Transmigrated as the Doomed Scumbag Alpha of the Eldest Princess - Chapter 89

Jiang Si felt as if the blood in her body was gradually freezing.

Because of Mowan Ci’s suppressed cries of sorrow, Jiang Si had originally wanted to hold her tightly in her arms. But after hearing those words, her hands let go uncontrollably.

Instead, it was Mowan Ci who, worn out from crying, collapsed limply into her embrace.

Every cry of “Ayue” seemed to stab into Jiang Si’s heart, slicing it open again and again.

Still, she didn’t dare to let go completely. She was afraid Mowan Ci would fall to the ground.

Mowan Ci’s belly had begun to show a slight curve. No matter how conflicted Jiang Si felt, none of it could change the fact that she cared.

She cared about Mowan Ci, and also about the child in her womb.

“Mowan Ci, you…” Before she could finish her sentence, Mowan Ci suddenly pushed her away with force.

The hands pressed against her chest were ones Jiang Si had held countless times before, but never had they felt so strong.

Jiang Si didn’t dare to resist, worried she might hurt her.

She could only allow herself to be pushed back, step by step, until her back was against the door and she had nowhere else to go.

Only then did Mowan Ci stop.

The effort seemed to drain all her strength. She stood there, slightly panting.

Jiang Si grew worried and instinctively reached out to touch her.

But just then, she heard footsteps from the stairway. She froze. Moments later, Wu Tai’s voice came from behind.

“Your Highness, the Lady of Wuzhou Island is requesting to see you.”

That brought Jiang Si’s thoughts back to Mowan Ci’s recent trip to Wuzhou Island.

What Jiang Si had struggled over for months, Mowan Ci had accomplished in a single visit. Everything had gone just as she wanted.

“May the Eastern Sea and the mainland be as you wish.”

That sentence echoed in Jiang Si’s mind. No matter how she tried to interpret it, it felt like Mowan Ci was drawing a clear line between them.

But Jiang Si refused to accept that.

She shook her head, pretending she had never thought about it. When she turned around again, Mowan Ci was already standing far away.

The rejection and coldness were painfully clear.

Jiang Si suddenly felt too afraid to face her. She lowered her head, staring at her tightly clenched fists, and eventually turned away.

Before opening the door, she still gently said to Mowan Ci, “I’ll come back to see you later.”

What greeted her was silence.

She closed the door and left with Wu Tai, her face cold and grim.

Wu Tai didn’t dare say a word or even breathe too loudly.

This heavy mood followed Jiang Si until she met with Xiao Su.

Her face remained blank, but the usually difficult Lady of Wuzhou Island was smiling brightly, as if completely unbothered by Jiang Si’s attitude. She responded to each of Jiang Si’s terms without resistance.

Wuzhou Island, the largest in the Eastern Sea, had resources far beyond those of any smaller island.

On any other day, Jiang Si might have felt pleased after hearing all this. But today, she simply couldn’t bring herself to care.

Most of the negotiation work was handled by officers within the Jingyuan Army who were assigned to these matters. Jiang Si sat to the side, listening. As long as nothing was too extreme, she agreed to it all.

She was much more lenient than she had been with other islands.

Wu Tai sensed something wasn’t right, but since he was usually just an observer at these meetings, he kept silent.

Xia Miao, however, was clearly shocked. The process was the same as always, but she used to have to consult Jiang Si about every detail. Now, Jiang Si seemed completely detached.

Xiao Su even suggested that the people of Wuzhou Island follow the fleet to the mainland, not just once, but on every trip.

Jiang Si still looked distracted. With no clear instruction, Xia Miao made the decision herself and politely declined.

“My Lady, once transport begins, many logistical matters will become more complicated. We will need to revisit this discussion when the time comes.”

She expected an argument, but Xiao Su only paused for a moment, then nodded.

“Commander Xia is right. I was being too hasty.”

Xia Miao suddenly felt a bad feeling rise in her chest. She didn’t dare look directly at Xiao Su and silently prayed for the meeting to end quickly.

Fortunately, after half an hour, the initial agreement was settled. Xia Miao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

According to previous customs, Jiang Si would usually host a banquet for Xiao Su.

This time was no exception. But before she left the table, Jiang Si said to Wu Tai and Xia Miao, “Bring Xiao Qin. Let her handle the evening banquet and Lady Xiao Su’s lodging arrangements.”

After saying this, she gave Xiao Su a brief smile and walked away.

Xiao Su had never cared much for Jiang Si anyway. Getting to see Xiao Qin was far more interesting to her.

After she left, Jiang Si didn’t know where to go.

She hadn’t fully recovered from what happened with Mowan Ci before she had to meet with Xiao Su. Now, the pain still lingered in her heart.

She wandered the courtyard for a long time before finally returning to the ship.

When it came to Mowan Ci, Jiang Si felt a sense of fear. She walked aimlessly until she reached the second floor.

Ever since Lan Shao had told her that Mowan Ci was no longer the same as before, Jiang Si had rarely seen her. Mowan Ci had been staying inside the cabin all day.

Jiang Si noticed that Lan Shao’s room door was open, but no one was inside. Just as she was about to turn and leave, a lazy voice came from within.

“You’re already at the door. Why not come in and take a look?”

Jiang Si stopped, then turned back and walked into the room.

After stepping inside, Jiang Si saw Lan Shao working on a small wooden boat.

It was very small, more of a decorative piece than anything else.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Just practicing,” Lan Shao replied, keeping her head down and continuing her work. “Maybe I’ll end up settling in the Eastern Sea. Or maybe I’ll stay here for a while and then travel around.”

Jiang Si was surprised. “You’re not coming back to the Northern Territory with me?”

“No. I’ve had enough of the freezing cold up north.” Lan Shao shook her head, then added, “I’ve already finished developing the medicine for your and Mowan Ci’s Rain and Dew Phase. Now that Mowan Ci is pregnant, she doesn’t rely on it much anymore. You, on the other hand, still might.”

Jiang Si had come because her mind was a mess. She just wanted to talk to someone. She didn’t expect to hear that Lan Shao was leaving. The frustration from her earlier conversation with Mowan Ci faded for a moment. If Lan Shao really left, who would she talk to in the future?

Especially considering how things were between her and Mowan Ci now.

Her heart tightened, and she blurted out, “But during pregnancy, isn’t it true that a kunze needs a qianyuan’s scent? I mean, she and I…”

“I know,” Lan Shao said with a nod, her tone growing serious. “But how can I help you with something like that?”

“A pregnant kunze does need a qianyuan’s scent,” she explained, holding her hands out in a helpless gesture. “But it has to be given willingly.”

Lan Shao’s words made it clear that she couldn’t interfere. And she wasn’t wrong. No matter what Jiang Si wanted, the relationship between her and Mowan Ci was theirs alone to manage. Lan Shao was just a doctor.

She could treat the body, but not the heart.

Still, Lan Shao knew more than anyone about what had happened between them. If she left, who would Jiang Si confide in?

But every meeting must eventually end. Lan Shao was too talented to stay at Jiang Si’s side forever.

If she could no longer confide in her, then she would just have to accept it.

“Lan Shao, before you leave, could you do me one last favor?” Jiang Si asked.

After leaving Lan Shao’s room, she hesitated, then made her way to the third floor.

She had promised earlier that she would visit Mowan Ci later.

Now, standing at the door again, Jiang Si felt nervous. She took several deep breaths before gently knocking.

After a short wait, she heard Mowan Ci’s soft and tired voice.

“Come in.”

Jiang Si had expected to find her resting on the couch or in bed. But instead, she saw her kneeling quietly and brewing tea.

The moment felt peaceful.

It was as if the tense conversation they had earlier had never happened. As if everything between them was still the same. As if they were still close, hearts open to one another, sweet and loving.

“Ci…” Jiang Si called her name without thinking.

The fragile peace shattered in an instant. Mowan Ci looked up at her, eyes cold and distant.

Jiang Si felt the sting in her chest. She couldn’t do anything about it, so she lowered her voice and said, “I told you earlier I would come later.”

Mowan Ci gave a quiet “mm” and picked up her teacup, glancing up at her.

They weren’t very far apart, but Jiang Si felt like she couldn’t see her clearly.

Especially the look on her face.

She had planned everything she wanted to say, but now her thoughts were stuck. Then she noticed the ring on Mowan Ci’s hand. It was like a switch had been flipped in her mind.

She asked, “Is there something going on between you and Xiao Su?”

Even though her instincts weren’t always sharp, something about Mowan Ci’s trip didn’t feel right.

But after asking, the long silence that followed made Jiang Si doubt herself.

Worried that Mowan Ci might think she was being suspicious again, she opened her mouth to explain.

Just then, Mowan Ci finally spoke.

“There is.”

She hadn’t planned to hide anything. Since Jiang Si asked, she answered honestly.

“Xiao Su is from Ziwus Academy. I only found out recently that I am too.”

She paused for a moment, keeping the rest vague.

Jiang Si nodded. For once, her suspicions weren’t just in her head.

She gave a faint smile and sat down beside Mowan Ci. Then she made a small request.

“Princess, would you make me another cup of tea?”

Mowan Ci looked a little surprised but didn’t refuse.

“You convinced Xiao Su,” Jiang Si said softly. “Since that’s something you’re capable of, I think it’s best you take over the matters concerning Wuzhou Island. I shouldn’t interfere any further.”

“I’ll entrust the Eastern Sea to you as well.”

“After all, you were the one who first proposed the campaign.”

“As for the war against Yue, or anything related to the Northern Territory, it can all be handled by you…”

Her voice remained gentle, and without even realizing it, she leaned closer to Mowan Ci.

Because in truth, she wanted to try one more time.

She wanted to give everything she had to Mowan Ci.

But Mowan Ci suddenly stood up, like a startled bird fleeing danger, as if Jiang Si were some kind of monster to be feared.

Yet the faint scent of snow lotus in the air couldn’t lie. Jiang Si felt it clearly. Was it the scent that made Mowan Ci react like this?

The temporary bond between them had long since faded. Their pheromones were no longer connected. But habits could be terrifying.

Jiang Si responded instinctively. She released her own amber-scented pheromone to match Mowan Ci’s needs. Almost instantly, she saw the color return to Mowan Ci’s face.

So she tried to speak gently, hoping to reason with her.

“Ci, you’re still in your pregnancy. You need a qianyuan’s scent.”

She didn’t know what part of that sentence triggered the reaction, but Mowan Ci, who had just seemed to calm down and even lightly gripped her wrist, suddenly grew agitated.

Jiang Si’s care was not lost on her. She saw the effort. She knew it.

But just seeing Jiang Si made her entire body ache.

Especially hearing those words. They filled her with a deep sense of humiliation.

It was like being reminded, again and again, that a kunze would always crave a qianyuan’s scent during pregnancy.

She had wanted Jiang Si to stay away. But the strong amber scent filling the air had drawn her in, helpless against the pull.

Jiang Si reached out, trying to steady Mowan Ci as she stumbled, but her hands froze in midair.

All she wanted at that moment was to hold her up and stop her from falling.

But as time passed, Mowan Ci eventually found her balance on her own. Her face had regained some warmth, but she now stood even farther away.

Jiang Si felt a sting in her heart. She clenched her fists and couldn’t stop herself from asking, “What more do you want from me? I can give you everything I have.”

After she spoke, all she saw was Mowan Ci shaking her head again and again. Tears shimmered in her eyes.

And in that moment, something Jiang Si had long forgotten suddenly came back to her.

She had once dreamed that the original version of herself had brought a child to Mowan Ci.

She had called the child Ayue.

Jiang Si looked instinctively toward Mowan Ci’s lower belly.

No matter how uncomfortable she had seemed, Mowan Ci had been protecting it the entire time Jiang Si had been in the room. Even when they were close just moments ago, she hadn’t let Jiang Si touch her.

It felt ridiculous.

But then again, wasn’t her own presence here just as absurd?

Jiang Si stood quietly for a long moment, then let out a bitter laugh.

She had been too arrogant.

You cannot comfort someone if you have never felt their pain.

So what was the point of staying with Mowan Ci now?

Everything that had happened felt like a gust of wind, and all the entanglement between them seemed to end with these unspoken words.

And just then, she heard Mowan Ci’s voice again, low and filled with restrained anger.

“As long as you live, I will never be at peace.”

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