Chapter 1: An Inexplicable Transmigration Hualing fiercely pinched her own arm once again, and the pain made her immediately knit her brows. For the one hundred and thirty-first time, she told herself that she really had transmigrated—and had unluckily transmigrated into the body of a woman unloved by her husband.
A heavy sigh escaped her lips once more, frightening the little maid beside her into trembling. The girl kept stealing uneasy glances at Hualing, as though she were some savage beast!
Seeing how afraid she was, Hualing was certain she would lose even her appetite for food. With a wave of her hand, she said, “You may leave. There’s nothing for you to do here.”
“Thank you, Madam. This servant takes her leave.” The little maid bent at the waist and said gratefully, then hurried out. Ever since Madam had awakened, she had become strange; the maid had never seen her like this before. For some inexplicable reason, she made people feel afraid. The girl did not want to remain in this suffocating room for even a second longer.
Watching her flee in panic, Hualing could not help but snort in disdain. Then she recalled what the little maid had said just now—the owner of this body really was damned unlucky. She had been betrothed to Mu Yelei—her current husband—since childhood, but this husband of hers seemed to truly detest her. He had not even spent their wedding night with her, and on the second day had thrown her alone into this Yinlü Pavilion, ignoring her completely. In more than a year of marriage, the number of times the two had met could be counted on one hand.
She, Xia Hualing, had not offended Heaven above nor Earth below, so how had she ended up transmigrating to a country that was not even recorded in history just because she had accidentally fallen into a sewer? White Lotus Kingdom? Hmph, she had only ever heard of the White Lotus Sect! So depressed that she wanted to ram her head into a wall—if she could be certain she would get back by doing so, she would have done it long ago!
Since she was here, she might as well make the best of it. For now, that was all she could do. Hualing sighed once again, picked up the bamboo chopsticks on the table, and took a bite of the only dish there. The moment she put it into her mouth, she spat it right back out. Damn it, was this something meant for people to eat? They had put so much salt in it—were they trying to salt her to death?
No matter how unfavored she was, she was still the prime minister’s wife, wasn’t she? How could they give her such terrible food! In a fit of anger, Hualing kicked the table over. With a clattering crash, the bowls and plates shattered all over the floor.
The little maid, who had only just left, heard the commotion and hurried back in. When she saw the table missing a leg and the shards scattered across the floor, she said fearfully, “Madam, what are you doing? If you don’t want to eat, you still can’t kick the table over! If Master finds out, this servant will definitely be punished.”
Seeing how frightened the little maid was, Hualing could not bear it and said, “Don’t worry. If Mu Yelei asks, I’ll naturally explain it to him. The only thing is, I’m very hungry right now. Tell me, where is the kitchen?”
“Madam, you want to go to the kitchen? It would be better not to go. Whatever you want, this servant will fetch it for you.” The little maid spoke nervously. In more than a year, she had never seen Madam lose such a temper, let alone kick over a table. This was simply too inconceivable. No matter how one looked at her, she no longer seemed like that timid, fearful, dull, and honest Madam.
“Why can’t I go?” Hualing said with a frown. This little maid seemed to have a good heart, but she was far too weak. The moment Hualing put on the airs of the prime minister’s wife, the girl became frightened.
“It isn’t that this servant won’t let you go. It was Master’s order that Madam is not allowed to take a single step out of Yinlü Pavilion. Madam, please don’t make things difficult for this servant.” The little maid spoke pitifully.
“What? He’s even put me under house arrest? Damn it, this is going too far. I’m going to settle accounts with that bastard!” In her anger, Hualing rushed outside, leaving behind only the little maid who had yet to come back to her senses. Just now, she seemed to have heard Madam curse Master! Heavens, was red rain going to fall from the sky?
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