Transmigrated as a Love-Obsessed Scumbag Villainess (GL) - Chapter 3

Everything was different from what Wang Yaoshuang had imagined. Her heart grew increasingly confused and anxious, afraid that the Prince of Yingchuan would tear off his mask the next second and coldly scold her for being delusional; or that after she mentioned what needed to be prepared, the Prince of Yingchuan would present her with a malicious “surprise.”

This was not groundless paranoia or malicious speculation. The Prince of Yingchuan had done such a thing before, which had terrified her into passing out, followed by a three-day fever.

Whenever the nightmare surfaced in her mind, she felt restless and weak, as if all her energy had been drained, leaving her dizzy and unable to maintain a stable, poised stance.

Wang Yaoshuang, feeling a faint tightness in her chest and shortness of breath, regretted her rash decision to come and see Zhao Shangrong.

But… that wasn’t right. Those incidents had not yet occurred. Those were things the future Prince of Yingchuan would do.

Wang Yaoshuang’s gaze quickly swept over Zhao Shangrong’s feminine face once more.

If only this face hadn’t been ruined…

Thinking this, Wang Yaoshuang tried to steady herself, slowly regulating her breathing.

While waiting for her answer, Zhao Shangrong did not show the slightest hint of impatience. Instead, she seemed to genuinely believe this was a matter that required careful consideration.

A moment later, Wang Yaoshuang replied, “This concubine would not dare trouble Your Highness. This concubine will properly arrange everything.”

Zhao Shangrong was delighted.

She remembered that in the original work, the Prince of Yingchuan despised the Princess Consort, leading the servants to also look down on and neglect this mistress. So, she adopted an authoritative posture and ordered the maidservant, saying, “From now on, all the internal affairs of the residence shall be managed by the Princess Consort. There is no need to consult this Prince first.”

I’ve handed over the household finances to the female lead; surely the male lead can rest assured and let me be a carefree prince now, right?

The maidservant was utterly shaken and managed to blurt out: “Yes, Your Highness!”

Wang Yaoshuang, the mistress in question, failed to maintain her facial composure, staring blankly at Zhao Shangrong, seemingly never expecting him to delegate authority to her.

Did this happen in the previous life?

Events were becoming increasingly confusing. Wang Yaoshuang felt exhausted, and her already weak body finally couldn’t hold up and began to sway.

Zhao Shangrong, standing opposite her, quickly pulled the person into her arms, concerned: “What’s wrong with you?”

She was fine when she arrived, but she almost fainted after only two sentences. If word gets out that I bullied the female lead, how unfairly I’ll be judged!

“Your Highness, this concubine is fine,” Wang Yaoshuang pressed one hand against her temple and unconsciously gripped Zhao Shangrong’s sash with the other to prevent herself from collapsing completely.

When she realized the intimacy of the posture she was being held in, she stiffened uncomfortably.

Zhao Shangrong muttered to herself: Is the Feng Shui of this Prince of Yingchuan’s Residence bad? I felt unwell after transmigrating, and Wang Yaoshuang almost fainted… Does the residence specifically suppress us?

Although Zhao Shangrong was also uncomfortable, she still had the strength to support Wang Yaoshuang.

She looked at the still-shocked maidservants and said coldly, “What are you staring at? Can’t you see the Princess Consort is unwell? Go and fetch the Chief Court Physician!”

“Yes, Your Highness!” The maidservants scattered in a flurry, rushing to call for help.

Zhao Shangrong helped Wang Yaoshuang into the side hall to sit down and await the arrival of the Chief Court Physician.

The Chief Court Physician was an official subordinate to the Prince and lived within the residence, so he arrived quickly.

When he came, he saw the Princess Consort, who had been neglected in the rear courtyard these past two days and had received no favor, actually nestled in the arms of the Prince. The Prince’s clothes were disheveled, suggesting something had happened between them.

The Chief Court Physician’s imagination ran wild, fabricating a drama: The Prince originally disliked the Princess Consort, who was three years his senior and had a broken engagement, and thus constantly ignored his new wife. But the Prince accidentally stumbled upon the beautiful Princess Consort and was instantly captivated, forcing himself upon her, which startled the already frail Princess Consort…

He indulged in his gossip internally, yet dared not betray any disrespectful gaze.

Seeing someone arrive, Zhao Shangrong stood up and moved aside… If she didn’t step away soon, their bodies might seize up.

She had held Wang Yaoshuang purely out of instinct, only later remembering she was wearing a disguise and worrying that Wang Yaoshuang might discover her female identity if she got too close. Wang Yaoshuang, on the other hand, had never been held in such an intimate posture, especially by the notoriously harsh and brutal Prince of Yingchuan. She worried that rashly rejecting his kindness would anger him.

Wang Yaoshuang was not entirely powerless. Once Zhao Shangrong seized the chance to back away, her body relaxed, and she leaned weakly against the armrest.

The Chief Court Physician completed the procedures of diagnosis (“Inspection, Auscultation/Olfaction, Interrogation, and Palpation”), and, having reached a conclusion, said: “This is a constitutional frailty the Princess Consort has carried since birth. Symptoms such as dizziness and blurred vision are easily triggered by surges of energy/blood, stress, excessive worry, and anxiety. Therefore, as long as she maintains a peaceful mind, clears her thoughts, and…”

His gaze darted between the two, unsure if he should caution the Prince to be mindful of the Consort’s health. In the end, the Prince’s historical image of volatility made him hold his tongue: “…Generally, there will be no serious harm.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Shangrong assumed that her sudden decision to hand over the internal affairs to Wang Yaoshuang was the cause of her excessive worry.

She thought: Was I too hasty? It seems I must proceed step-by-step.

He said, “It was this Prince’s thoughtlessness to hand over these matters to you immediately after your marriage. There is no need to rush into managing the internal affairs. Take your time!”

Wang Yaoshuang: “…”

Ah, so that’s why the Prince was suddenly so generous as to grant me full authority over the internal affairs? It really was because he was still drunk and hadn’t sobered up!

Now that he was sober, he began to regret it and used this situation as an excuse to backtrack.

The Prince’s character was not too far removed from the one she was familiar with, which reassured her slightly—if a person’s behavior deviated too much from their previous pattern, she would instead suspect the Prince was hatching an even more terrifying plot.

Today’s events deviated from her memories of the previous life. She supposed it was because in the previous life, she had never proactively sought out the Prince of Yingchuan on such a day.

That’s right, she held a secret she couldn’t tell anyone—she had been reborn.

She had been reborn to the eve of her marriage to the Prince of Yingchuan. Because she wasn’t sure if it was a dream or if she had truly returned to the past, she had been living in a daze these past few days.

It was only when the wedding details overlapped with her memories of the previous life that she became utterly certain she had been reborn.

It was just that she had been reborn too late. Recalling everything she had witnessed in the past life, if she had a choice, she wouldn’t want to relive that tragedy. Regrettably, the timing of her rebirth was not up to her. Her marriage to the Prince of Yingchuan was set and could not be changed.

Accepting reality, she quickly concluded that since Heaven allowed her to be reborn on the eve of their marriage, it must be a sign.

Does this timing hold any special significance?

Wang Yaoshuang pondered deeply, regretting that in her past life, she had feared the Prince of Yingchuan and, for self-preservation, hardly ever went near him unless absolutely necessary. As a result, her knowledge of the Prince of Yingchuan was limited only to the outrageous and anger-inducing things he did.

Yet, there is no medicine for regret in the world… No, wait. Did Heaven let me be reborn to give me a chance to regret?

Wang Yaoshuang quickly recalled that before they married, there were no rumors of the Prince of Yingchuan’s jealousy, and after she married in, she hadn’t seen any maids whose faces had been ruined.

She realized the crux of the issue: the Prince of Yingchuan was not yet disfigured at this time. So, while his temperament was brutal, he hadn’t yet reached the point of harming people out of jealousy for those more beautiful than him!

So when did the Prince of Yingchuan become disfigured?

It happened after their marriage, when the Prince of Yingchuan went into the palace to pay respects to his birth mother, Consort Yun. Consort Yun, in the throes of a fit of madness, slashed the Prince’s face, disfiguring him. Although the Chief Imperial Physician personally applied medicine at the time, for unknown reasons, the wound festered and slowly damaged his entire face. When the injury finally healed, it left a large scar.

From then on, the Prince of Yingchuan also became crazed, much like his birth mother, Consort Yun.

Consort Yun’s madness was intermittent; she was lucid most of the time and only occasionally suffered fits. But the Prince of Yingchuan was different; his mentality became completely twisted. He suffered, and therefore he wanted others to suffer his pain as well, taking pleasure in it.

Wang Yaoshuang was thankful that in her previous life, because she was newly married into the residence, she was extremely cautious and paid close attention to the Prince of Yingchuan’s schedule, knowing he entered the palace on the fifth day.

Counting on her fingers, that was the day after tomorrow.

But how could she persuade the Prince of Yingchuan not to go to the palace?

Wang Yaoshuang quickly thought of using the “return visit” to change the Prince of Yingchuan’s itinerary.

In the previous life, because the Prince of Yingchuan had failed to appear for the welcoming ceremony and the ritual bow, Wang Yaoshuang did not hold out hope that he would accompany her on her return visit. Sure enough, on the day of the return visit, the Prince of Yingchuan used the excuse of going to the palace and let her go alone.

By rite, they should have entered the palace on the third day after the wedding. However, the Prince of Yingchuan claimed to be unwell that day and did not accompany her. She entered the palace alone to pay respects to the Empress and the noble ladies, including Consort Yun.

On the day she was supposed to return home, the Prince of Yingchuan went to the palace instead, and she again returned to her family home alone.

Wang Yaoshuang was unsure whether the Prince would agree to accompany her if she asked him personally, but she had to try.

While the current Prince of Yingchuan hadn’t yet become a maniac, she wanted to try making a different choice than in the previous life to see if the future could be changed.

—She felt no affection for the Prince of Yingchuan, nor pity, only compassion for the innocent women whose lives were ruined by him, and the innocent people who lost their lives or were forced to flee their homes when the Yan army invaded.

Therefore, her desire to change the future was not to save the Prince of Yingchuan, but because she felt that Heaven giving her a chance to regret might be hoping she could use her status as Princess Consort to do something for those innocents.

Choosing a path different from her previous life yielded an obvious result: the Prince did not refuse to accompany her on her return visit, and even let her arrange everything.

Suddenly, Wang Yaoshuang remembered that they were supposed to enter the palace today. I wonder if Consort Yun is lucid today…

Author’s Note:

Chief Court Physician: Ah, what a dramatic scene of forceful seduction and coerced love!

Prince: ???