After Transmigrating as a Disabled Villain - Chapter 1

“Qin Chu—”

An incomplete whisper by her ear made Qin Chu open her eyes. The first thing she saw was a heavy bed curtain and the dim yellow glow of candlelight.

She froze for a moment, feeling as if she had just been fished out of a swimming pool—wet, heavy, and feverish in the head.

“Qin Chu—”

The broken murmur, so close at hand, made Qin Chu turn her head toward the pillow beside her.

Beneath the faintly swaying candlelight, she finally saw the person lying on the bed.

The woman’s gaze was hazy, as though filled with tides. Her brows and eyes were as picturesque as a painting, her expression dazed and entranced.

She was dressed like an ancient woman: exquisite and alluring.

Qin Chu stared blankly.

What was going on? Wasn’t she sleeping in her dorm room?

Who was this beauty in ancient clothing?

She pinched the back of her own hand with a little force. It felt a little numb, but it actually didn’t hurt!

Was she dreaming?

She had been single for twenty years. She never expected she would be so lonely that she would even have this kind of dream. This was way too embarrassing.

Qin Chu covered her face.

Oh heavens. She liked it so much.

At this moment, the woman seemed dissatisfied with her daze. She looked straight over and reached out, gently hooking her arms around Qin Chu’s neck.

A soft, slow breath brushed past Qin Chu’s ear, making her breathing suddenly quicken.

The woman tilted her head slightly and leaned closer. “Qin Chu, help me—”

Qin Chu’s breathing hitched. She raised a brow. “How do you want me to help you?”

The woman’s eyes were tinged red, her dark brows lightly furrowed, as though she were desperately restraining the last thread of reason before losing control.

Her lips slowly pressed into a line. Then she closed her eyes, and a tear rolled from the corner of her eye, dampening her fan-like lashes.

Fragile. Bewitching.

Qin Chu lost herself for a moment and lowered her head.

Who cared whether it was shameful or not? It was a dream anyway. In her own dream, she called the shots.

She also closed her eyes and kissed the woman’s lips.

Soft, slightly cool, like the first bite of jelly she had taken when she was little.

Delicious, tempting, wrapping around all five senses and making one sink into it.

The beauty in her arms trembled lightly and hugged Qin Chu’s waist tightly.

A sudden pain came from her back. The woman’s fingernails were being naughty.

A trace of unease flashed quickly through Qin Chu’s mind, but it vanished too fast for her to examine it closely.

She lifted her head slightly, her fingers hooking beneath the woman’s chin.

The woman slowly opened her eyes. The depths of her gaze were dark, without a trace of clarity, as if she had no idea what time or place this was.

“How could once be enough?”

Qin Chu chuckled softly, her tone frivolous.

The woman pursed her lips, looking completely lost. A red flush spread everywhere—her cheeks, her ears.

Qin Chu lowered her head again, leaned close to the woman’s ear, and said in a low voice, “We’re still far from done…”

She had been single for twenty years. Although her practical experience was zero, her theoretical knowledge was full marks.

Those fantasies she knew of but had never tried were perfect for slowly testing out.

She tested them until the beauty’s eyes faintly reddened and she no longer dared to meet her gaze.

She tested them until the beauty trembled again and again, her rounded nails leaving scratch marks on Qin Chu’s back.

She tested them until the woman’s entire body…

It was like a paintbrush soaked with watercolor, accidentally flinging red pigment from its tip onto jade-white skin, staining it with scattered, disorderly patches of red.

The night breeze was gentle. The moonlight was seductive. Stars filled the sky, flickering brilliantly, enough to make one’s soul turn upside down.

“Miss, Miss, wake up. The boat has docked.”

Qin Chu groggily opened her eyes and saw a plump young girl dressed like a little maid from a historical drama.

Only after the little maid helped her get dressed and washed up did Qin Chu belatedly react.

She seemed to have transmigrated! Either that, or the dream still hadn’t ended.

After pinching herself hard and nearly crying from the pain, Qin Chu sighed.

Transmigration was fine, but at least leave her the original owner’s memories!

Now this was great. She knew nothing at all, completely blind in both eyes. If she slipped up, would she be treated like some ghost or monster and captured?

“Miss, why aren’t you saying anything? This servant already told you, since it was your first time drinking, just tasting it would have been enough. But you insisted on not listening and drank an entire pot in one go…”

The little maid kept nagging, her tone full of worry.

Qin Chu took a while to recover, then turned to look at the bed. Last night, she seemed to have had an indescribable dream.

The bed was no longer messy. The brocade quilt was folded neatly. The bedsheet—hm? Where was the bedsheet?

“Where’s the bedsheet?”

The little maid froze. “That’s right, where did the bedsheet go? Could it be that after you drank too much, Miss, you sleepwalked and threw it into the river? Aiya, luckily you’re all right.”

In the future, she absolutely couldn’t let Miss drink too much again. Last night, not only had Miss lost her composure in front of so many people, she had even fallen down. After sleeping, she had even thrown away the boatman’s bedsheet.

Qin Chu frowned. Sleepwalking?

She suddenly thought of something and directly undid her clothes. “My back hurts a little. Take a look and see what’s wrong.”

The little maid hurriedly examined her. In the next instant, she cried out, “Aiya! Miss, did you go out and fight someone last night? Who scratched up your back like this?”

Qin Chu’s heart sank.

The bedsheet had probably been taken away by someone.

Then that probably hadn’t been a dream…

Last night, it seemed she had done something incredible…

When she walked out of the room, Qin Chu froze again.

Why did it feel as if every step she took was uneven, one foot deep and one foot shallow?

After studying it for a while, she silently shut down inside.

Fine, transmigration was transmigration. But why did one of her legs have to be lame too? Was this definitely not a prank?

After getting off the boat, they hadn’t walked far before arriving outside a residence.

Qin Chu looked up. Above the gate were two large characters: Qin Manor.

The little maid supported her back to her room. Qin Chu asked a few indirect questions.

Facing the mirror and looking at the person who looked almost exactly like herself, Qin Chu let out a long sigh.

The original owner was also called Qin Chu. Same name, same appearance, except her left leg was lame.

She was no longer the modern university student Qin Chu. She had become the daughter of Jiuqu County’s richest man: Master Qin, a wine merchant. The eldest young miss of the Qin family.

Wait a minute.

Qin Chu suddenly remembered that before she had gone to sleep in the dorm, her roommate had been shouting about an infuriating novel she had found. The disabled main villain inside had the exact same name as her.

Disabled! And the exact same name!

Qin Chu cracked.

Could it be that she had transmigrated into that infuriating novel? But she hadn’t even read that novel yet!

She was doomed. Right now, all she knew was that she was the big villain. She knew absolutely nothing about the plot. This was fatal. Villains usually never had good endings!

At the doorway, the plump little maid walked in with a food tray. “Miss, eat something first to fill your stomach, then drink a bowl of hangover soup. In the future, you absolutely mustn’t drink so much again. The county school starts tomorrow…”

The little maid chattered as she set out the food.

Qin Chu listened until her vision almost went dark. This was the original owner’s head maid. Her name was Guanzi, and she took care of Qin Chu’s food, clothing, and daily life.

Guanzi.

Hehe. Miss Qin really was a genius at naming.

She waved her hand. “My head hurts a little. My mind is all muddled, and I can’t remember anything. Come here.”

Guanzi hurriedly put down the bowl and chopsticks. “Miss, does your head hurt badly? This servant will go call a doctor right away. We can’t let you fall ill.”

“No need to call a doctor. Come here. Whatever I ask, you answer.”

Qin Chu questioned her carefully again and learned that the Qin family’s relationships were simple. Qin’s mother had passed away early, and Master Qin had never remarried. At present, he was away doing business.

The original owner also had an elder brother. Although the little maid phrased things tactfully, it was not hard to infer that Young Master Qin was an idle good-for-nothing who spent his days seeking pleasure.

As for the original owner, the little maid almost praised her to the heavens.

“Miss, you are unrivaled in bravery.”

“Miss, your aura is invincible.”

“Miss, you have beaten everyone in the whole county without a single opponent.”

The corner of Qin Chu’s mouth twitched.

Confirmed. The original owner was also an idle good-for-nothing—and a fiend everyone feared. No wonder she could be called the great villain.

Early the next morning, Qin Chu was helped into a carriage by Guanzi, who said the academy was starting.

That’s right. Although Miss Qin was physically disabled, her will was strong. She had spent a large sum of money to study at the county school.

The carriage stopped outside the county school. Qin Chu lifted the curtain and saw Guanzi kneeling on the ground, bending her body and trying hard to keep her back straight.

Qin Chu’s foot shifted to the side.

Now she knew why the original owner brought Guanzi out. So this was another use for her.

“Get up. Help me down.”

Guanzi said aggrievedly, “Miss, do you dislike this servant now? In the past, this servant always served as your little stool.”

The corner of Qin Chu’s eye twitched. “No need from now on. I suddenly feel that a small stool is sturdier. You are this young miss’s head maid, so you represent this young miss’s dignity. Of course I can’t use you as a stool anymore. Stand up straight.”

At her words, Guanzi nearly cried. “Miss, you don’t need me anymore. But this servant doesn’t know how to do anything else.”

She only had this one use.

Oh, there was also one other use. Whenever Miss wanted to teach someone a lesson, Guanzi would directly roll up her sleeves and charge forward without the slightest hesitation.

Qin Chu sighed. “Look around. How many young misses use their maids as stools?”

She had seen it clearly. The people getting down from the other carriages were either helped down by maids or used small stools.

Just as she said that, they saw a splendidly dressed young girl step onto her own maid’s back and get down from her carriage.

Guanzi immediately said, “Who says there aren’t any? Young Miss Cousin is just like you, Miss.”

Just as imposing as their young miss.

Young Miss Cousin’s surname was Chen, and her name was Chen Xia. When she saw Qin Chu, her eyes lit up, and she quickly walked over.

Qin Chu quietly asked Guanzi, “Who is this? What do I usually call her?”

Guanzi had already accepted that her young miss had forgotten some things because she had drunk too much. Miss had said to keep it a secret, lest outsiders find out and gossip that Miss’s brain had gone bad.

She silently summarized everything and came to the conclusion that Miss was too lazy to explain, and also felt that it would be too embarrassing if news spread that she had gotten muddleheaded from drinking. So they absolutely could not let outsiders know.

Guanzi lowered her voice and said, “That is your second elder cousin, Chen Xia. Miss, you usually call her Cousin. Young Miss Cousin has the best relationship with you.” She was also Miss’s only close female friend.

As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Xia had already arrived in front of them.

Qin Chu calmly called out, “Cousin.”

Chen Xia happily linked arms with Qin Chu and said with a gossip-filled expression, “Cousin Qin, have you heard? Last night, the county magistrate’s daughter, Qiu Jinning, was actually stumped by a matching couplet. They say not only did she fail to answer it, she even felt so embarrassed that she went straight into hiding.”

Author’s Note:

Quietly starting a new story, lalala. Don’t go away—the second update is arriving on the battlefield soon~