Transmigrated into the Scum Female Consort - Chapter 126

Yun Chi’s breathing grew heavy, and her voice dropped a fraction. “Actually… I do mind a little.”

How could she not mind at all? The person she loved was cherished by someone else. That person was not only the original female lead of the novel but had also known Ye Xuejin for years—sharing a youth that Yun Chi had no part in.

However, she only minded a small amount. She could see that Tao Qianhua was an intelligent woman, and the intelligent live life with clarity. Furthermore, she trusted that Ye Xuejin would never waver.

Ye Xuejin’s smile remained, her voice softening into a gentle lilt. “Fuma, it seems I am a little intoxicated.”

For no reason at all, she felt a swelling ache in her heart, and her thoughts felt light and airy. She missed her Fuma—a strange sensation, considering the woman was standing right in front of her. Yet, she yearned for her; she wanted to hold her tightly and be intimate with her.

Yun Chi’s mind went blank. The words slipped out: “To the bed?”

“Will the Fuma carry me there?” Ye Xuejin grasped her wrist, her fingers resting against the inner skin, pressing lightly as if feeling the beat of her pulse. It was strong and powerful, a vibration that traveled through her fingertips and jolted her heart, leaving her joints numb and strengthless.

Yun Chi’s heart skipped several beats. Without a word, she stepped forward, hooked one arm around the Princess’s waist and the other under her knees, lifting her upward with force.

Ye Xuejin’s lashes fluttered. She circled her arms around Yun Chi’s neck and leaned back, lowering her eyes to hide her overwhelming bashfulness.

Yun Chi successfully held her in a “princess carry” and prepared to walk. A moment later, Ye Xuejin looked up in confusion. “Fuma?”

Why weren’t they moving?

Yun Chi’s face turned a deep shade of crimson, her expression one of utter embarrassment. “Um… my legs are weak.”

Ah! No! She screamed internally. She actually couldn’t move her legs. The original owner of this body was far too frail; having no strength at such a moment was humiliating.

Ye Xuejin blinked, then stood up with a playful, stifled laugh. “It was my lack of consideration. In the future, I must provide the Fuma with more tonics to nourish your body.”

Though this Fuma had come from another world, this physical body had been a beggar for many years. With irregular meals and constant deprivation, the body was severely depleted.

Yun Chi covered her face in gloom, peeking through her fingers only to find Ye Xuejin watching her with a shimmering, teasing gaze.

“No, really… I can actually do it,” Yun Chi insisted.

Ye Xuejin’s lips curled upward. “Mhm. I understand. My Fuma is very capable.”

“…” Yun Chi felt no comfort at all; if anything, she was more embarrassed. Gritting her teeth, she grabbed Ye Xuejin’s hand and charged toward the inner chamber.

Once they reached the bedside, she gripped Ye Xuejin’s hands, pinned them above her head, and pressed her entire weight down. “I really can.”

Ye Xuejin replied seriously, “As you say, Fuma. I understand.”

Annoyed and embarrassed, Yun Chi nipped at the Princess’s lips. “You don’t understand! My legs were weak, but my hands aren’t.”

She felt she was quite capable.

Ye Xuejin’s face flushed instantly. Before she could speak, the hand gripping her wrist moved downward with sudden intent, as if trying to prove a point.

“Fuma!” Ye Xuejin’s body stiffened, a startled cry escaping her lips.

Yun Chi leaned into her ear, licking the lobe softly. “Whether I can or not… you’ll know once you try.”

Ye Xuejin couldn’t help but struggle, her voice frantic. “Fuma, you can’t.”

Yun Chi remained silent. Oh, I can!

“Fuma, truly, it won’t do.”

Yun Chi’s gaze darkened. She spoke word by word: “I. Can.”

“I… cannot… It must wait until tomorrow… or the day after…” Ye Xuejin’s breathing was in shambles, her words breathless and fragmented.

Yun Chi froze. Her entire body went numb. How could she have forgotten? Ye Xuejin was on her period—it was only the fourth day.

She closed her eyes tightly. “Fine. You can’t.” It wasn’t that she couldn’t.

Ye Xuejin also closed her eyes. Overwhelmed by a bashfulness beyond words, she rolled over and buried her face into the quilt.

It took a long time for Yun Chi to steady her heart and breath. Eventually, she pulled the Princess into her arms. “Do you know how much I want to?”

Ye Xuejin pursed her lips and said nothing. She didn’t know… or perhaps, she did.

“He’an, every day feels like a year,” Yun Chi whispered. Her heart felt as if it had been tossed into a fire—searing and hot. There was a pool of cool water right beside her, yet she could only look and not touch.

Ye Xuejin bit her lip. The name “He’an”—her formal title—felt like a spark in the wilderness, making her heart beat even more fervently. She had never felt this way before; hearing her title from Yun Chi’s mouth in this moment sounded both forbidden and enchanting.

“He’an.” Yun Chi held her waist, burying her face in the Princess’s loose hair. “I… I won’t touch there. Let me… touch elsewhere… alright?”

The seductive words fell against her ear. Ye Xuejin’s breath hitched. She opened her mouth slightly, her breathing coming in sharp gasps.

“Don’t… don’t call me He’an,” she managed to say. Her voice was low, raspy, and trembling.

But Yun Chi only heard one thing: Ye Xuejin hadn’t said no.

“He’an, He’an…” She insisted on calling her that.

Though her fingers trembled violently, they moved with a certain strength—cautious, curious, exploring, and feeling…

“Fuma…” The repeated calls of He’an drifted into Ye Xuejin’s ears and sank into her soul.

“Mhm?”

Ye Xuejin caught the hand that had moved toward her chest and forced out a sentence: “We still have to go to Caozhou tomorrow.”

Those mischievous fingers seemed to possess an invisible magic. Wherever they went, every inch of her skin felt a numbing thrill, as if they intended to penetrate her, to possess her… it left her inexplicably tense. She felt as though she were suffocating from the nerves.

Yun Chi finally just held her tight. The strength in her fingers dissipated, and she finally settled down.

“Go bathe. The scent of wine has stained the bed,” Ye Xuejin whispered after a while. She squeezed Yun Chi’s fingers gently.

Yun Chi gave a muffled “Oh” and obediently got up.

After a night of pleasant dreams and breakfast the next morning, Shushi and Zhuyan returned to the Governor’s Mansion. Everyone was summoned to the courtyard.

Tao Qianhua stood at the front with a calm expression and a slight smile, as if she had completely forgotten the events of the previous night.

Ye Xuejin stood before the crowd with Yun Chi on her left and Qi Mingyan on her right.

“Qianhua is an old friend of mine. She is the beloved daughter of Chancellor Tao, a woman of great learning and exceptional strategy. From now on, she will temporarily take over Mingyan’s duties.”

The crowd was stunned. Qi Mingyan’s duties meant she was the Chief Strategist! How could the strategist be replaced so easily? They had a high opinion of Qi Mingyan and had grown to trust her completely.

Seeing the confusion on their faces, Ye Xuejin added warmly, “Mingyan will be stationed in Yangzhou to serve as the Acting Governor. Her burden is heavy. During this expedition to Caozhou, her previous responsibilities will be handled by Qianhua.”

Only then did the tension break. It wasn’t a replacement, but a promotion to a vital post. Qi Mingyan simply couldn’t leave Yangzhou to accompany the Princess to Caozhou.

“Mingyan, you make the arrangements,” Ye Xuejin said, handing over the command. A true ruler knows how to use people effectively rather than doing everything themselves.

Qi Mingyan nodded and began giving orders with composure.

First, Zhuyan—with Shushi assisting (and watching) him—was to quickly select 5,000 elite troops to accompany the Princess.

Next, Yu Lu would lead the original mansion guards to form a hundred-man personal escort. They were to wear bulletproof vests and carry electric batons.

Finally, Lu Shang and the other female family members were to stay behind with Qi Mingyan to guard the rear and continue keeping the existence of the repeating crossbows a secret.

As for those not explicitly mentioned, it was understood that Shinian would serve Tao Qianhua. Shizhu would naturally follow Ye Xuejin with a sniper crossbow as a hidden trump card. Shisong would follow Yun Chi to provide protection and cover for Shizhu.

Once the team was organized, they prepared to depart at noon. Ye Xuejin was satisfied with the plan, except for one detail.

“Mingyan, let Shisong stay with you. Swap him for Xiaoyue to be by the Fuma’s side.”

“But Your Highness, the Fuma’s safety…”

“With the Fuma by my side, no one can get near me,” Ye Xuejin said firmly. “On the other hand, you will likely face many dangers here. You need someone capable by your side to protect you so that I have no worries back home.”

While Lu Shang and the women had crossbows, they could only hold a defensive line. If a powerful master broke through or an assassin took a hidden path, Qi Mingyan would be in danger. Shisong was a master of close-quarters combat and could handle any ordinary threat.

Qi Mingyan remained silent for a moment. “Xiaoyue is too innocent by nature. Your Highness need not worry about her.”

“You are wrong.” Ye Xuejin looked at her deeply. “We must still consider the Zhou family.”

Qi Mingyan was puzzled for a second before realization dawned. “I was short-sighted. Your Highness is wise.” The Princess was thinking further ahead than she was.

Ye Xuejin smiled. “The 5,000 elites Zhuyan chose are his most loyal followers. By taking them away, Yangzhou will have no major internal threats.” In other words, Qi Mingyan’s job of governing would be much easier.

Qi Mingyan looked determined. “Please rest easy, Your Highness. I will give my all.”

Ye Xuejin nodded. “Go. Personally deliver this news to the Zhou family.”

On the other side of the mansion, Old Censor Zhou’s face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. The Zhou servants had been split up and drafted into the Yangzhou garrison; his son was merely a minor counselor in one of the camps. None of the elites Zhuyan picked were from the Zhou family, meaning Zhou Qishan had no place near the Princess.

His wife was busy looking after their granddaughter and helping Qi Mingyan with chores. His daughter, Xiaoyue, didn’t seem to care about anything—she had managed to get close to the Fuma but didn’t know how to seize any advantages.

In the end, the only Zhou family member near the Princess was Zhou Wu, who had been recruited into Yu Lu’s guard. But Zhou Wu was a traitor who had turned on his master; he didn’t count as a “Zhou” anymore.

As for himself, the Old Censor smiled bitterly. There were so many talented people around the Princess now that she no longer had eyes for him.

Just then, Qi Mingyan arrived with good news. “The Princess wishes for Xiaoyue to serve near the Fuma. Xiaoyue will depart with the Princess at noon.”

Old Censor Zhou’s spirits instantly lifted. “Good! Xiaoyue is a good girl! Where is she? Quick, call her here, and call the Eldest Son as well!”

This was a stroke of luck. The Princess still remembered Xiaoyue. He had to give his daughter some pointers—the future of the Zhou family might just rest on her shoulders.

Qi Mingyan gave him a cool glance and sent someone to fetch them. Before long, the four members of the Zhou family (excluding little Ying’er playing in the yard) were gathered.

Old Censor Zhou tugged at his beard and said sternly, “Qishan, quickly give that bottle to Xiaoyue.”

Zhou Qishan’s eyes widened. “Father, didn’t you say that was a gift from an immortal and told me to keep it as a family heirloom?” He had been hoping to use it to curry favor himself later.

The Old Censor glared at him. “What do you know? Xiaoyue is about to go on an expedition with the Princess. That bottle is lighter and thinner than a waterskin; it’s much more convenient. Give it to your sister!”

He then turned to Zhou Qiyue with a beaming smile. “Xiaoyue, you must do your duty well. The future glory of the Zhou family depends on you now…”

Zhou Qishan lowered his head. Listening to his father drone on and on to his younger sister, his expression turned dark and cold.