Transmigrated as a villainous woman, she emptied the entire capital and went into exile while pregnant. - Chapter 3

“Enough!” Madam Yang scolded her daughter. “Ning’er, apologize to your Third Sister-in-law!”

Under her mother’s repeated commands, Xiao Xiuning finally gave in.
“Mother Consort, please don’t be angry. I’ll apologize, isn’t that enough?”

Her father and two elder brothers were already gone—she could not afford to lose her mother as well.

“I… I’m sorry.”

Yun Zhaoxue curved her brows slightly, her fox-like eyes flashing with a trace of cunning.
“Fourth Sister, recognizing one’s mistakes and correcting them is a great virtue. Mother Consort, please don’t blame her anymore—your health is what matters most.”

Xiao Xiuning barely suppressed the urge to roll her eyes.
“Bootlicker.”

At that moment, Yang Shi’s fifth son, Xiao Xuanwu, dragged an elderly physician inside.

Panting heavily, he said, “Mother Consort, Mother Consort—the doctor, I’ve brought the doctor!”

The servants of the manor had gone to fetch physicians, but once they heard it was the Northern Suppression Prince’s residence, none dared to come.
Xiao Xuanwu had run all over the city before finally catching hold of this old doctor.

The doctor first took Yang Shi’s pulse.
“The Princess Consort’s pulse is deep and sluggish. Her liver qi is stagnant, caused by excessive worry and emotional distress. She must rest and regulate her mood. If the stagnation continues, it may become a serious illness and even endanger her life. I’ll prescribe a remedy for her.”

The doctor went to the table and wrote out a prescription.

However, ingredients like ginseng, lingzhi, musk, and rhinoceros horn were all extremely expensive. Gathering everything on the list would cost several hundred taels of silver.

But the manor had already been emptied out by the former owner. Forget several hundred taels—even a few dozen taels were beyond reach.

Yang Shi asked the doctor to replace it with a more ordinary prescription.

The doctor wrote another prescription, and after that, he was escorted out.

Xiao Xiuning glared angrily at Yun Zhaoxue.
“Yun Zhaoxue, this is all your fault! You vicious woman! If it weren’t for you, my mother wouldn’t have been angered into illness, we wouldn’t be unable to afford a doctor, and she wouldn’t have to take such poor medicine! You calamity-bringer!”

Yun Zhaoxue pushed away the finger pointing at her.
“I’ll find a way to get the manor’s belongings back.”

Xiao Xiuning pointed toward the door.
“Then go get them now! Hurry up and go!”

Yang Shi anxiously sat up in bed and began coughing violently.
“Cough… cough… Ning’er, when your Third Sister-in-law was in trouble at the manor, she was still willing to keep the child. We should be grateful to her. Be more polite. Money is an external possession—if we lose it, so be it.”

Then she turned to Yun Zhaoxue.
“Xue’er, go back and rest. Don’t take Ning’er’s words to heart. Focus on nurturing the pregnancy—leave the rest alone.”

“I’ll follow Mother Consort’s instructions and return to rest,” Yun Zhaoxue replied.

After returning to her room and bolting the door, Yun Zhaoxue tried to open the space with her mind. A burst of white light flashed, and she entered her mental carry-on space from her previous life.

A spirit spring surged down from the mountain, forming a clear emerald pool at its base. The water was crystal-clear, revealing the green stones and aquatic plants beneath.

Rare medicinal herbs filled the area—Purple Spirit Ginseng for stopping bleeding, Jade Marrow Lingzhi for detoxification, Netherdream Flowers for nourishing the soul…

Not far away stood a large villa.

• The first floor was a garage and storage area.

• The second floor housed a medical laboratory.

• The third floor was private living space.

• The fourth floor stored daily necessities.

• The fifth floor contained various weapons, firearms, and ammunition.

With a single thought, she could retrieve anything inside.

She scooped up some spirit spring water and drank a couple of mouthfuls—it tasted exactly the same as in her previous life.

The effects were immediate. Her body felt light and comfortable, and the many wounds on her body healed at a visible speed.

She entered the villa and checked the supplies—everything was still there.

Wonderful!!!

With this space in hand, she might not be able to run rampant, but protecting herself would no longer be a problem.

After leaving the space, her stomach let out a loud gurgle. She was starving.

She took out two bottles of milk and some bread from the space, sniffed them to confirm they hadn’t expired, and ate.

Halfway through, she suddenly sensed something was wrong.

As a commandery princess, she should have personal maids attending her at all times.

She quickly searched the former owner’s memories.

The original host had entrusted her dowry, the assets of the Northern Suppression Prince’s residence, and her two personal maids to her maternal family, the Yunyang Marquis Estate.

She had planned to elope with Shen Yan to Jiangnan, settle down first, and then send word for them to bring the dowry and come serve her.

In the original story, after the former host was violated, she went mad for a period of time and was later exiled. The dowry was never retrieved.

The Yunyang Marquis family were predators who swallowed people whole—they had long planned to embezzle the assets and dowry.

Today, they would sell her two maids into a brothel.

At first, the two maids refused to receive clients and were tortured until they were barely human. In order to survive, they were forced to submit.

Later, when enemy forces invaded the capital, the two were captured and taken north as slaves.

After many twists and turns, they returned to serve the original host again. She brainwashed them into selling their bodies to gather intelligence and relay messages to the male lead.

When their spying was exposed, the original host pushed them out as scapegoats.

The two maids willingly went to their deaths.

Such loyal servants—if she saved them now, she’d gain two powerful aides.

The original host’s scumbag father, the Yunyang Marquis, and her stepmother Wang Shi were no better.

Back then, the Marquis estate was almost stripped of its title and reduced to near poverty, maintaining only a single residence for appearances.

It was only because a Grand Princess married into the family with an extravagant dowry stretching ten li that the marquisate was preserved.

In the book, the original host never recovered her dowry, benefiting the marquis estate instead.

This lifetime, that absolutely would not happen.

She ordered a carriage to be prepared and headed for the marquis estate.

Lifting the curtain, she curiously observed the bustling streets outside. Real ancient marketplaces were nothing like television dramas.

The Great Zhou Dynasty’s economy was flourishing, and the capital, Shengjing, was the most prosperous city of all—streets teeming with life.

On the stone-paved roads, people came and went. Hawkers carrying shoulder poles shook rattles, while vendors selling flatbread shouted loud enough to carry half a street away:
“Fresh flatbread—hot flatbread!”

In teahouses, storytellers slammed their wooden blocks—pa!—after delivering a dramatic climax.

“Bravo! Bravo!” the audience applauded loudly.

On the street, performers clanged their gongs—clang clang clang!—drawing crowds instantly.

If not for urgent business, she would have gotten out to stroll around.

As the carriage turned onto another street, people were all discussing the same incident.

“Early this morning, the magistrate’s office received a report—someone spotted signs of a flower-picking thief. The Prefect immediately sent men to arrest him and even alerted the Imperial City Bureau. Guess what happened?”

“The Imperial City Bureau is formidable—surely they caught him?”

“There was no flower-picking thief at all—just a group of debauched young aristocrats indulging in group debauchery. The eldest son of the Qin Prime Minister’s household and Young Master Shen of the Yong’an Earl’s estate were among them—six or seven in total. When the door was kicked open, they were still connected together, faces swollen like pig heads, hair disheveled. The officers didn’t even recognize them.

Only when they were dragged outside did someone shout, ‘I’m the eldest son of the Qin family—who dares arrest me?!’”

“No one knew who he was before—but once he yelled that out, everyone knew.”

“Heavens above! Even animals pair one male with one female—I’ve never seen two males!”

“Wrong—there was a whole group of males.”

“Preferring men isn’t that rare. Besides brothels, there are also male pleasure houses—most patrons are nobles anyway.”

“Isn’t the Qin family’s eldest son fond of women? Three years ago, he molested a woman in public and was beaten by Young Master Xiao. The case went before the emperor, and he was flogged until his leg was crippled.”

“Maybe being crippled changed his temperament—now he prefers men. No wonder he’s always surrounded by men…”

…

Yun Zhaoxue smiled in satisfaction.
The effect was quite good.

Death would be too easy for them. When enemy forces eventually broke into the capital, they would be captured, marched north, forced to eat pig feed—living a fate worse than death.

However, in the future, several of those families wouldn’t even last until the enemy invasion. Due to their crimes, they would be exiled to Lingnan along with the Northern Suppression Prince’s household.

Yunyang Marquis Estate – Main Hall

The two maids were seized by several burly matrons, their arms twisted behind their backs as they were forced to kneel.

“Madam, Madam! We are the Commandery Princess’s maids! Our indenture contracts are in the Princess’s hands—you cannot sell us!”

“The Princess will come save us!”

Bang!
Madam Wang, the richly dressed Marchioness seated at the head, slammed her teacup down, a vicious glint flashing in her eyes.

“Impudent! You are dowry maids of the marquis estate. If I wish to sell you, I shall.”

“Someone—slap them!”

A matron swung her thick palm across their faces—smack! smack!

“Useless sluts! You couldn’t even keep watch over your mistress, encouraged her to elope with another man, and brought disgrace upon the estate! What use are you? If I don’t sell you today, how will my Yue’er marry well?”

Crash!
Madam Wang hurled her teacup to the ground, fury blazing in her eyes.

“Drag them out—sell both of them to Baihua House!”

“Yes, Madam!” Matron Chen bowed and led them away.

Yun Zhaoxue raised her hand to block them.
“Stop!”

Hongzao, upon seeing her, burst into tears, her small face flushed with excitement.
“Princess! Madam wants to sell us to Baihua House! I don’t want to go—I only want to stay by your side and serve you!”

The other personal maid, Lüzhi, sniffled, tears streaming down her face.
“Princess… Princess… please save us…”