After Transmigrating as the Scumbag Alpha Supporting Character, I Captured the Female Lead (GL) - Chapter 8

After returning to the residence, Rong Yang ordered the guards to transplant the Xifu Begonia tree in front of the garden pavilion. By lying inside the pavilion, she could admire the beautiful tree whenever she wished.

“Has there been anything unusual with the Princess Consort lately?” Rong Yang adjusted her sleeves and asked out of habit.

“Yesterday, the Princess Consort took a servant girl as her personal maid,” Xia Qing reported. “That servant was originally serving in the inner courtyard, but she was caught stealing, beaten, and thrown into the stables.”

Rong Yang raised an eyebrow slightly. “What is her name?”

“Banjian.”

Rong Yang was surprised. Banjian came from the Princess’s own residence?

She only remembered from the book that Banjian was an orphan. On a freezing winter night, while she was starving and shivering, the female lead saw her plight and gave her a bowl of hot porridge. Afterward, the two supported each other, and Banjian made up her mind to recognize Su Yao as her sole master.

This character appeared throughout the second half of the novel and was one of the key contributors to Su Yao’s successful rise. She was intensely loyal, but she also harbored certain improper desires for the female lead.

So she originated from the Princess’s Residence. No wonder she succeeded; a minor character like Banjian was rarely noticed, and she likely had mapped out the entire residence in secret. No wonder her future framing of the Princess’s Residence was so precise every time.

However, Rong Yang remembered this person wasn’t supposed to appear for another two months. Had it been moved up?

“I will have dinner with the Princess Consort,” Rong Yang ordered.

“Yes.”

At dinner.

Rong Yang’s expression was indifferent. She was born with a naturally romantic set of features, and her hair was draped loosely behind her, still slightly damp. Her appetite was quite good; she tasted almost every dish. When something was delicious, her brow would visibly relax; when something wasn’t to her taste, she would frown slightly.

She completely failed to notice Su Yao, sitting beside her, clenching her fists and gritting her teeth. Su Yao’s dark eyes contained endless hatred, staring unblinkingly at the Alpha who was currently eating.

“Why aren’t you eating?” Rong Yang looked up. Because they were sitting a bit apart, she hadn’t noticed Su Yao’s mood; she only saw that Su Yao wasn’t moving her chopsticks and felt somewhat displeased.

“Not hungry.” Su Yao looked up, her gloomy and sinister hatred manifesting in fantasies of how to strangle the woman before her over and over again.

Rong Yang felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her; she almost shivered from the cold.

“Then you’d better not be hungry for every meal. From today onwards, you must come to the dining hall to accompany this Princess for all three meals every day,” Rong Yang’s cold voice echoed through the hall.

At the same time, a Hatred Value appeared above Su Yao’s head. The number was climbing bit by bit… 78, 79…

What’s going on?

What happened now?

How did the Hatred Value suddenly spike so much for no reason!

Su Yao’s lips were pulled into a straight line. “Do I have to be so blunt? Looking at you makes me lose my appetite.”

Beside them, Chunxi and Xia Qing’s faces darkened simultaneously. To them, anyone who harmed Rong Yang was guilty.

Rong Yang’s pupils contracted, and her heart felt as if it had been pricked, but more than that, she felt immense confusion.

Since returning from the Su Residence, she had clearly felt the female lead’s attitude towards her improving slightly. Although still cold, she didn’t seem as repulsed by her. How is it that after not seeing each other for a few days, the hatred in the female lead’s eyes had intensified, even carrying a faint murderous intent!

Not knowing the situation, Rong Yang could only steady her mind and maintain her persona. She gritted her teeth and spoke:

“Presumptuous! You dare speak to me like that?”

She spoke indignantly, looking down at Su Yao with a sneer. She suddenly stood up and yanked the tablecloth; various bowls, chopsticks, and ceramics shattered upon impact. The ear-piercing, loud crash made the servants inside and outside the door tremble in unison.

Rong Yang approached Su Yao, leaning down with a frigid gaze. “Get out. Even if you don’t want to eat, you must come every day!”

Su Yao pressed her lips together tightly, so hard that they turned an unnatural white. She clenched her hands until her fingernails dug deep into her palms, but the stabs of pain could not calm her down.

“Is playing with me fun? Rong Yang.”

“What do you mean?”

Su Yao stared at her deathly. “Why did you hurt Lanxin? Is hurting me alone not enough for you?”

Rong Yang’s brow furrowed slightly as she asked coldly, “What nonsense are you talking about?”

Su Yao hated her—that hatred was laced with desperate murderous intent.

Kill her.

I must kill her!

Rong Yang instinctively wanted to step back because the female lead’s gaze looked too much like a sharp, bone-chilling blade.

Didn’t they say I had a year?

What exactly happened?

Su Yao looked straight at Rong Yang. “Why did you hurt Lanxin? Why do you torture me like this? If you have a problem, come at me!”

Countless doubts rushed into Rong Yang’s mind. She roughly understood Su Yao’s meaning—something had happened to Lanxin? She had to clear up this misunderstanding as quickly as possible; she couldn’t let the female lead continue hating her like this!

Ignoring the fine sweat on her forehead, she wanted to explain: “I didn’t…”

But a sensation of paralysis washed over her. Rong Yang quickly shut her mouth. I’m not even allowed to explain?

Rong Yang’s red lips parted in a mocking sneer. “I hurt her? Is she even worthy? In my eyes, she is worthless and not worth a second glance from me.”

“Hmph, stop pretending!” Su Yao jeered. “Lanxin is already lying in the Fanghua Palace. Isn’t this exactly what you wanted to see?”

“I don’t want to talk to an irrational fool.” Rong Yang’s eyes were cold and sharp as she walked out. “Princess Consort, stay here and reflect on yourself.”

The heavy doors slammed shut, cutting off the view of the person inside. Rong Yang’s body felt weak, as if she had been drained of energy.

Inside the room, Su Yao collapsed to the floor. She closed her eyes in despair, hiding the surging emotions within. Two lines of clear tears flowed silently from the corners of her eyes. She hated herself, and she hated Rong Yang even more!

An hour passed.

Chunxi returned to the study to report: “Princess.”

“Speak!”

“Someone was privately torturing Lanxin in an abandoned courtyard in the northwest corner… She has multiple whip wounds on her body… She is still unconscious.”

“Who was it?” Rong Yang flared up immediately. Someone actually dared to carry out private torture in the Princess’s Residence?

“Initial suspicion falls on Chen Ping, who guards that courtyard,” Chunxi said fearfully. “However, he refuses to admit it.”

“Tell Xia Qing to leave him with one breath left.”

“Yes.” Chunxi added, “Lanxin is seriously injured and unconscious. I have already arranged for Imperial Physician Li to go there.”

“Tell Imperial Physician Li to use every possible means to save her. If she can’t save her, she doesn’t need to leave the Princess’s Residence ever again.”

Rong Yang prayed in her heart: Lanxin, you must not die. If something happens to you, I will never be able to clear my name.

“Also, send four people to guard Lanxin. No one is allowed to approach except for Imperial Physician Li.”

“As for the Princess Consort’s side, increase the guards. No one is allowed to get close.”

“Yes.” Chunxi went to make the arrangements immediately.

Rong Yang sat slumped in her chair, her mind in a mess. Was this an accident?

In the original book, after Lanxin was sent to the servants’ quarters by the original owner, she wasn’t released until the day the female lead and the Third Princess successfully conspired to divorce the original owner. She hadn’t expected that by bringing Lanxin out early this time, she would cause her to suffer such a great calamity! Sigh!

With the plot changed like this, who could she even complain to? This role was too difficult—and the Hatred Value even dropped “surprises” by increasing!

She wasn’t allowed to explain, yet she had been at the flower market all day…

Rong Yang sighed deeply.

In any case, she had to investigate thoroughly first.