The Traitor Crown Princess (Transmigration) - Chapter 20

With a kiss as light as a dragonfly skimming the water, tasting of restraint, Shen Yi immediately took the pill into his mouth. He turned his head away, hiding the pill in his hand, and asked with a dark face: “Is the Crown Prince satisfied now?”

Chu Yun reached out, lightly pressing his lips with a look of satiated satisfaction, as if savoring the lingering taste: “Hmm.”

Taking advantage of someone and still acting smug.

Shen Yi was furious. He didn’t even bother with the courtesy of a bow, simply turning around and walking away.

Chu Yun watched Shen Yi’s retreating figure, the upturned corners of his mouth gradually flattening. The cold wind of the night seeped into his skin, bringing a wave of chill that extinguished his restless heart.

He walked back along the small path to the Cold Palace. After taking off his outer robe, he burrowed under the covers to sleep.

“What kind of stuff are you looking at! Can’t you do something normal for once!”

The man slammed the cell phone hard in front of Shen Yi. The phone hit the floor tiles, and the screen soon developed cracks.

Shen’s Father: “If this gets out, how will you make me look in front of my friends and colleagues? Do you want them to know I have a gay son and mock me behind my back?”

Shen Yi picked up the phone and tucked it into his pocket, defiantly saying: “What? Don’t you know that everyone’s sexual orientation is different? For the sake of your own face, you force your child to become what you want what do you call that? And let me ask you, from the time I was small until now, what role have you played? Every day it’s either drinking or going out fooling around with friends; have you fulfilled a single responsibility to this family? You ignored me when I was a child, and now that I’ve grown up, you know how to establish the image of a father?”

Shen’s Father was furious, shouting toward Shen’s Mother who was standing to the side: “This is the kind of child you’ve taught!”

Shen’s Mother looked helplessly between Shen Yi and Shen’s Father, stammering: “I…”

Shen Yi’s hair stood on end instantly: “Stop targeting my mom, keep your foul temper in check—no one is willing to put up with you!”

Shen’s Father’s face turned red with anger. He picked up his coat from the sofa and threw open the living room door: “Hmph, I have no desire to stay here.”

Bang, The door slammed shut with a heavy thud.

Shen Yi walked over to his mother and raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face: “Mom, let’s ignore him. The two of us can live very well on our own.”

Shen’s Mother hugged Shen Yi gently, her voice choked with emotion: “Okay, we’ll move out tomorrow.”

The next day.

The bell rang, and students surged from the classroom building toward the playground.

It was a PE class, and the teacher had allowed the students to engage in free activities.

Shen Yi was holding a basketball, taking a very standard three-point shot. Lin Yi, who was beside him, said: “Ah, your father actually treated you like that. Are you alright?”

Shen Yi dribbled the ball, a citrus-flavored lollipop in his mouth: “Not bad, not good. To me, his not coming home is my greatest wish.”

He looked at Lin Yi: “Don’t tell anyone what I told you. I don’t want other people to know about my family situation.”

Lin Yi patted his chest: “Don’t worry, do you not trust my character? I guarantee I won’t say a word.”

Shen Yi smiled. The sunlight shone on him, making him feel warm, and he felt fortunate to have a friend like Lin Yi: “Thank you.”

Lin Yi, eating a milk candy, waved his hand: “I’m going to the restroom for a second. You go to the cafeteria to eat first; I might be a little late.”

Shen Yi: “Okay.”

Ding,

The end-of-class bell rang. Shen Yi didn’t want to be in the crowd, so he planned to go over at 12:30.

Although there wouldn’t be many dishes left by then, he wouldn’t have to squeeze through the crowd, which he could accept—he disliked people touching his body; it made him feel disgusted.

At 12:30, Shen Yi returned the basketball to the equipment room and brought his meal card over to eat.

He ordered some heart of bok choy, lychee meat, and roasted duck pieces.

He looked around for a seat; he still preferred to sit next to his friends.

His peripheral vision caught sight of Lin Yi in a seat not far away. Because there was a turtle he had drawn on the back of his blue school uniform, he was easy to identify.

At this moment, he was sitting with several classmates, and the seats were full. Shen Yi didn’t go over to join the fun, instead taking his tray to sit at a nearby table.

He had just sat down and shoveled a few mouthfuls of rice when he heard a burst of laughter, followed by Lin Yi’s voice.

He made no effort to hide his shock, shouting: “You guys don’t know how shocked I was at the time. Just think about it—if your parents have a bad relationship, how could he be any good?”

“Haha, exactly, exactly. I was just wondering why he is usually so withdrawn; it turns out it’s because of his family background. What a poor wretch.”

The boy next to him echoed: “You’re speaking so loudly, be careful he doesn’t hear you.”

Lin Yi: “What does it matter? People with unhappy families must have defects in their character; he certainly wouldn’t dare refute me! Let’s speak openly.”

Other boys: “Didn’t you say you were his best friend? If you do this, aren’t you afraid he’ll be sad?”

Lin Yi laughed: “Don’t joke around. If it weren’t for the fact that he looks good, why would I hang out with him?”

Other boys: “You wouldn’t happen to like him, would you?”

Lin Yi: “Heh, how could that be possible? The way he is, he’s not even fit to carry my shoes!

Bang,

Lin Yi’s head slammed heavily into the food tray, and the atmosphere instantly fell silent. The people around looked at Shen Yi in shock.

Shen Yi was expressionless as he grabbed Lin Yi’s hair and tugged.

Lin Yi let out an “Ah,” his head being pulled up. Red sauce was plastered all over his face, a few grains of rice and vegetable leaves were stuck to his forehead, and his bangs were soaked in soup. Egg drop soup streamed down his forehead; he looked as ridiculous as could be.

A piercing pain radiated from Lin Yi’s nasal bone. He only then realized he had been beaten by Shen Yi. Lacking the guilty conscience that an aggressor should have, he pretended to be an innocent victim. Unable to break free from Shen Yi’s grip, he whimpered: “Brother, look, he hit me!”

The boy who had been mocking him a moment ago stood up abruptly, pointing a finger at Shen Yi to curse: “Ouch, you dog”

Before he could finish his words, Shen Yi pinched his wrist with one hand and kicked his stomach with one foot, knocking him to the floor.

Two other boys nearby also stood up. One of them grabbed a tray and threw it at Shen Yi’s face, which he dodged by leaning to the side. He then directly landed an elbow strike, hitting the boy hard in the face. As he pulled his hand away, two streams of red nosebleed blood flowed from the boy’s nostrils.

The other boy was scared off by this gruesome scene and, catching Shen Yi’s cold glare, didn’t dare move forward, instead fleeing in a sorry state.

Seeing that none of them were a match for Shen Yi, Lin Yi took advantage of the moment Shen Yi was still holding the other boy’s hand to stand up from the chair and prepare to slip away.

His arm was grabbed by Shen Yi. He turned his head, trembling, only to see Shen Yi wearing a cold expression, his gaze as if looking at a dead man, saying with a smile: “It’s fun to spill my secrets, isn’t it?”

Lin Yi’s eyes widened as he swept a glance at the surrounding students. With hundreds of eyes staring at him, he didn’t know where he got the courage from: “What? I… I just said a few words about you, that’s not allowed? You’re not so precious that you can’t have a single word said about you, are you?”

Shen Yi smiled: “That’s true.”

Lin Yi froze.

Is Shen Yi afraid?

The next second, Shen Yi hoisted Lin Yi’s arm onto his shoulder and executed an over-the-shoulder throw, slamming him onto the table.

Bang,

The table broke into two halves instantly. The rice and dishes from the food tray flowed onto Lin Yi’s back; the scene was disgusting.

Lin Yi twitched his fingers, then went limp on the floor, motionless.

Shen Yi returned to his usual calmness, but his heart didn’t feel much relief—instead, it felt even more uncomfortable.

“Oh my! This… this…”

A cafeteria lady in yellow casual clothes witnessed the whole thing, breaking out in a cold sweat. She looked at Shen Yi: “What is going on!”

Shen Yi turned his sore wrist, his voice calm: “This guy was running his mouth about my family affairs everywhere, I just gave him a lesson.”

“How can you be so reckless!” The homeroom teacher, Li Jin, called several students on the spot: “Have you finished eating? If you have, help send these three students to the infirmary.”

The students were very happy to help; after all, everyone loves a spectacle. Some even took the opportunity to kick the boy in the chaos, but no one was willing to help Lin Yi.

Helpless, the homeroom teacher had to support Lin Yi to the infirmary himself.

Before leaving, he didn’t forget to tell Shen Yi: “Have your parents come to school this afternoon, otherwise you don’t need to attend class.”

Shen Yi rubbed his nose guiltily, staying silent.

The four of them reached the infirmary. The school doctor checked their injuries and stated that the two boys other than Lin Yi could stay, as they had only suffered superficial wounds, but Lin Yi needed to be sent to the hospital.

In the end, Lin Yi was sent to the hospital for examination and treatment. The doctor concluded his nasal bone was fractured, but there was nothing else serious; as for why he fainted, it was due to excessive fright.

This incident quickly alarmed the principal and the parents. That afternoon, the parents ran to the homeroom teacher’s office to demand an explanation; Shen’s Mother was there too.

Lin Yi’s mother was dressed elegantly but was a full-blown shrew. She immediately began to play the victim: “Homeroom teacher, our Lin Yi is such a good child. He wouldn’t even dare step on an ant he’s so kind, so good! And now he’s suffered such a huge grievance at school, you have to stand up for us!”

The other parents echoed.

“Exactly, homeroom teacher, look at how badly our children were beaten, there’s no such thing!”

“What kind of child is this? I think he should go to one of those reform schools to be properly disciplined!”

Shen’s Mother asked: “Homeroom teacher, could there be some misunderstanding in the middle of this? How would they be fighting for no reason?”

Lin’s Mother, who had been begging with tears in her eyes, became displeased upon hearing this, her expression changing as if she were changing masks: “I’m not saying anything else, but my child was beaten like that by your child, and you’re still looking for excuses? You want to have your cake and eat it too? Where in the world is there such a good deal!”

“Parent Lin, she is right.” The homeroom teacher pulled up a video on the computer—the surveillance footage of the fight in the cafeteria, which clearly recorded the entire incident.

Upon hearing their children mocking Shen Yi, the parents’ excited expressions turned calm, and they all shut their mouths and said nothing. Only Lin Yi’s mother showed no sense of shame, as if she were born to be a talebearer.

Seeing that her soft and hard tactics didn’t work, Lin’s Mother changed her face again: “Homeroom teacher, I’m not saying anything else, but small scuffles between children are normal; it’s impossible for there not to be arguments, isn’t it? It’s just that that boy went too far, beating him so heavily!”

Shen Yi lightly interjected: “If you can’t speak properly, then don’t speak; it’s bad luck.”

Lin’s Mother immediately flared up: “What’s your attitude?”

Shen Yi glared at her coldly: “Small scuffles are normal, why are you taking it so seriously?”

“You!” Lin’s Mother was furious. “This kid, aren’t you going to stop!”

Homeroom teacher: “Parent Lin, regarding Lin Yi’s hospitalization, we express our deep apologies, but he was at fault first, so this matter cannot blame Shen Yi; I hope you can understand.”

Lin’s Mother’s face turned red with anger: “Fine, fine, you must have colluded together! We’ll see!”

She strode out of the office. After she left, the other parents looked at each other and also left the office.

Afterward, Shen Yi attended school normally. One day, a classmate told him that Lin Yi’s Douyin had gone viral, and it was full of videos attacking him. When he got home, he used his mother’s phone to open Douyin and search, and sure enough, he found Lin Yi’s account.

It was accusing the school of covering up for him and causing his child to be seriously injured.

Opening the comment section, fortunately, most of the comments were from classmates speaking up for him and restoring the normal sequence of events; it was only then that his videos didn’t really take off.

The later events were when he transmigrated into the novel.

Shen Yi recalled that it was fortunate he hadn’t told Lin Yi about his homosexuality, otherwise, it would have surely caused a massive uproar.

In the past, he only had a simple liking for Chu Yun; he never expected this liking to spoil and change, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Because liking someone means that one’s emotions fluctuate based on the other person.

He wouldn’t be so stupid as to place his hope in others; only one could rely on oneself, others couldn’t be relied upon.

Once he helped Chu Yun ascend the throne, he would leave. The scheming and deceit of the imperial court really weren’t suitable for him.

The moon was bright, the wind was clear, and all was silent.

Chu Chen sat in the pavilion, sipping tea, served by several concubines. Behind him stood a concubine kneading his shoulders, and at his feet knelt another concubine pounding his feet, while she didn’t forget to whisper sweet-nothings into his ear.

Lan Nishang sat upright in front, her fingertips gently plucking the jade zither, her face calm.

It wasn’t until the song ended that she stopped.

Lan Nishang rose and bowed to Chu Chen. A light breeze blew the hair at her temples; she tucked a strand of black hair behind her ear and whispered: “This consort is tired, I will take my leave.”

Chu Chen beckoned to Lan Nishang: “My beloved concubine, come and sit, we will go back to rest together in a while.”

The concubine beside him was displeased upon hearing this: “Emperor, didn’t you say you would go to my palace in a while?”

Chu Chen waved his hand and pushed her aside, ignoring her rude request.

Lan Nishang walked over slowly and sat on Chu Chen’s lap, allowing him to pull her into his arms, lowering her eyes with a look of obedience.

At this moment, a woman dressed in pink walked up, holding a tray. She walked forward softly, placed the tray on the table, opened the lid, and took out the porcelain-white stew bowl inside, placing it on the table. When she opened the lid, the fragrance was instantly intoxicating.

A closer look revealed it contained rock sugar and snow pear soup.

Woman: “The weather is getting cold, so this servant specifically made this soup for Your Majesty to taste.”

Chu Chen glanced at her, and seeing she was quite attractive, he said: “Raise your head.”

The woman raised her head, revealing a carefully made-up face.

Chu Chen did not understand: “Are you not a person from the Empress’s palace? Why do you have time to come to Me today?”

Caixia lowered her head and bowed. A breeze blew past, stirring the black hair behind her and the hem of her pink dress. The pink sash drifted, making her look like a willow in the wind, as if she could be blown away by the breeze.

Chu Chen looked at her face, becoming mesmerized.

Lan Nishang stood up at the opportune moment and bowed to Chu Chen: “This consort takes her leave.”

Chu Chen waved his hand: “Go on.”

Lan Nishang rose, gave the people behind her a look, and they all bowed, leaving with her.

The next day.

Shen Yi, wearing a regular guard uniform, was taking a walk in the Eastern Palace’s backyard garden. Just as he reached the pavilion to have some tea to quench his thirst, a young eunuch hurried over to report.

“Master Su, early this morning news came that Caixia-gugu has been granted the title of Concubine, with the title ‘Yue,’ and the rank of Lady Ying.”

Shen Yi poured a cup of tea and asked: “Did you arrange for Caixia to serve in bed?”

Chu Yun: “She was an eye I had planted by the Empress’s side. The Empress was originally my mother’s personal maid; she was the one who forged letters, framing my mother for having an affair. Now that she has been hoisted by her own petard by her own maid, it can be considered her reaping her own karma.”

The young eunuch gauged Shen Yi’s meaning, his heart burning with the desire to do a good deed: “Master?”

Shen Yi set down the teacup: “You just keep watching; tell me if there is any news.”

“Yes!” Little Li-zi cupped his hands and turned to leave in a hurry.

Shen Yi stood with his hands behind his back. Footsteps came from behind him. The teacup on the table was picked up, and a sip of tea was taken along the steam rising from the cup.

Shen Yi looked at the island in the middle of the lake in the distance, saying faintly: “Your father truly has the vigor of his youth; after being poisoned by the Empress, he is still able to favor his concubines. If it weren’t for those all-purpose pills from the Imperial Hospital, he might have long since drank his bitterness in the Northwest.”

Chu Yun walked beside Shen Yi with the teacup, stuffing the cup into the palm of his hand behind his back, his fingers sliding gently over his warm skin, lingering on the taste.

“Who can say for sure?”

Shen Yi turned his head and gave him a cold look: “He is your father after all; are you really that cold-hearted?”

Chu Yun smiled faintly, approaching Shen Yi step by step, and stood still in front of him. He looked at him with an eye for inspection and inquiry, the corners of his mouth always carrying a faint, elusive smile: “Is Master Shen’s heart black or white?”

Shen Yi tilted his head slightly, looking directly into Chu Yun’s eyes, watching his own face reflected in his red pupils, patiently asking: “What do you mean?”

The smile at the corners of Chu Yun’s mouth deepened, and he said word for word: “If one day, I am your enemy, will you kill me, or will you tease me for a while before playing?”

Naturally, tease you for a while before playing.

Shen Yi recited this in his heart, but naturally did not say it out loud.

Shen Yi gently grasped Chu Yun’s hand, pushed his fingers away, and tapped the lines in his palm with his fingertips, insinuating: “What about the Emperor?”

Chu Yun was slightly startled: “Hmm?”

Shen Yi raised his head, looking at him with his usual curious expression, his eyes lively, his cheeks and the corners of his eyes carrying a faint pink, which made his skin look rosy and very cute.

“If I did something that wronged the Crown Prince, how would the Crown Prince treat me? Would you flay me and pull out my tendons, or would you order someone to carve off my flesh piece by piece, and execute me by slow slicing?

It’s really a headache…”

Shen Yi held Chu Yun’s hand, rubbing his palm against his face, rubbing against it in a fawning manner: “No matter which result it is, this official feels extremely uncomfortable.”

“Or…” Shen Yi suddenly became excited, opening his crimson lips: “How about locking me in the basement and enjoying ourselves every day?”

Chu Yun was dumbfounded: “Where did you learn all these from?”

Shen Yi laughed, hooking his lips: “Naturally, someone taught this official.”

“Presumptuous!” Chu Yun was furious upon hearing this. “Who is it! I want to kill him!”

Shen Yi, seeing Chu Yun’s angry look, was not in a hurry. He turned around, placed his hands behind his neck, and whistled as he walked away: “It’s the author of this book~”

How could he possibly kill the god who created this world?

Afterward, Shen Yi ignored Chu Yun’s reaction and walked straight out of the Eastern Palace.

Love, for him, was just a seasoning for life, not the core of it!

Following that, Leng Feng popped out from somewhere, ran over to Chu Yun, and poured out his heart.

“Master, I like Doctor Zhao, but what should I do if he doesn’t like me?”

Chu Yun: …….

“Master, do you have any way to make him like me?”

Chu Yun: …….

“Master, say something!”

Chu Yun walked away without a word; he didn’t want to deal with this dense blockhead Leng Feng in the slightest.