Transmigrated into the Scum Female Consort - Chapter 121

Ye Xuejin’s eyelids fluttered. She turned her back to Yun Chi and whispered, “Three.”

She let out a faint breath, her voice so soft it was nearly inaudible.

Yun Chi suppressed the surging wave of desire within her and lay back down properly. Her hand rested on Ye Xuejin’s waist, her eyes staring blankly at her wife’s crimson-tipped ears. It took a long while for her heart to settle.

In her modern life, Yun Chi had never loved anyone; she had always found the concept of romance and passion quite dull. Thus, she believed she was rational and sober enough to never be someone who craved “bedroom pleasures.”

Yet, Ye Xuejin seemed to possess a certain magic. Throughout this journey, she had caused Yun Chi to cast aside her reason and often left her feeling lost in a daze of affection. Most of all, she stirred a longing Yun Chi had never known.

Yun Chi smiled silently. Since the moment she had decided to stay in this world, she no longer felt lost. That confusion had been replaced by deep attachment and desire. She was still rational, and she knew clearly how beautiful mutual love could be. But she still had her selfish side—the kind of selfishness every person feels for the one they love.

Yun Chi pulled the woman in her arms closer. “Ye Xuejin, do you remember the two conditions you once asked me about?”

Ye Xuejin stiffened slightly, her heart sinking as if into an abyss.

“Why aren’t you speaking?” Yun Chi reached out to brush away Ye Xuejin’s long hair and placed a soft kiss on the nape of her neck.

Ye Xuejin’s eyes darkened, and her voice turned cold. “Is the Princess Consort going back on her word again?”

She wants the gold and the divorce papers again, Ye Xuejin thought bitterly. She’s planning to leave me once more.

Sensing the chill in her tone, Yun Chi was confused but replied regardless, “Yes, I am going back on my word.”

The moment the words left her lips, Ye Xuejin let out a cold laugh. “I have never met someone as fickle as the Princess Consort.”

Her “deity” seemed to have no heart, teasing her over and over again. The teasing had exhausted her patience and given rise to a forbidden obsession. She had given this person one chance to leave, and one chance only. No matter how much she regretted it now, it was too late. Ye Xuejin’s patience was spent, and her obsession could no longer be suppressed.

Realizing the misunderstanding, Yun Chi chuckled softly. “It’s my fault for not being clear. I’ve made you worry.”

Ye Xuejin pursed her lips and remained silent.

Feeling her distress, Yun Chi felt both pained and amused. She couldn’t help but kiss the nape of her neck again, even gently nipping a small patch of skin.

Ye Xuejin tensed instantly, her body trembling slightly. “What did I misunderstand?” she asked slowly.

Yun Chi released her, licking the faint red mark she had just made. “I was referring to that time you asked if I wanted you to favor me alone and take no other consorts. Back then, I said I only wanted gold. Now, I regret it. I don’t want a single tael of gold anymore—I only want you to belong to me alone.”

Ye Xuejin froze. Her heart, which had just plummeted to the depths, suddenly leapt up. It beat high and full, thumping against her ribs.

Seeing no reaction, Yun Chi hid a grin, looking like a bear that had just stolen a jar of honey. “What? Has Your Highness gone back on her word? You don’t want to agree to this condition anymore?”

“I have not…” Ye Xuejin spoke instinctively, then paused and fell silent again.

Yun Chi couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “Good. I know Your Highness only wants to favor me, and you won’t regret it.”

Ye Xuejin was instantly flushed with shame and annoyance. This person was definitely teasing her.

A night of peaceful dreams passed. As dawn broke and the gates of Yangzhou opened, a messenger on a fast horse galloped through the streets.

“Report! Urgent news from Caozhou! Urgent news…”

In the Inspector General’s Manor, Yun Chi and Ye Xuejin had just finished breakfast. Before they could even sit down in the study, a shout came from outside. Shushi rushed to receive the letter and handed it to Ye Xuejin.

Ye Xuejin read it, her eyes sharpening. “Yesterday, Wen Yi executed the Inspector General and the Sima of Caozhou. She has led the Caozhou Guard in open rebellion.”

Caozhou was now entirely under Wen Yi’s control.

Yun Chi was shocked. “Why so early?”

In Wu Hu’s dream, Commandery Princess Yi didn’t revolt until the first ten days of the twelfth month. Currently, it was still several days away.

Ye Xuejin frowned slightly. “Perhaps the news from Yangzhou gave her confidence. I hope all goes well on Mingyan’s end.” Many things had changed, and a single move affected the whole board; the so-called “future” was naturally shifting.

However, this meant they had to accelerate their plans. They weren’t sure if the Zhou family could still be useful, and they could no longer kill Zhu Yan so easily.

Almost at the same time, in the Golden Throne Hall of the Imperial Capital.

“If there are matters, present them; if not, the court is dismissed.” Just as the head eunuch, Fugui, finished speaking, a voice shouted from outside.

“800-mile urgent report from the Southwest! Messenger pigeon from the Southwest!”

The Emperor, who was about to rise, frowned and sat back down. Fugui scurried to receive the documents and presented them. The Emperor first read the report from the Southwest Inspector. His face darkened instantly. Ye Xuejin killed the Yangzhou Inspector and occupied the manor? Is she planning to rebel?!

When he finished reading the letter from the messenger pigeon, he exploded in rage.

“Rebellion! This is total rebellion! They think they can defy the Heavens!”

“Your Majesty, please calm your anger!” the ministers cried out in unison, kneeling.

The Emperor was beyond furious, his expression twisting into a savage, manic grin. “Look at this! Fugui, let my ‘beloved’ ministers see how the Eldest Princess He’an, whose loyalty you all swore by, has committed treason! Wen Yi and she are two of a kind!”

The ministers looked at each other in shock as the high-ranking officials at the front began reading the letters. Once the news had circulated, the hall fell into a stunned silence.

The Emperor continued to roar in his madness, “I should have known! They were always in league with each other! I should have killed her! I should have killed them all from the start!”

The ministers were speechless, shocked both by the contents of the report and the Emperor’s deteriorating mental state. Fugui, standing to the side, wanted to roll his eyes. He knew better than anyone: their Emperor wanted to pull up the grass by the roots while maintaining a “virtuous” reputation for the history books. Yet, despite all his scheming, everything was falling apart.

Fugui felt a strange sense of satisfaction. The Emperor’s incompetent, raging madness was no longer a secret kept only by him.

The Emperor, acting like a man possessed, kept screaming, “I should have killed her! Ye Xuejin has been eyeing my throne for a long time! She deserves to die…”

The ministers remained silent, even forgetting to repeat their cries for him to “calm down.” Did this man still look like a sovereign?

Regardless of the Emperor’s behavior, the ministers had to act. Prime Minister Tao spoke solemnly, “Your Majesty, please calm yourself. The priority is to send someone for peace talks, understand Her Highness’s demands, and appeal to her with reason and emotion…”

“What ‘Her Highness He’an’? She is a rebel! I want her dead!” the Emperor roared. He glared at Zhou Chuan, the Duke of Zhen, “Minister Zhou, I appoint you as the General Who Pacifies the South. Take the entire Zhongzhou Guard immediately and wipe them all out!”

Zhou Chuan sighed inwardly and stepped forward. “This servant accepts the command.”

The current Emperor would not listen to any advice; once he set his mind on something, no one could change it. Moreover, the Eldest Princess had indeed gone too far. No matter her grievances, she should not have resorted to treason.

The fire in the Emperor’s heart did not fade; instead, it grew more urgent. “How certain are you, Minister Zhou? Exactly when can you suppress them? I want no vague words—give me a precise date.”

Zhou Chuan pondered for a moment. “I dare not speak recklessly. At the fastest, it will take half a month.” In truth, he thought ten days would suffice, but half a month was a safer estimate.

The Emperor waved his hand impatiently. “Go quickly and return quickly. I will give you fifteen days.”

Still too slow, the Emperor thought. He needed another way—a shortcut to take Ye Xuejin’s head directly. He returned to the Imperial Study and hastily wrote a secret edict. He still had one chess piece he could use—a hidden move that might yield unexpected results.

After giving his orders, he felt a surge of restless irritation. He rubbed his brow and looked at Fugui. “Prepare the carriage for Yanyue Palace.”

Yanyue Palace was the residence of Prime Minister Tao’s daughter, Imperial Noble Consort Tao Qianhua.

Fugui did not move. He lowered his eyes and replied, “The Noble Consort fell ill the day before yesterday. It is said to be a severe cold. She specifically sent word that she cannot receive Your Majesty until she recovers, lest she harm the Imperial health.”

The Emperor’s eyes widened. “Has anyone actually seen the Noble Consort in the last two days?”

He suddenly had a terrible premonition.

Fugui replied honestly, “The Noble Consort, in her kindness toward her staff, has kept only one maid skilled in medicine to attend to her.”

Upon hearing this, the Emperor bolted upright. “Quickly! Go to Yanyue Palace and seize the Noble Consort!”