After Transmigrating as the Scumbag Alpha Supporting Character, I Captured the Female Lead (GL) - Chapter 3

The morning sunlight streamed through the windows, flickering between bright and dim.

When getting up, Rong Yang was unaccustomed to it and could only stand like a block of wood, letting them serve her by dressing her, combing her hair, and doing her makeup. After the maids put on her silver silk boots, they stepped aside.

According to the original owner’s memory, Rong Yang had barely left the residence after getting married two years ago, spending her days inside as if waiting to die. Her only pleasure was finding trouble with Su Yao…

One of the most idle princesses in the State of Yong.

That’s fine. She could just focus on lowering the female lead’s hatred value.

After her morning meal, Rong Yang went to the garden. It was early summer, with red flowers and green leaves, a beautiful sight.

She loved flowers, but in the real world, she spent the latter half of her life in a hospital and didn’t even have the chance to go out, feel the wind, or experience the flowers.

On the north side of the garden was a clear, emerald pool planted with many water lilies, and a row of willow trees grew along the water’s edge, creating a serene atmosphere.

In the pavilion, there was a rocking chair, which suited her perfectly. She ordered people to prepare some exquisite pastries, tea, and fruit, and began to enjoy the present moment of leisure.

She couldn’t rush the matter with the female lead.

But even if you don’t look for trouble, trouble will find you. Just like now—

As soon as she lay down, she saw Chunxi quickly walking toward her.

“Princess, the Fourth Princess Ronghua and Princess Qianshi are here to visit you.”

The Fourth Princess and Princess Qianshi?

Rong Yang recalled a passage in the original novel where the Fourth Princess and Qianshi specifically came to see her after she woke up.

“Bring them to the garden,” Rong Yang sat up.

“Yes.”

A moment later, a voice sounded from behind her.

“Fifth Sister!” Qianshi saw her from afar, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

Rong Yang turned around and saw a thirteen-year-old girl rushing over, dressed richly, with bright teeth and clear eyes, full of delight.

Qianshi hugged Rong Yang’s arm affectionately without asking: “Fifth Sister, long time no see. I heard you were sick.”

“You’re a young woman now; you should be more composed,” Rong Yang patted Qianshi’s head as she always did.

Qianshi blinked her big eyes: “But Fifth Sister isn’t just anyone! I’m very composed in front of outsiders.”

“You, I’ve had pastries prepared for you. Try them,” Rong Yang pointed to the plates of pastries on the stone bench.

“I’m not a child anymore; I don’t like small sweets like this. Fifth Sister hasn’t attended my birthday banquet for two years. Will you go this year?” Qianshi looked at her with anticipation.

“I’ll go this year.” Rong Yang truly didn’t want to crush the hope of such a young girl.

In the original owner’s memory, there were few people she could get along with, and Qianshi and Ronghua accounted for two of them. Every time Rong Yang saw the innocent, lively, and cheerful Qianshi, she felt a slight touch in her heart.

“I knew Fifth Sister was the best to me. I told you myself, so you wouldn’t refuse,” Qianshi laughed.

“How is it that when I personally came to invite you to my birthday banquet last year, you wouldn’t go?” The Fourth Princess Ronghua walked over, playfully scolding.

She wore a light yellow flowing dress, her black, smooth hair styled into a graceful bun with hairpins, highlighting her composure. Her fair complexion and light lip color revealed a gentle softness. The Qianyuan (Alpha) before her exuded a gentle aura.

“Ronghua, she’s a child. Why are you arguing with her?” A rare hint of a smile appeared in Rong Yang’s eyes.

Ronghua lightly assessed Rong Yang. She looked more spirited and healthier than before. It seemed she was fine.

“What did the Imperial Physician say? Why were you in a coma for two days?” Ronghua asked delicately.

“The Imperial Physician couldn’t diagnose a cause, only saying that everything is fine now,” Rong Yang gave the excuse she had prepared long ago.

Ronghua was a princess even more idle than Rong Yang in the book—she was meticulous, gentle, and loved researching food, drink, and entertainment. In the Emperor’s words, they both lacked proper conduct and didn’t do proper work.

“Father Emperor and Mother Empress heard you woke up and mentioned that they want you to visit the palace,” Ronghua took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the remaining pastry crumbs from Qianshi’s lips.

Rong Yang sighed softly. She just wanted to lay flat and be an idle princess in the residence, but now it seemed she couldn’t avoid seeing the people she needed to see.

“Alright then.”

“After all this time, do you still resent Father Emperor and Mother Empress?” Seeing her sigh, Ronghua asked casually.

Rong Yang was slightly stunned. Resent them?

Ronghua must be referring to the granted marriage at that time.

Because of the marriage, the original owner had also grown distant from her Father Emperor and Mother Empress. Later, her temper became even more violent, alienating everyone, which is why when Su Yao and the Third Princess secretly imprisoned her in the residence, no one was aware.

“I don’t resent them anymore. Perhaps they had reasons for why it had to be this way,” Rong Yang looked at the flower sea in front of her, enjoying the moment of peace.

Ronghua paused, her probing gaze lingering on Rong Yang.

“It’s good that you can think like this. For the past two years, you avoided seeing them, and the Empress was the most heartbroken. Now, after being in a coma for a few days, you seem somewhat different.”

Rong Yang froze, instinctively dodging the gaze.

No way! Is it that easy to expose me?

Feeling a bit guilty, she countered: “What’s different?”

“You would never have said something like ‘they had reasons for why it had to be this way’ before.” Ronghua said with relief: “It’s rare to hear.”

Rong Yang slightly relaxed, raised her eyes: “You said yourself, that was ‘before.’ People change.”

“You have indeed changed. You wouldn’t have said this before.”

“…”

“Qianshi, why are you eating everywhere? Mind your manners,” Rong Yang felt guilty and turned to Qianshi, feigning seriousness.

“Ah?” Qianshi looked down at the ground. Are there pastry crumbs?

…

“Since you are well, why don’t you join us for Second Imperial Uncle’s banquet tonight?” Ronghua gently sipped her clear tea, observing Rong Yang’s reaction.

“What kind of banquet is it?”

“Our Second Imperial Uncle, Prince Jing’an, specially hired a group of illusionists to entertain his favorite young daughter. They are staying at his residence and he said there would be a special performance tonight, sending word for us to attend.”

“It’s said that these illusionists are ever-changing and incredible—they can make living people disappear and reappear, and even swallow swords…”

A magic show?

These tricks are commonplace in the modern world. It wouldn’t hurt to go and see; staying alone is boring anyway. Judging by Ronghua’s tone, she seemed keen for her to attend.

Rong Yang: “You’ve made it sound so mysterious, so I’ll go see.”

“Good.” A hint of a smile appeared in Ronghua’s eyes. Getting Rong Yang to leave the residence was much more interesting than the magic show. Fearing Rong Yang might back out, she added: “Then hurry up and prepare.”

“Mmm.”

I should bring the female lead too. She hasn’t left the residence in a long time. This is a timely reason, and maybe it can even lower her hatred value!

Rong Yang stood up:

“Ronghua, wait for me here for a moment. I’m going to call Su Yao.”

Ronghua was stunned. Did I hear correctly?

“Qianshi, what did Rong Yang just say?”

Qianshi replied: “She said to bring Su Yao? Who is Su Yao?”

Later, Qianshi remembered that the woman Fifth Sister married was called Su Yao: “Didn’t they say they don’t get along?”

Ronghua watched Rong Yang’s retreating back, narrowing her eyes slightly.

“Miss, I’ll comb your hair for you.”

Lanxin stood behind Su Yao, picking up the red sandalwood comb from the table. In the sandalwood mirror, the beauty was full of worry; her delicate features could not hide the exhaustion in her eyes.

Looking at her Miss’s captivating beauty in the mirror, Lanxin felt a little unwilling. With her Miss’s looks, she should be matched with someone who loved and cherished her more, not that lunatic next door…

Su Yao’s finger paused while drawing her eyebrow. She suddenly lifted her eyelids. Something unsightly appeared in the mirror.

Rong Yang was standing by the screen, dressed in a red gown. Her long hair, tied up with a jade hairpin, was casually loose. She had a slender waist and long legs, and her expression and posture were as haughty as ever.

“Does the Princess Consort find it comfortable living here?” She leaned lightly against the screen and asked indifferently.

“Do you need something?” Su Yao asked sharply.

Rong Yang felt as if she had been stabbed by a sword…

She steadied herself and said mockingly: “What? Can’t I come here?”

“Hmph.” Su Yao’s slight cold laugh sounded particularly grating in the silent bedchamber.

“Come with me out of the residence.” Rong Yang snorted, giving an irresistible command.

Su Yao tightened her grip on the eyebrow pencil, glancing at Rong Yang. Out of the residence?

Is there something that can’t be resolved in the residence that requires leaving?

Perhaps sensing Su Yao’s doubt, Rong Yang said coldly:

“We are going with Ronghua to Prince Jing’an’s Residence for a banquet. I’ll give you half an hour. I’ll wait outside for you.”

“Do your duty as the Fifth Princess Consort.”

Rong Yang threw down her harsh words. The moment she turned to leave, she heard the sound of something snapping.

In broad daylight, an inexplicable cold sweat broke out on her back. This Su Yao is too scary. How did the other female lead, the Third Princess, manage to subdue this woman in the original book?

Half an hour later, Su Yao walked out, almost ignoring Rong Yang’s presence.

Outside Rong Yang’s residence, two carriages were already prepared.

Ronghua and Qianshi stood outside. Su Yao did not speak to them but walked straight toward a carriage.

Qianshi pouted: “What kind of person is that? She didn’t even come over to salute you, Fourth Sister.”

Ronghua held Qianshi’s hand and walked toward the other carriage, saying softly: “It’s fine.”

The relationship between Su Yao and Rong Yang was a karmic disaster, and the royal family had many such ill-fated relationships…

Besides Chunxi and Lanxin serving them, there were also two squads of guards escorting them.

In the magnificent and spacious carriage, Rong Yang sat down first, followed by Su Yao.

Su Yao was dressed in white, pure and elegant. Coupled with her exceptionally beautiful face, she was like the moon in a mirror or a flower in the water at this moment, impossible not to pity.

The carriage was silent. Only the occasional sound of the coachman driving came from outside…

An hour later…

Rong Yang couldn’t help but frown. Why isn’t it here yet? I was already uncomfortable, and now my whole body aches from sitting.

The carriage finally stopped, and the coachman’s voice came from outside the door:

“Princess, Princess Consort, we have arrived at Prince Jing’an’s Residence.”

Su Yao was the first to stand up, about to step out.

Suddenly, the carriage shook violently. Su Yao lost control and took two steps back. Before she could steady herself, there was another shake, and her whole body fell backward.

Rong Yang didn’t have time to react. Her body subconsciously stood up and leaned forward, catching the backward-falling Su Yao, shielding her tightly in her arms. Due to the inertia of gravity, Rong Yang’s entire back slammed against the back panel of the carriage.

Hiss, she sucked in a cold breath from the pain.

The carriage shook several more times before finally coming to a stop.

Su Yao landed securely in Rong Yang’s embrace. Her body, being held, was incredibly stiff. She was stunned and turned her head to look at the person behind her, who was frowning in pain.

Chunxi anxiously lifted the curtain and looked inside: “Princess, Princess Consort, are you alright?”

Su Yao snapped back to reality, quickly stood up, and stepped out of the carriage.

After Su Yao got out, Chunxi, looking anxious, went up to help Rong Yang.

“Princess, I will call the Imperial Physician right away.”

“Wait.” Rong Yang sat on the soft couch, taking a deep breath: “It’s fine, don’t make a fuss. We’ll talk about it back at the residence.”

“But your…”

“It’s fine.” Rong Yang stood up. She could still feel a sharp pain as she stretched.

The female lead is too heartless. If I hadn’t gone to support her, I wouldn’t have been hit so hard.

She just walked out without even giving me a hand.

Forget it, I owe her…

“Princess, Princess Consort, this servant deserves death.” The coachman knelt on the ground in terror, not knowing why the horse suddenly went mad.

“Step down,” Rong Yang said coldly.

The coachman wanted to say something else, but was unable to open his mouth under Rong Yang’s intimidating presence. Qianyuan (Alphas) naturally suppress Kunze (Omegas) and Zhongyong (Betas), especially a Superior Grade Qianyuan like her.

Chunxi whispered a few words into a guard’s ear in a spot Rong Yang couldn’t see. The coachman was never seen in front of Rong Yang again.

Ronghua and Qianshi’s carriage arrived shortly after. They were unaware of the accident that had just occurred. As they got off the carriage, they saw Rong Yang and Su Yao already waiting.

“Let’s go,” Ronghua said softly.

Prince Jing’an’s Residence, with its black tiles and white walls, seemed endless and exceptionally grand. Even the door plaque was made of gold, inlaid with jade.

As the four people walked into the residence, they immediately drew a lot of attention, especially Rong Yang and Su Yao, walking side-by-side, beautiful as a painting.

Since almost all the attendees were imperial relatives and nobles, many people instantly noticed Rong Yang, who had not shown her face for a long time.