It was only after some time had passed did Shangguan Houye finally react. Alarmed, he called out: “Yao-er!”
Huangfu Wujie’s expression sunk, cold and chastising.
“Seventh Imperial Brother, cease at once!”
Shen Qingmei acted like she hadn’t heard those two voices. She sat on the young woman like a horse, slapping those two once-luscious cheeks left and right, as if her only desire was to turn that face in front of her into one of a pigs!
Great! So vigorous! So domineering!
“Ah! You lunatic! Scram!”
After being slapped repeatedly dozens of time, Shangguan Jingyao used great effort to recover her reason. Using as much force as she could muster, she tried to push off that despicable fatty in front of her.
She had learned martial arts since childhood. If it was an ordinary person, she would have easily pushed them away with no effort. However, the fellow on her right now did not have the body of an ordinary person. Shangguan Jingyao tried to move the person on top of her away with great effort, all to no avail. Finally, embarrassed and ashamed, she exerted all her energy into turning onto her side, curling into a ball but protecting her face.
Shen Qingmei’s plan to turn the person in front of her into a pig was foiled. Her heart became filled with frustration.
The original her would have easily killed this repulsive bitch. However, this body didn’t live up to any of her expectations. Not only was it unable to produce any killing intent, but her movements were restricted and clumsy, leaving her uncoordinated and gloomy.
The onlookers stared at the two people interlocked in a mass of human limbs with confusion. One of them was the recently married concubine to the Eldest Prince, and the other was the Emperor’s most pampered son—but also the most disgusting and vile Crown Prince. What kind of combination was this?
The court officials stared at each other with dismay and foolishness, not knowing what to do.
Generally speaking, as long as Huangfu Wujie opened his mouth, Huangfu Chang’an would obediently follow all of his wishes. However, now, no matter how many times Huangfu Wujie yelled at him to stop, Huangfu Chang’an acted like he couldn’t hear his words. He continued on with his spree of jubilation, refusing to acknowledge Huangfu Wujie’s presence.
For something like this to happen in the court, if word got out who knew how much humiliation would he be subject to? Seeing more and more people approach the scene, Huangfu Wujie’s gaze became solemn. Stepping forward, he yanked Shen Qingmei off of Shangguan Jingyao’s body.
“Chang’an! Return to the Inner Palace with me this instant!”
Shen Qingmei was still burning with anger, too filled with emotion to acknowledge him. In one move, she bit the hand that was grabbing onto her, taking advantage of his momentary release to move away.
“Return, your sister!”
She turned back, intending to continue hitting the bruised and battered Shangguan Jingyao.
Who would have thought, before she could even get a few steps in, she was caught on the lapel by Huangfu Wujie like a stray chicken.
“Don’t lose face so conspicuously! Return to the palace with me!”
“Fuck! Your great uncle! How dare you try and order me around?!”
Shen Qingmei’s anger had reached its boiling point. Exerting all her strength, she twisted against his hold.
Perhaps it was because her current body was too fat, but the movement caused the fabric of her outer robe to rip into two. Losing her footing, Shen Qingmei fell onto the ground and rolled down the hill until her head slammed against a rock.
This impact caused her to become so dizzy she saw stars, but it wasn’t enough to make her faint.
Shen Qingmei initially wanted to crawl back up, but as the light in her head abated, she suddenly thought of something else. Instead, she closed her eyes, lying as still as a corpse.
“Aiya! Not good—His Highness the Crown Prince fainted again!”
As hands lifted her back into the Inner Palace and changed her into clean clothes, Shen Qingmei could only endure vexedly as the Imperial Physician felt her up and gave her a diagnosis. The entire process was so boring and annoying that she soon feel asleep for real.
The current her needed rest! Needed to remain calm! Needed to understand exactly what was going on!
Just when she sacrificed everything to get her hands on her refined and dignified master, just when her eyes had laid their eyes on the sumptuous meal in front of her, she had… your mother… at the crucial point, t-r-a-n-s-m-i-g-r-a-t-e-d!!!!!
Oh fuck! Transmigrated your sister, ah! Transmigrated your uncle! Transmigrated your mother’s c**t!
Shen Qingmei was about to be angered to death!
Back in her old world, the number of people who wished to leave their current realities numbered in the hundreds of thousands! So why was it her, someone who had no interest in transmigrating?!
The Heavens were blind! The Jade Emperor was a fucking useless ruler, ah, utterly useless!
After three days spent recuperating passively on the bed, Shen Qingmei was finally forced to admit that she was mostly likely, probably, would truly… never see that man that she both loved and hated. That beautiful and god-like Master!
Sob, sob, sob, how tragic! How difficult it was to endure! She had practically lost her entire to will to live…
Ai, maybe it was a good idea to wash her face and eat a meal first. She was starving!
Master was now already a faint memory. People who transmigrated would typically not go back to their previous worlds.
As she blearily opened her eyes, she found that the Inner Palace was empty. Although the first night had been full of people inquiring about her current condition, the next two days, she had practically become a forgotten person.
Your mother, what kind of fraudulent treatment was this!
She was starving to the point where she couldn’t even muster the energy to crawl. Shen Qingmei lifted a hand, staring at the swollen fingers that looked like they had been stung by a bee. She couldn’t help the urge to melt down her current body and reconstruct it—because how! could! she! be! this! fat!
“Someone, come! Someone!”
Her voice was weak and hoarse. After a while, a court eunuch finally arrived, walking at a pace that was neither slow or rushed. Seeing her awake, his cold face was not only unhappy but also carried with it some dislike.
“Your Highness, do you have a command?”
Shen Qingmei was hungry to the point of losing her head. She ignored the way how such an esteemed person like her had been reduced to such a sorry state, as well as the neglect this court eunuch had clearly demonstrated towards her. Raising a hand, she instructed, “Prepare me some food.”
“Yes.”
The young court eunuch made an affirming sound, then ran from the room as if escaping a plague. Those who worked in the Inner Palace never worked there for long.
Towards this kind of treatment, Shen Qingmei couldn’t help but shed an inner tear.
For a Crown Prince of a country to be so weak and useless, perhaps this body was the first of its kind.
Wait… wait!
According to the web novels she had read before, there were two types of transmigrations: transmigration of the body, and transmigration of the soul. Soul transmigrations encompassed three different categories. One was transmigrating into the opposite sex, one was transmigrating into the same sex, and the last was… switching bodies with the other person.
Shen Qingmei felt her lower body, and then breathed a sigh of relief. Although this body was referred to as a “Crown Prince”, she was actually transvestite dressed in male clothes. Thank god she wouldn’t need that terrible procedure to… change sex.
But since her soul had now transmigrated into this body, then what had happened to the original’s soul?
Was it dead…
…Or was Huangfu Chang’an, this incorrigible coward and good-for-nothing, inside her body right now? Was she… interlocked in bed with her precious Master, reaping the benefits that Shen Qingmei had worked so tirelessly for?!
Fuck! If it really was like that, then she would go mad for real!
This was something that she couldn’t endure, okay?!
It was only after some time had passed did Shangguan Houye finally react. Alarmed, he called out: “Yao-er!”
Huangfu Wujie’s expression sunk, cold and chastising.
“Seventh Imperial Brother, cease at once!”
Shen Qingmei acted like she hadn’t heard those two voices. She sat on the young woman like a horse, slapping those two once-luscious cheeks left and right, as if her only desire was to turn that face in front of her into one of a pigs!
Great! So vigorous! So domineering!
“Ah! You lunatic! Scram!”
After being slapped repeatedly dozens of time, Shangguan Jingyao used great effort to recover her reason. Using as much force as she could muster, she tried to push off that despicable fatty in front of her.
She had learned martial arts since childhood. If it was an ordinary person, she would have easily pushed them away with no effort. However, the fellow on her right now did not have the body of an ordinary person. Shangguan Jingyao tried to move the person on top of her away with great effort, all to no avail. Finally, embarrassed and ashamed, she exerted all her energy into turning onto her side, curling into a ball but protecting her face.
Shen Qingmei’s plan to turn the person in front of her into a pig was foiled. Her heart became filled with frustration.
The original her would have easily killed this repulsive bitch. However, this body didn’t live up to any of her expectations. Not only was it unable to produce any killing intent, but her movements were restricted and clumsy, leaving her uncoordinated and gloomy.
The onlookers stared at the two people interlocked in a mass of human limbs with confusion. One of them was the recently married concubine to the Eldest Prince, and the other was the Emperor’s most pampered son—but also the most disgusting and vile Crown Prince. What kind of combination was this?
The court officials stared at each other with dismay and foolishness, not knowing what to do.
Generally speaking, as long as Huangfu Wujie opened his mouth, Huangfu Chang’an would obediently follow all of his wishes. However, now, no matter how many times Huangfu Wujie yelled at him to stop, Huangfu Chang’an acted like he couldn’t hear his words. He continued on with his spree of jubilation, refusing to acknowledge Huangfu Wujie’s presence.
For something like this to happen in the court, if word got out who knew how much humiliation would he be subject to? Seeing more and more people approach the scene, Huangfu Wujie’s gaze became solemn. Stepping forward, he yanked Shen Qingmei off of Shangguan Jingyao’s body.
“Chang’an! Return to the Inner Palace with me this instant!”
Shen Qingmei was still burning with anger, too filled with emotion to acknowledge him. In one move, she bit the hand that was grabbing onto her, taking advantage of his momentary release to move away.
“Return, your sister!”
She turned back, intending to continue hitting the bruised and battered Shangguan Jingyao.
Who would have thought, before she could even get a few steps in, she was caught on the lapel by Huangfu Wujie like a stray chicken.
“Don’t lose face so conspicuously! Return to the palace with me!”
“Fuck! Your great uncle! How dare you try and order me around?!”
Shen Qingmei’s anger had reached its boiling point. Exerting all her strength, she twisted against his hold.
Perhaps it was because her current body was too fat, but the movement caused the fabric of her outer robe to rip into two. Losing her footing, Shen Qingmei fell onto the ground and rolled down the hill until her head slammed against a rock.
This impact caused her to become so dizzy she saw stars, but it wasn’t enough to make her faint.
Shen Qingmei initially wanted to crawl back up, but as the light in her head abated, she suddenly thought of something else. Instead, she closed her eyes, lying as still as a corpse.
“Aiya! Not good—His Highness the Crown Prince fainted again!”
As hands lifted her back into the Inner Palace and changed her into clean clothes, Shen Qingmei could only endure vexedly as the Imperial Physician felt her up and gave her a diagnosis. The entire process was so boring and annoying that she soon feel asleep for real.
The current her needed rest! Needed to remain calm! Needed to understand exactly what was going on!
Just when she sacrificed everything to get her hands on her refined and dignified master, just when her eyes had laid their eyes on the sumptuous meal in front of her, she had… your mother… at the crucial point, t-r-a-n-s-m-i-g-r-a-t-e-d!!!!!
Oh fuck! Transmigrated your sister, ah! Transmigrated your uncle! Transmigrated your mother’s c**t!
Shen Qingmei was about to be angered to death!
Back in her old world, the number of people who wished to leave their current realities numbered in the hundreds of thousands! So why was it her, someone who had no interest in transmigrating?!
The Heavens were blind! The Jade Emperor was a fucking useless ruler, ah, utterly useless!
After three days spent recuperating passively on the bed, Shen Qingmei was finally forced to admit that she was mostly likely, probably, would truly… never see that man that she both loved and hated. That beautiful and god-like Master!
Sob, sob, sob, how tragic! How difficult it was to endure! She had practically lost her entire to will to live…
Ai, maybe it was a good idea to wash her face and eat a meal first. She was starving!
Master was now already a faint memory. People who transmigrated would typically not go back to their previous worlds.
As she blearily opened her eyes, she found that the Inner Palace was empty. Although the first night had been full of people inquiring about her current condition, the next two days, she had practically become a forgotten person.
Your mother, what kind of fraudulent treatment was this!
She was starving to the point where she couldn’t even muster the energy to crawl. Shen Qingmei lifted a hand, staring at the swollen fingers that looked like they had been stung by a bee. She couldn’t help the urge to melt down her current body and reconstruct it—because how! could! she! be! this! fat!
“Someone, come! Someone!”
Her voice was weak and hoarse. After a while, a court eunuch finally arrived, walking at a pace that was neither slow or rushed. Seeing her awake, his cold face was not only unhappy but also carried with it some dislike.
“Your Highness, do you have a command?”
Shen Qingmei was hungry to the point of losing her head. She ignored the way how such an esteemed person like her had been reduced to such a sorry state, as well as the neglect this court eunuch had clearly demonstrated towards her. Raising a hand, she instructed, “Prepare me some food.”
“Yes.”
The young court eunuch made an affirming sound, then ran from the room as if escaping a plague. Those who worked in the Inner Palace never worked there for long.
Towards this kind of treatment, Shen Qingmei couldn’t help but shed an inner tear.
For a Crown Prince of a country to be so weak and useless, perhaps this body was the first of its kind.
Wait… wait!
According to the web novels she had read before, there were two types of transmigrations: transmigration of the body, and transmigration of the soul. Soul transmigrations encompassed three different categories. One was transmigrating into the opposite sex, one was transmigrating into the same sex, and the last was… switching bodies with the other person.
Shen Qingmei felt her lower body, and then breathed a sigh of relief. Although this body was referred to as a “Crown Prince”, she was actually transvestite dressed in male clothes. Thank god she wouldn’t need that terrible procedure to… change sex.
But since her soul had now transmigrated into this body, then what had happened to the original’s soul?
Was it dead…
…Or was Huangfu Chang’an, this incorrigible coward and good-for-nothing, inside her body right now? Was she… interlocked in bed with her precious Master, reaping the benefits that Shen Qingmei had worked so tirelessly for?!
Fuck! If it really was like that, then she would go mad for real!
This was something that she couldn’t endure, okay?!
