing the woman remain silent, she found a dudou (a Chinese traditional bodice/undershirt) from a pile of clothes. This kind of garment, this should be considered modern underwear, right? Just as she was about to put it on, the woman spoke, her voice slightly urgent: “That one is mine.”

“Huh?”

She pointed to the white cloth strip on the floor, “That is yours.”

?!

Jiang Zhou stared at the cloth strip, her mind frozen. Although her chest wasn’t big, it wouldn’t be a good idea to wrap it with this, right? She gritted her teeth. If she ever found out who prepared this prop, she would definitely cripple her.

The person at the door didn’t give her a chance to hesitate. Another knock came, and the voice called: “Young Master.”

“I know,” she replied, and the knocking stopped.

“Turn around, don’t look.”

The woman turned around as requested. Jiang Zhou made sure she wouldn’t look back, quickly got down, picked up the cloth strip, and wrapped herself. Since her role was the Young Master, the male attire on the floor was undoubtedly hers. After putting it on, she picked up the female attire and placed it on the bed. “You should get up quickly too.”

“Mmm.” The woman agreed.

But she didn’t move.

“What’s wrong?”

“Turn around.”

Jiang Zhou suddenly realized she had been staring at the woman, which was impolite. The moment she turned around, she unintentionally caught a glimpse of the woman’s extended arm, bruised and patchy.

Her heart was startled.

She twitched her mouth, her voice catching in her throat. She was truly a beast, to have been so rough with her. How thirsty was she?

A wave of self-reproach, and a trace of guilt towards the woman, welled up in her heart.

“What is your name?” Having slept with someone and not even knowing their name, Jiang Zhou asked.

The woman on the bed paused, then said after a moment: “Lin Muwan.”

“Lin Muwan.” Jiang Zhou repeated the name in her mind, and said: “That’s a nice name.”

Lin Muwan behind her didn’t respond. She finished dressing and got off the bed. Her legs were sore and weak, and she almost fell, luckily catching herself on the bed. Turning back, she saw a spot of crimson on the bed sheet. Her hand pressed on the bed, her fingertips turning white.

After a while, her body slowly adapted. She said: “Open the door. The maids must be getting anxious.”

“Mmm.” Jiang Zhou replied.

What maids?

She opened the door with confusion. Outside stood two women dressed as maids. One held a copper basin, the other held a white cloth. They bowed to her, “Young Master, please wash up first. The Madam is getting anxious and has sent people to rush you several times.”

As the door opened, Jiang Zhou saw the appearance of the courtyard. She originally thought this was a hotel, with the room decorated in an ancient style, but now it was clear this was not a hotel, but an ancient courtyard. Combined with the chicken crowing she heard this morning, she was certain there was no such place in City B. So…

A thought flashed in her mind: had she transmigrated?

She had read some novels and watched some TV shows about this before. To verify her thought, she quietly asked Lin Muwan: “What year is it now?”

Lin Muwan glanced at her and replied: “The 232nd year of Baisheng, Autumn.”

Baisheng? Autumn?

She lived in City B, and it was clearly winter. This further confirmed that she had truly transmigrated.

What dynasty was Baisheng? There was no such dynasty in her knowledge, so she had not only transmigrated but also to a dynasty that didn’t exist in history.

Another possibility was that she had transmigrated into a book.

After figuring this out, Jiang Zhou’s heart let out another wail. She knew nothing about this place. The most familiar person was Lin Muwan, with whom she had slept last night. She secretly glanced at her and saw that Lin Muwan was also looking at her. She felt inexplicably more at ease. Suppressing her confusion, she looked at the maids. She didn’t understand any of the rules here. She looked at the copper basin and said to Lin Muwan: “You wash first.”

“Young Master.” The maid wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Jiang Zhou’s glare and reluctantly backed down.

Lin Muwan frowned, unsure what tricks she was up to again. She didn’t show it. If she didn’t comply, given Jiang Zhou’s temper, she would surely be beaten again. Lin Muwan stepped forward, was cleaned by the maid’s service, and stood aside.

Jiang Zhou smiled at her and directly used the water Lin Muwan had used to wash up. The maid next to her gasped, “Young Master, I’ll fetch a new basin of water for you.”

The water in the copper basin was clear as before. Why change it?

She smiled: “Why go to all that trouble? And the water is very clean.”

Saying that, she began to wash up. The maids were surprised. Normally, the Young Master would despise Lin Muwan the most and would never touch anything she used.

Lin Muwan was also startled, bit her lip, and said nothing.

After they finished washing, Jiang Zhou took Lin Muwan’s hand and went to the front hall together. She didn’t know the way at all. She paid close attention to Lin Muwan’s movements, and in the next second, she could immediately judge the route in her mind.

This skill was thanks to her usual training. She was a national Sanshou (Chinese kickboxing) athlete. In the arena, if she couldn’t accurately judge the direction of her opponent’s punch based on their movement, she would be knocked down directly.

She couldn’t help but sigh. Even fighting a match wasn’t this mentally exhausting.

Fortunately, the Jiang family wasn’t too big. After walking and turning, they finally arrived at the front hall.

Stepping into the hall, Jiang Zhou froze, suddenly wanting to cry. There were at least ten people gathered in the hall. Who were all these people?

Were they going to let her live?!

She turned to look at Lin Muwan, with big, pleading eyes, like a large dog pitifully waiting for its owner to save it.

Lin Muwan gave her a faint glance, then moved her gaze away, pretending not to see.

?!

Jiang Zhou was shocked!

She looked at Lin Muwan in disbelief. She had just felt safe being with her!

Madam Jiang saw her standing there dumbfounded and sighed in her heart. Why was she so disappointing? But she didn’t want the Second Branch to enjoy the spectacle. She said with a stern face: “A-Zhou is here.”

Jiang Zhou looked over, unsure who the woman sitting in the main seat was. Her head was spinning. She squeezed Lin Muwan’s hand, seeking help, clenching and then releasing.

The woman gently pulled her hand out of Jiang Zhou’s grip.

Jiang Zhou: “…”

How could this woman turn her back on her so quickly?

Jiang Zhou wanted to cry without tears.