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Chapter 1: Another Cliché Transmigration Story
Notes before reading:
1. Don’t take the chapter titles seriously, the author doesn’t put it so I did ?
2. This book has the same author as the novel “The Cannon Fodder and Villain’s Happy Ending,” which you can read here in Fanstranslations and in Novelupdates too.
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The evening sky was filled with layers of dark clouds, and the atmosphere was gloomy.
Tiny white willow fluff floated in through the partially open window, scattering on the floor like snow.
“Ugh…” A weak moan intermittently emanated from behind the azure curtains.
A young girl with exquisite features lay quietly on the bed, her eyes closed tightly. Her lustrous, dark hair spread across the pillow like raven feathers. Her skin is delicate and her facial features stunning, with willow-like eyebrows, a delicate nose, and vermilion lips.
At this moment, a white cloth was applied to the girl’s smooth forehead. Her face was flushed, and her cherry lips were parched.
A slender, white jade hand reached into the canopy from the edge of the bed, gently caressing the girl’s fair and tender face. The touch was gentle, and those deep, profound eyes seemed to be engraving the girl’s face into memory.
“In the blink of an eye, Yanfei has grown up.”
“Mama, look, doesn’t she look like the madam when she’s asleep?” Concubine Cui smiled softly, her icy fingers brushing against the girl’s chin.
“Yiniang, be careful; the walls have ears.” Mama Shi warned, her heart skipping a beat as she glanced at Xiao Yanfei, who lay unconscious on the bed.
(Yiniang: Honorifics for a concubine)
“Don’t worry; it’s been so many years. No one will find out.” Concubine Cui assured with a fixed gaze on the unconscious Xiao Yanfei, her satisfaction evident. “The madam made me a concubine, so I replaced her precious daughter. I will make her daughter live as a lowly illegitimate child, forever beneath my Luan’er.”
“That seems fair.”
“Yanfei and Luanfei. How can Yan compete with a phoenix? My daughter will undoubtedly rise to the top!”
Concubine Cui’s eyes sparkled with an unusually bright light as she smirked.
Inside the room, the lamp’s flame flickered in the wind, nearly dwindling to a mere point, dimming the surrounding light considerably. The backdrop casts Concubine Cui’s expression in a somewhat dark and enigmatic manner.
Rumble!
A deafening clap of thunder resounded through the sky, interrupting Concubine Cui’s speech.
“I remember, that day there was thunder too…” Concubine Cui muttered to herself, her gaze deep as a calm, ancient well, with a hint of chilling coldness in her tone.
Fifteen years ago, the day she had personally switched the two children.
Concubine Cui elegantly smoothed out the wrinkles on her dress, glanced at the corner where a slender three-legged purple bronze incense burner emitted wisps of smoke, and said lightly, “Let’s go… it’s about to rain.”
She left the room with Mama Shi.
Inside the room, only Xiao Yanfei was lying on the couch.
The hourglass produced a slow drip of water, time passed, and the sky outside the window grew darker.
Suddenly, a massive bolt of lightning struck from the sky, illuminating the dim room for a moment.
The young lady within the gauzy canopy abruptly opened her eyes. Her jet-black irises sparkled like black gemstones.
Xiao Yanfei struggled to sit up, feeling weak all over, with a splitting headache, as if a hammer was repeatedly pounding the back of her head, and her throat was burning.
She remembered that early in the morning, she and the department head had gone to the countryside for a charitable medical visit. Unfortunately, they encountered a flash flood on the way, and everything happened too quickly. The minibus they were riding in was swept off a mountainside by the raging flood. She only remembered her body plummeting from high above with the minibus, falling down, down..
Speaking of which, where was the department head?
What about her other colleagues in the car?
Enduring the pain, she looked around her with great effort, slightly widening her eyes.
She wasn’t in the minibus where she lost consciousness; she was in an ancient and elegant boudoir. Delicate pink peach blossoms were embroidered on the rain-washed gauzy canopy. The room was intricately furnished with rosewood dressing tables, wardrobes, a jewel cabinet, tables, chairs, and a four-fold embroidered screen…
The chamber was empty and desolate. There were no familiar superiors or colleagues by her side.
Where was this place?
Xiao Yanfei’s heart skipped a beat.
Her headache intensified. Instinctively, she raised her hand to massage her temples. Then, she was momentarily stunned, gazing in astonishment at her own fair and delicate hands.
These were the hands of a young girl: as white as jade, slender, and tender as a flower. The pink nails shimmered like pearls, and there was a bright red crescent-shaped birthmark on the palm of her left hand.
These hands were very unfamiliar; they weren’t her own.
Xiao Yanfei’s pupils contracted for a moment, and the next moment, a chaotic scene surged up, fast-forwarding like a movie, and a distressing answer was about to reveal itself.
She had crossed over!
Not only that, but she had transmigrated into an ancient romance novel that she had casually flipped through a few pages of.
The novel’s female protagonist was Xiao Luanfei, the legitimate eldest daughter of the Marquis of Wu’an, while the original owner was just a negligible concubine’s daughter.
The original owner, also known as Xiao Yanfei, is the daughter of Marquis’ most beloved concubine, Concubine Cui. Everyone in the mansion says that Concubine Cui holds the original owner in the palm of her hand and cherishes her dearly.
However, in reality, Concubine Cui only sees the original owner as a tool.
When she was in a good mood, she might praise the original owner with a few words, and the original owner would obediently offer her due respect.
When she was upset, she would cry, and the original owner would accompany her every day to cheer her up, prepare her meals, attend to her illnesses, and humble herself.
The original owner was wholeheartedly devoted to her birth mother, but even so, she didn’t receive an ounce of genuine affection from Concubine Cui.
Later, on Grand Madam’s birthday, the eldest prince, having had a few too many drinks, took a nap in the garden pavilion. Concubine Cui sent the original owner to deliver a sobering tea to him.
The original owner felt it was inappropriate, but Concubine Cui said, “The eldest prince is your future brother-in-law and an honored guest. You can’t afford to be disrespectful.”
So the original owner obediently went.
Originally, after setting down the sobering tea, the original owner was about to leave. However, the Crown Prince suddenly grabbed her, calling her elder sister’s name, which frightened the original owner. In the next moment, Grand Madam and some female relatives appeared. The Grand Madam pointed at her and scolded her for her lack of restraint, even daring to ‘seduce’ her elder sister’s fiancé.
In a fit of rage, the Marquis of Wu’an ordered the servants to give the original owner a severe beating. On a stormy night, her biological father expelled her from the family.
Throughout the whole ordeal, Concubine Cui didn’t say a word in defense of the original owner.
The original owner even noticed that Concubine Cui was smiling…
Those memories that didn’t belong to her were swirling chaotically in Xiao Yanfei’s mind, making her feel dizzy and overwhelmed.
A faint fragrance lingered at the tip of her nose, and it wouldn’t dissipate.
She gently caressed her throbbing forehead. At that moment, the sound of hurried footsteps from outside reached her ears, accompanied by the respectful greeting of a maid:
“Third Young Master!”
A small figure, dressed in purple, rushed in energetically.
It was a five or six-year-old child with fair skin, bright and clean eyes, red lips, and white teeth. He was dressed in a purple robe embroidered with immortal cranes and Lingzhi mushrooms.
“Second Sister, I’ve come to see you!” The boy, Xiao Ye, beamed with a brilliant and adorable smile as he hopped lightly onto the bed.
He was slightly out of breath, his snowy white cheeks blushing, and his chest rising and falling gently.
Xiao Ye was the legitimate son of the original owner’s birth mother, the Madam of Marquis Wu’an. He was only six years old.
“I actually wanted to visit you yesterday, but the wet nurse said you were sick and afraid of infecting me with the illness, so she didn’t let me come,” Xiao Ye said, panting slightly.
“I’ve been really worried about you. I rushed here as soon as I finished my lessons. Am I good to you?”
“Second Sister, when you’re sick, you need to rest well and take your medicine obediently.” the little one said in a slightly childish voice, clearly imitating his mother’s tone, acting like a little adult.
He took out a small oil-paper packet from his pocket and carefully opened it, revealing small sugar grains the size of corn kernels.
“These pine nut candies are very fragrant and sweet. When I used to take medicine before, Mother would give me one to make it less bitter.”
He picked up a pine nut candy with his chubby little hand and offered it to Xiao Yanfei, stuffing it into her mouth. Then, he put another one into his own mouth, smiling blissfully.
“Is it sweet?” He looked at Xiao Yanfei with a tilted little face, his eyes big, with long and dark eyelashes, blinking.
“Sweet,” Xiao Yanfei replied, her voice dry and throat sore due to a fever.
The voice sounded like a nightingale, but with a touch of hoarseness from being unwell. This voice was very unfamiliar.
Xiao Ye proudly puffed up his little chest, “This is Ding Shi Ji’s pine nut candy. I’ve tried pine nut candies from many shops, but my favorite… is this one.”
As he spoke, he took a deep breath and gently stroked his rising and falling chest.
Xiao Yanfei felt that Xiao Ye’s condition was not right. After the little guy sat down here, his breathing not only didn’t ease but became more rapid, and his face even turned a bit pale.
“Quick, spit out the candy,” Xiao Yanfei hurriedly said, worried that Xiao Ye might choke on the candy.
Feeling suffocated, Xiao Ye obediently spit out the candy and pouted reluctantly, “Second sister, it’s stuffy in here… I’ll go open the window.”
He leaped off the couch, but his legs went weak, causing him to stumble and sit on the ground, letting out a low “ouch” and dropping the oiled paper that held the pine nut candy.
Pine nut candies scattered on the floor.
Xiao Yanfei was startled and quickly lifted the quilt from the couch, stepping barefoot on the cold ground.
“Brother Ye!” Xiao Yanfei crouched down to help Xiao Ye on the ground, and her heart sank when she saw Xiao Ye’s pale little face.
Xiao Ye’s breathing became increasingly rapid, his hands pressed against his throat, and his chest was heaving violently. His frail body trembled like a sieve.
Xiao Yanfei furrowed her brows slightly and immediately recalled that Xiao Ye had suffered from Xiao-Chuan since childhood, which is what Western medicine calls asthma.
Is he… having an asthma attack?!
By the way, the novel seemed to mention in passing that the only legitimate son of Marquis Wu’an died prematurely, and it was said that this child had an asthma attack while visiting the original owner, and when the wet nurse arrived, it was too late to save him.
Later, everyone in the mansion said that it was the original owner who killed her stepmother’s own son.
Even though the original owner explained it again and again, it was in vain. Others would only prejudicially suspect that she was trying to gain favor for her concubine mother, and she even harmed her own little brother. She was seen as a treacherous and cunning woman!
The original owner’s life in the Huo mansion became increasingly difficult.
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Translated By: Allthingsfluff