Transmigrated into the Scumbag Ex-Wife of the Prime Minister - Chapter 93

The morning sun crossed the horizon, and the pale golden morning glow sprinkled across the sky.

The moment the words fell, Qi Zhenshu, who was stroking Lu Sheng’s fingers, suddenly paused, her eyes widening in disbelief as she looked at Lu Sheng.

Because she had just cried, her eyes were still glistening with wetness, and paired with her shocked expression, she looked somewhat endearingly blank.

It was a rare sight to see such an expression on her face, and Lu Sheng couldn’t help but chuckle, pinching her cheek, “Stunned?”

It took her a good while to recover from the astonishment, and Qi Zhenshu slowly shook her head.

Her reaction clearly indicated she had received quite a shock.

For ancient people who had never read transmigration novels, Lu Sheng knew her words must sound preposterous.

The fact that Qi Zhenshu didn’t question her immediately upon hearing her words was already the greatest show of trust.

Lu Sheng didn’t continue, letting Qi Zhenshu slowly digest this world-ing piece of information.

Qi Zhenshu lowered her gaze slightly, the light in her eyes gathering once more, becoming increasingly deep.

Time passed minute by minute. Her slightly raised brows first slowly smoothed out, then slightly furrowed, before she finally looked up into Lu Sheng’s eyes, her expression exceptionally serious.

“That storybook is related to me and Princess Changning, isn’t it?”

After the initial shock, Qi Zhenshu quickly connected all the pieces. Without much thought, she found the answer.

Only if that storybook told the story of her and Princess Changning would Lu Sheng be so wary of her frequent contact with Princess Changning.

Lu Sheng had expected Qi Zhenshu to take quite some time just to accept her words, but she didn’t anticipate her accepting it so quickly and even noticing the clue.

She lightly tutted, not directly answering her question. Instead, she asked with great interest, “What else can you guess?”

She wanted to see just how much more this person could figure out.

Seeing Lu Sheng’s reaction, Qi Zhenshu knew her guess was correct.

Qi Zhenshu pondered for a moment, her expression turning somewhat complex, and said, “That storybook doesn’t have you in it.”

The ‘you’ she spoke of not being in the storybook was not the original Lu Sheng, but the person standing before her now.

Qi Zhenshu was sold into the Lu family at the age of twelve and was engaged to ‘Lu Sheng’. If the original storybook was about her and Princess Changning, then in that storybook, she and ‘Lu Sheng’ should have separated.

But now, she and Lu Sheng hadn’t separated, which meant only one possibility.

Lu Sheng’s arrival changed the original story of the book.

“Anything else?” Lu Sheng grew even more interested.

She wondered if Qi Zhenshu could possibly guess the entire novel.

“I can’t guess any more. The rest, my wife, you should tell me.” Qi Zhenshu blinked at Lu Sheng, her voice softening, “I want to hear your story first.”

More than the story written in the book, she wanted to know Lu Sheng’s origins.

Lu Sheng hesitated for a moment before slowly beginning to tell her story.

She spoke of the modern world she had lived in, the drastic changes her world underwent when she was fifteen, and her life of upheaval after her family members passed away one after another.

Counting properly, Lu Sheng had been here for less than a year, but as she spoke of the past, the former happiness, panic, sorrow, and loneliness felt so distant, almost like a lifetime ago.

When Lu Sheng pulled herself out of her memories, she found herself tightly embraced by Qi Zhenshu.

“That kind of life must have been very hard,” Qi Zhenshu said, making a statement, not an inquiry.

“Aren’t you afraid?” Lu Sheng looked into Qi Zhenshu’s eyes and asked.

When Lu Sheng spoke of the past, she concealed nothing, including the bloody history she was most reluctant to face.

Qi Zhenshu’s gaze was calm and tranquil, showing no trace of fear. “Why should I be afraid?”

Although she hadn’t experienced a chaotic and savagely developing era, Qi Zhenshu had read history books, where even cannibalism was not uncommon during times of turmoil.

Moreover, in Qi Zhenshu’s eyes, what Lu Sheng did was no different from a soldier killing enemies on the battlefield.

Ever since Qi Zhenshu met Lu Sheng, she had never seen a hint of ferocity in her eyes. The Lu Sheng she saw was kind-hearted, clear-eyed, gentle, and considerate.

Lu Sheng had to admit defeat to Qi Zhenshu’s powerful capacity for acceptance.

She hadn’t expected the matter she had been anxiously dwelling on to be accepted so easily by Qi Zhenshu.

However, recalling that Qi Zhenshu was, after all, the original self of the decisive, ruthless, and composed Chief Grand Secretary in the book, Lu Sheng suddenly felt her previous caution was somewhat unnecessary.

Noticing Lu Sheng’s indescribable and complex expression, a hint of curiosity flashed in Qi Zhenshu’s eyes. “Why do you look like that?”

Lu Sheng’s expression was as if she, too, had killed someone.

“Would you like to know who you were in the storybook?” Lu Sheng raised an eyebrow, somewhat in a mood to watch the drama unfold.

Qi Zhenshu subtly lowered her brows, took Lu Sheng’s hand again, and parted her thin lips, calling her name, “Lu Sheng.”

Startled by her solemn tone, Lu Sheng swallowed. “What is it?”

“From the moment you arrived, this place ceased to be the original storybook,” Qi Zhenshu said. “So, no matter what the original story was like, it has nothing to do with our current life.”

“At this moment, in the second year of Changlong, the eighth day of the seventh month, you are my wife. We are wives bound by a marriage contract.”

“And regardless of my relationship with Princess Changning in the original storybook, right now, she is merely an ordinary subordinate and colleague. She was in the past, she is now, and she will be in the future. There will be no further private feelings.”

Every word spoken conveyed the owner’s resolve, piling up in Lu Sheng’s heart, building a solid wall that completely blocked out the insecurity of the past days.

“Have you remembered?” Qi Zhenshu emphasized the question again, her tone brooking no argument.

Facing such a solemn promise, Lu Sheng’s eyes felt warm. She nodded obediently, “I have remembered.”

“From the moment I met you, this has been a new storybook,” Qi Zhenshu mused for a moment before adding.

The sudden declaration of love felt like a spoonful of honey fed to her mouth, sweetening Lu Sheng’s heart all the way. She curved her eyes and lightly kissed Qi Zhenshu on the lips.

Since the day she was drunk, it seemed a special switch had been flipped in Qi Zhenshu, who would now and then say some teasingly affectionate words.

In a momentary distraction, Lu Sheng’s nape was cupped by Qi Zhenshu’s warm palm, and her body tilted down again, her lips captured by two warm, moist, thin lips.

Shallow and deep breaths were exchanged between their lips and teeth. Qi Zhenshu’s kiss escalated from soft and delicate to passionate and forceful.

The entangled air grew hotter. Lu Sheng was being kissed until she felt weak, relying on the last shred of sanity to push Qi Zhenshu away.

It was getting late. Qi Zhenshu still needed to wash up, eat breakfast, and go to the academy to study. There wasn’t much time left for idle conversation, and she needed to keep it short to fit everything in. There was no time for intimacy.

“I haven’t finished talking yet,” Lu Sheng took a deep breath, trying to steady her breathing.

“Hmm?” Qi Zhenshu asked, puzzled, “What else is there?”

“The story in the original book hasn’t been told yet.”

Although Lu Sheng’s knowledge wasn’t complete, she could still tell Qi Zhenshu what she knew of the plot.

“Since things have changed, and some events won’t happen anymore, what does it matter what the original story was?” Qi Zhenshu said indifferently.

“Oh?” Lu Sheng looked suspicious. “Aren’t you even a little bit curious?”

It wasn’t that Qi Zhenshu wasn’t curious at all about what the original storybook contained, but the thought of that book depicting her and Princess Changning together made her feel very strange.

Just imagining such a scenario made Qi Zhenshu uncomfortable.

Seeing her doubtful gaze, Qi Zhenshu pretended to be annoyed, pinching her nose, and teased, “If I were truly curious, wouldn’t someone’s vinegar jar turn over again?”

“I wouldn’t,” Lu Sheng denied outwardly, but secretly rejoiced in her heart.

Noticing Lu Sheng’s uncontrollable eyebrow raise, Qi Zhenshu feigned sudden realization and said, “Now that you mention it, I do feel somewhat curious.”

“About what?” Lu Sheng’s eyebrows instantly dropped, and she frowned.

She just said she wasn’t interested, and now she wants to know?!

Taking in her fluctuating expressions, Qi Zhenshu suppressed her smile, straightened her face, and began, “I am actually very curious…”

Lu Sheng’s expression became slightly tense.

Qi Zhenshu sat up straight, leaned close to Lu Sheng’s ear, lowered her voice, and said slowly, word by word, “I’m very curious, my wife, what is your age now?”

The warm breath sprayed on Lu Sheng’s earlobe, slowing her reaction by half a beat. It took her a good while to regain her senses and clearly hear Qi Zhenshu’s question.

Her tensed nerves immediately relaxed, and Lu Sheng also caught the playful smile in Qi Zhenshu’s eyes.

“Intentionally teasing me, aren’t you?” Lu Sheng pretended to be ‘furious,’ quickly placing her fingers on Qi Zhenshu’s ear and saying fiercely.

“Wife, please be merciful,” Qi Zhenshu looked at Lu Sheng with a pair of moist, clear eyes, pleading softly, “I really am curious.”

“Hmph!” With a light pinch of her ear, Lu Sheng got up from Qi Zhenshu’s lap and urged, “Hurry and wash up, let’s go eat breakfast.”

If she didn’t want to listen, then so be it. It’s not like she enjoyed telling the story that much.

Qi Zhenshu hastily stood up, pulled her back, and said in a soft voice, “Wife.”

“What is it?” Lu Sheng turned her head, a faint pink blush coloring her face.

Qi Zhenshu’s voice was low and clear, yet the tone was so soft and sweet, the combination of dominant and sweet was truly too endearing to Lu Sheng’s heart.

“Did you know Princess Changning already has someone in her heart?” Qi Zhenshu asked.

“What?!” Lu Sheng was stunned upon hearing this.

Although Qi Zhenshu wasn’t a busybody, to give Lu Sheng peace of mind, she told her about a scene she had accidentally witnessed some day.

“So, you don’t need to worry. There truly is no possibility between Princess Changning and me anymore.”

With both original female leads in the book having their own love interests, the romance line had completely collapsed.

At this moment, Lu Sheng truly believed Qi Zhenshu’s statement: from the moment she arrived, this had completely become a different story.

In the evening.

The moonlight was hazy, the starlight misty, and night insects lurked in the grass, occasionally emitting a crisp chirping sound.

The night breeze rustled, passing through the window lattice and lifting a corner of the curtain, revealing a hint of spring.

Qi Zhenshu’s hand movements paused. She lightly sucked on Lu Sheng’s earlobe, slowly exhaling, “My wife still hasn’t answered my question.”

Feeling the hot breath near her ear, Lu Sheng’s body trembled slightly, and she bit her lower lip, suppressing the sound in her throat.

“Wife.”

The same words as in the morning instantly swallowed Lu Sheng’s last trace of resistance. Three words spilled from her lips and teeth, “Twenty-five.”

Qi Zhenshu smiled, her lips grazing Lu Sheng’s ear tip, and she whispered softly, “So you’re the older sister, after all.”

The low, husky voice was magnetically pleasing to the ear.

Lu Sheng’s fingers curled slightly, the redness at the corners of her eyes becoming more seductive.

They stayed in Qingzhou for another day. After Lu Sheng repeatedly promised not to bring up divorce again, Qi Zhenshu finally agreed to let her return to Binhe County.

On the day of departure, it was a break day. Qi Zhenshu woke up earlier than Lu Sheng, clinging to her to confirm the date of her return. She personally escorted her to the dock, watching the boat sail away with reddened eyes before reluctantly returning home.

Upon returning to Binhe County, Lu Sheng immediately went to Lu Zheng’s house to pick up her daughter.

The little one had a small splint on her hand. When she saw Lu Sheng, her eyes, which had been smiling playfully, instantly filled with tears, and she burst into tears with a “wah.”

Lu Sheng quickly picked her up, patted her back, and softly coaxed, “Baby don’t cry, baby don’t cry, Mom is just late coming back.”

“Mom~” The little one sobbed and clung to Lu Sheng’s neck, full of grievance.

Having just finished coaxing the older one in Qingzhou yesterday, Lu Sheng found it quite easy to soothe this younger one.

After comforting the child, Lu Sheng carried her back home. Just as she reached the shop entrance, she saw Lu Yu walk out of the small back door with a gloomy face.

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