Transmigrated as the Doomed Scumbag Alpha of the Eldest Princess - Chapter 27

“There is no difference.”

Mowan Ci responded without the slightest hesitation. Jiang Si wasn’t surprised.

She smiled, her gaze lingering on Mowan Ci’s red lips. Slowly, her hand lifted to gently trace them, her voice softening.
“Princess Royal, if you think this way, aren’t you afraid your younger brother will be disappointed?”

Jiang Si already knew the answer. She was only asking to see Mowan Ci’s reaction.

Mowan Ci looked up at her with a faint smile and said softly, “I’m not afraid.”

What was there to fear?

She was the one who had become completely disappointed first. Compared to that, Mu Zesheng’s disappointment meant nothing.

It was simply her giving back what she once held.

Since the journey to the capital, Jiang Si had witnessed everything Mowan Ci endured. There was no need to explain further. Jiang Si understood well enough. This was just another test of her resolve.

And Mowan Ci had placed the right bet. Jiang Si did have such thoughts.

“You and I are like two minds in one. And your bravery and talent, My Lord, are not only known in the northern regions but across all of Yue.”

“Is that a compliment, Princess?”

“Yes.”

Mowan Ci answered without a trace of evasion. Her eyes locked directly onto Jiang Si’s.

Even her scent stirred with intensity, and Jiang Si raised a brow, uncertain, and leaned down.

Mowan Ci closed her eyes, waiting for her to make a move.

But Jiang Si was in no rush. She simply smiled at her ear, then turned her around and lay behind her. Her hand, though bold, wrapped gently around Mowan Ci’s slender waist.

With a soft voice beside her ear, she said,
“The current emperor will never tolerate me. Whether I rebel or not, the end will be the same. What I need is a proper reason.”

“Of course,” Mowan Ci replied. She understood that clearly. No one would take such a risk unless they were forced.

If successful, one would rise above all. If they failed, it would mean death.

As for why Jiang Si would rebel…

Perhaps she already foresaw that if she did not act first, Mu Zesheng would never let her go.

After all, a man who would not spare even his own sister would never show mercy to Jiang Si.

The power of the Marquis of Jiajing may lie far from the capital, but it was one of Yue’s strongest forces. Many craved that position, and Mu Zesheng was just one of them.

Even the Prince of Pingjin was not to be underestimated.

The two lay close together on the bed. Mowan Ci was unusually obedient, and Jiang Si would occasionally playfully tug at her long hair.

The blending of their pheromones brought a deep calm to both of them.

After a while, Jiang Si grew a little bored. She leaned in close and whispered into Mowan Ci’s ear,
“Do you want to play in the snow?”

Mowan Ci had been pretending to sleep. At those words, she opened her eyes. The confusion in them was clear, but then they began to glimmer. Seeing that, Jiang Si felt hopeful and excitedly grabbed her hand as she spoke about all the snowy games she wanted to try.

“With this much snow, the Ling River must be frozen over. We could ride a sled. If you think that’s unsafe, I could have someone make a snow carriage instead.”

“Or if you don’t want to go that far, we can stay in the courtyard and build a snowman. What do you think?”

Jiang Si spoke with enthusiasm. But Mowan Ci’s expression gradually turned strange. Jiang Si didn’t notice at first, only realizing something was wrong when Mowan Ci remained silent.

She asked with concern,
“What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

“No,” Mowan Ci shook her head. Seeing the worry in Jiang Si’s eyes, she finally shared what she was thinking.
“I just didn’t expect you to still have such a childlike heart.”

Childlike heart?

Jiang Si thought back on her excited suggestions and suddenly wanted to cover her face.

It really was a bit childish.

But life is short. Is it wrong to seek happiness where you can?

She pouted slightly, lowered Mowan Ci’s hand, and mumbled quietly,
“Then… do you want to?”

There was a faint hint of grievance in her voice that made Mowan Ci laugh. She didn’t do it in front of her, though. She turned her head and pressed her lips together to hide the smile.

After a moment, she replied,
“Watching the snow might not be a bad idea.”

That was close enough. Jiang Si thought for a second, then nodded.
“Alright, let’s enjoy the snow.”

They remained in the same close position. Neither said another word.

It wasn’t until the dead of night, when Jiang Si had fallen fast asleep, that Mowan Ci slowly opened her eyes. She gently pushed Jiang Si’s hand aside.

Putting some distance between herself and that amber-like scent, she could finally breathe more easily. But after a while, she began to feel restless.

So she shifted closer again.

Only just a little. The scent grew slightly stronger.

She hadn’t expected to wake Jiang Si, but the woman scratched her neck, then pulled her arm around Mowan Ci tightly.

That gesture was no longer one of seduction. It felt more like longing.

Mowan Ci felt slightly reluctant, but it wasn’t over the line. Besides, she found it very comfortable, so she allowed it.

It was a restful night. When Jiang Si woke, she still felt a little unwilling to let go of the dream.

Mowan Ci was still sleeping beside her.

Jiang Si looked at her profile, then lowered her gaze to their hands, which were tightly clasped together. Suddenly, her face turned completely red, and she quickly let go.

The motion ended up waking Mowan Ci completely.

She opened her eyes slightly and gave Jiang Si a quick glance before closing them again and turning away.

“I want to sleep a bit longer. You can go.”

“Oh…” Jiang Si responded quickly, eager to escape the awkwardness that suddenly filled the air.

She had been sleeping on the outer edge of the bed, so getting off was easy. She moved quietly and gently, then closed the door behind her.

Outside the door, Zhi Miao and Sang Zhi were still keeping watch. When they saw Jiang Si come out, both of them stepped forward.

One was concerned about her. The other was worried about Mowan Ci.

Jiang Si looked at them both and decided to answer Zhi Miao first.

“Her Highness is fine. She’s still asleep.”

Then she glanced at Sang Zhi, and the two of them left the South Courtyard together.

Lan Shao arrived at the North Courtyard after lunch to check on Jiang Si. She had first gone to see Mowan Ci, then came over. After taking Jiang Si’s pulse, she assured her that everything was fine, and gave a quick update on Mowan Ci’s condition as well.

Jiang Si nodded as she listened. Once Lan Shao finished, she hesitated before asking, “Can Her Highness go out for some leisure?”

“To go out?” Lan Shao asked in surprise. Jiang Si instantly felt a bit embarrassed.

She began to wonder if she had been influenced by the pheromones.

But when she thought about Mowan Ci’s expressions, her voice, and that face with eyes like peach blossoms, she realized it probably wasn’t just the scent.

From the first time she saw her, she had simply thought Mowan Ci was beautiful.

But because of the original story and everything that had happened since, she had kept her distance.

Now that she was getting closer, she realized some things couldn’t be avoided. It was better to face them directly.

Mowan Ci’s presence made her heart stir.

“Yes. With the war settled, I can finally relax. And since Her Highness returned from the capital, she hasn’t had much joy. I thought we could both use a bit of fresh air.”

Jiang Si tried to sound casual. Lan Shao kept looking at her, lips pressed together, clearly surprised.

Jiang Si noticed and asked directly, “What is it? Is it that our health won’t allow it?”

Lan Shao shook her head slightly.

“No. It’s just that you seem like a completely different person.”

Her face was calm again, but her words were honest and clear.

At one time, Jiang Si would have been afraid to hear something like that.

But now, it felt like the truth.

She had changed.

She was no longer the careless and cruel person from before.

With a small smile, Jiang Si brushed her hair behind her ear and said, “That’s right. I changed after I met Her Highness.”

Lan Shao gave a faint smile. It was hard to tell if she truly understood or not.

But in the end, it didn’t really matter.

Whether Jiang Si had changed or not had nothing to do with Lan Shao anymore.

“Alright, you can head back. I’m going to find something to eat.”

Jiang Si meant for Lan Shao to leave first, but before she could move, Jiang Si had already walked out on her own.

She was starving and had to check the small kitchen to see what food was available.

She went alone. No one followed her.

That made the servants even more nervous. As soon as she stepped into the kitchen, all of them dropped to their knees.

“Greetings, My Lord.”

“Get up. Quickly, get up,” Jiang Si said, waving her hand. She really couldn’t get used to this kind of formality.

But no one moved. Instead, they lowered their heads even more under her gaze.

Just as Jiang Si began to feel awkward, someone stepped up beside her, bringing with them a heavy, overpowering scent of powder and perfume.

She turned and was surprised to see that it was Quan Fang.

The female Kunze who had tried to flirt with her on her first day here.

Had she been sent to the kitchen?

She still had the same flirtatious air. Unlike the others who looked terrified, she looked at Jiang Si with a shy and playful expression.

It gave Jiang Si goosebumps. She quickly stepped back a few paces to put some space between them.

But then she paused.

Why was she avoiding her?

This entire marquisate belonged to her. What reason did she have to step away from a mere servant?

Before she could speak, a loud, firm male voice came from behind.

“Quan Fang, you see the Marquis and still won’t kneel? What do you think you’re doing?”

Jiang Si turned to see a man bowing to her respectfully.

“Liu Jin greets the Marquis.”

Liu Jin?

Jiang Si found the name unfamiliar at first. She thought for a long while before finally recalling a vague impression.

Liu Jin was the steward of the Marquis of Jiajing’s residence. He was known for being extremely old-fashioned and had never been favored by the original Jiang Si. Over time, most matters in the residence no longer went through him. He only oversaw some basic duties like managing purchases.

As for what eventually became of him, she had no idea.

But at this moment, Jiang Si found him especially pleasing to the eye.

All because Quan Fang was far too annoying.

Quan Fang was clearly somewhat afraid of Liu Jin. She noticed Jiang Si’s serious expression and didn’t dare come closer. She quietly backed into the crowd.

Only then did Jiang Si’s expression ease a little. She turned to Liu Jin and asked,
“Is there a cook in the residence who knows how to make spicy food?”

Liu Jin’s brow twitched slightly, surprised by her tone, but he still replied respectfully,
“Yes, My Lord. This is the one.”

He pointed toward a sturdy-looking middle-aged Qianyuan.

“Good. I’ll be counting on you today.”

The man, named Zheng Er, looked startled and almost dropped to his knees again. Jiang Si quickly told him to stand, then gave instructions for the ingredients she wanted.

Half an hour later, the dishes were finally ready, but the taste was far from what she expected.

In the end, Jiang Si rolled up her sleeves and did it herself.

This scared the kitchen staff even more. But Jiang Si was unfazed. She didn’t say a word and continued cooking.

Another half hour passed before she left the kitchen, carrying the dishes herself to the South Courtyard. She wanted Mowan Ci to try something flavorful and appetizing.

Just in case her taste differed, Jiang Si also had someone prepare a few light, sweet-and-sour side dishes and brought them along as well.

It had only been a day since they last saw each other, but Mowan Ci’s complexion had improved noticeably.

Still, when she looked at Jiang Si, she seemed colder than usual. Even colder than on ordinary days.

She didn’t even lift her eyes when the food was placed in front of her.

Jiang Si frowned slightly and asked,
“What’s wrong, Princess? Who upset you?”

Mowan Ci looked at the dishes in front of her, curious but not suspecting that Jiang Si had made them. After glancing at them briefly, she asked her real question with a calm voice,
“Weren’t we going to play in the snow? Why has the Marquis been busy in the kitchen all this time?”

It was coming.

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