Transmigrated into the Scum Female Consort - Chapter 1

Deep autumn, inside the Ministry of Justice’s prison.

Yun Chi lay semi-conscious on the ground, her heart filled with shock and turmoil.

She had actually transmigrated, and into the ancient romance novel that her cousin had been complaining about to her for half a day.

This was because the miserably killed villainess, the ‘scum female consort,’ in the novel not only shared her name but also had an almost identical physical description.

That’s why her cousin had chased her around complaining about the character.

When Yun Chi finally calmed down and sorted through the memories that had suddenly appeared in her mind, she nearly had a heart attack.

Well, I’ll be, it wasn’t ‘almost identical’ now—it was a complete match.

She had directly transmigrated to become the Scum Female Consort…

If she had known this would happen, she would have at least read the novel. Alas, foresight is priceless.

The good news was that her cousin, who deeply detested the villainess, had talked a lot about the original host.

The original host was initially a beggar. On the day the Eldest Princess was ordered to throw the embroidered ball to choose a consort, the original host went to join the fun and unexpectedly was hit by the ball.

The Emperor, who was traveling incognito, declared ‘the monarch’s word is law’ and immediately bestowed the marriage.

Thinking of this, Yun Chi felt suspicious: Were the Emperor and the Eldest Princess truly siblings? Was it possible to be this much of a burden to your sister?

Moving on to the Eldest Princess, her role in the book was the heroine’s good sister. To push the plot of the heroine entering the palace as a concubine, the Princess was framed for treason right at the start and died early on the road to exile.

The Princess was exiled one moment, and the next, the heroine, a Prime Minister’s daughter, entered the palace and became a favored concubine. She cleared the Princess’s name within half a month. Unfortunately, the Princess had died even faster, and her death was caused by the Scum Female Consort’s wickedness.

Along the way, the Scum Female Consort snatched the Princess’s food, took her clothes, and daily beat and publicly humiliated her. The Princess was already injured and, suffering from hunger, cold, and exposure, contracted a wind-cold and lost her life early.

After the heroine learned all this, she was furious and tortured the scum consort to death, thus avenging the Princess.

The bad news was that her cousin had only complained about information related to the Scum Female Consort and had not mentioned anything else.

Yun Chi closed her eyes, feeling utterly desolate. This transmigration was a total scam—a massive pit of disaster!

“Consort?”

Yun Chi opened her eyes and subtly looked at the person who had called her in a low voice. Besides her, the only others in the cell were two maids from the Princess’s Residence. The one who called her was the older of the two.

“This servant is Shushi, Her Royal Highness’s personal maid,” Shushi introduced herself first. The Princess’s Residence had been searched and seized on the day of the wedding—meaning Yun Chi and the Eldest Princess had only just completed their wedding ceremony before being thrown into the prison.

Therefore, Yun Chi knew nothing about the people in the Princess’s Residence.

Similarly, the people in the Princess’s Residence didn’t know much about her, only that she had once been a filthy beggar who looked rather handsome after being cleaned up.

Seeing Yun Chi remain silent, Shushi whispered, “As per the rules, those of us who are servants will be sold off. The Consort is luckier than us; you get to accompany Her Royal Highness to the place of exile.”

Yun Chi: “…”

Lucky? She was having the worst luck ever, alright?

She just pulled an all-nighter for work, transmigrated at a young age, started the story in a prison, and the ending was a miserable death.

She might as well have been a beggar outside.

Seeing Yun Chi still not speak, Shushi hesitated, took a steamed corn bun from her bosom, and handed it over.

“Please, Consort, take this food to Her Royal Highness.”

Times were different now; the path of exile meant a shortage of food and clothes. This was all she could do for Her Royal Highness…

Yun Chi reached out to take it. To avoid walking the original host’s path, she might as well help out—it wasn’t hard to carry a bun.

Seeing her accept it, Shushi quietly sighed in relief and said nothing more.

Just then, two constables walked over, opened the cell door, and threw three steamed corn buns onto the ground. “Hurry up and eat.”

Yun Chi sighed inwardly and picked up one of the buns.

She was genuinely hungry. Good or not, at a time like this, the priority was to fill her stomach.

The Shushi next to her then offered her own bun to Yun Chi again. “This servant is not hungry. Please take it, Consort.”

The other maid, seeing this, immediately followed suit. “Consort, this servant is not hungry either.”

Yun Chi hesitated but accepted them. She was only there to help carry the items; she wouldn’t get involved in anything else.

The next moment, her arm was fiercely struck with the back of a saber.

The buns in her hand instantly scattered and rolled onto the ground.

“No hiding of personal property!” a constable yelled, pulling back his saber.

Yun Chi’s lips twitched from the pain, and she couldn’t help but curse inwardly. Damn, that hurt!

Noticing the constable’s malicious glare, she covered her arm, lowered her head, and didn’t dare to pick the buns back up.

“Criminal Yun Chi, follow us,” the constable called out again.

Behind her, she heard the pleading voices of the two maids: “Consort, please, you must take good care of Her Royal Highness.”

“Consort, please take good care of Her Royal Highness…”

Yun Chi sighed softly but did not look back.

Walking out of the prison, Yun Chi surveyed her surroundings, and unexpectedly met a gaze that was indifferent and placid.

The woman’s features were exquisite; a bright and stunning beauty that caught the eye. Her face was currently pale, making her look frail, yet her posture was perfectly straight.

She resembled a plum blossom that had weathered frost and snow; despite her current distress, her innate pride and nobility could not be suppressed.

A sense of sickly beauty was revealed within her nobility, making people pity her.

The woman before her was the current Eldest Princess, Ye Xuejin, with the title He’an.

After a moment of silent eye contact, Ye Xuejin withdrew her gaze.

Yun Chi didn’t proactively speak. Given the unclear situation, it was unwise to act rashly. It was better to observe more and speak less.

Silently scanning the surroundings, she mentally noted the general situation.

There were seven imperial escorts transporting the criminals—three in the front and three in the back.

The only one riding a horse in the middle was likely the leader.

The criminals were also divided into three groups: one group of a dozen or so people, old and young, who looked like a single family.

A pair of brothers with similar appearances.

And then there were herself and Ye Xuejin.

Perhaps because the sky hadn’t fully brightened yet, there were very few pedestrians on the road, which made the atmosphere especially heavy.

After leaving the city, the previously silent escorts suddenly seemed to wake up and became fierce.

“Hurry up, all of you!”

“Anyone who dares to delay the journey, watch out for the whip.”

The sound of the whip lashing the ground made the criminals honestly quicken their pace. The journey of exile had just begun, and no one wanted to be whipped or injured.

When everyone sped up, the slow one became quite conspicuous.

The person unable to keep up was none other than the Eldest Princess, Ye Xuejin.

Yun Chi couldn’t help but look at her, and with that one look, she discovered the problem.

Ye Xuejin must be injured. Her already pale face could now be described as deathly white. Her lips were tightly pressed together, her steps were slow, and streaks of dark red subtly seeped through her gray prisoner’s uniform.

Is that blood?

Yun Chi wondered, slowing her pace.

It would only take half a month for the heroine to clear Ye Xuejin’s name. To be safe, she should set a small goal: to get on her good side as much as possible.

Clap!

A sudden, sharp crack of the whip, and a sudden, burning pain lashed across her back, making Yun Chi tremble twice.

Damn it, she didn’t expect to be the first one to be whipped!

She glanced at the constable who struck her and couldn’t help but curse inwardly again. Is this person addicted to hitting people?

“Consort, be sensible, don’t make things difficult for us,” the voice was mocking and arrogant. It was the same bailiff who had struck her arm with his saber in the prison.

Yun Chi gritted her teeth and hurried forward. When under someone else’s roof, one must bow one’s head.

Anyway, she had half a month. She could take things slow.

Behind her, Ye Xuejin gave Yun Chi a fleeting look, then withdrew her gaze.

Just then, the leading constable reined in his horse and said in a deep voice, “Rest in place for one ke (quarter of an hour).”

This man was named Yu Lu, the prison warden of the Ministry of Justice, a Rank 8 official.

Yun Chi looked at the large family group sitting together, then at the two brothers sitting side-by-side. After a moment of hesitation, she walked over to Ye Xuejin’s side.

Since everyone had clearly defined groups, she shouldn’t be left alone.

Thinking of the two women’s final fates and their connection, Yun Chi lowered her voice and asked, “Princess, are you injured?”

This woman absolutely had to survive these two weeks. Otherwise, if the heroine cleared Ye Xuejin’s name only to find her dead, she might still take out her anger on Yun Chi’s life.

Ye Xuejin’s gaze was fixed on the distance; she did not look at Yun Chi. “Call me by my given name.” After speaking, as if realizing something, she repeated herself, “Call me by my given name.”

Her voice was low and hoarse, her tone weak—she sounded very fragile.

Yun Chi twitched her mouth. “Alright, Ye Xuejin, are you injured? Is it serious? Do you have any medicine to treat it?”

Ye Xuejin turned her head, her clear, cold gaze resting on Yun Chi’s face. “I am fine.” After saying this, she closed her eyes to rest.

She seemed completely unwilling to speak to Yun Chi.

That made sense. Besides being wives in name, they were practically strangers.

Since the other person didn’t want to talk, she wouldn’t be a nuisance.

Yun Chi silently changed her goal: Do not seek her favor, only ensure not to offend her.

While she pondered, several constables carrying packages began distributing food.

Someone whispered, “Why are we serving food so early? Will we still get lunch?”

“Less nonsense. Just eat when you’re told to eat.”

One whip crack, and immediately, no one dared to speak again.

Yun Chi received half a piece of dry, hard coarse flatbread from the constable. That’s right, only half a piece.

She took one bite and couldn’t eat any more. The flatbread was as hard as a brick, with a strange flavor—it was worse than just being unappetizing.

The steamed corn buns from the prison seemed like a delicacy compared to this.

Speaking of the steamed corn buns… Yun Chi felt her bosom, then glanced at Ye Xuejin.