Quick Transmigration: The Supporting Female Lead is Too Arrogant - Chapter 27

In the court, Ji Yechen sent many people to monitor the situation around Wuling River. Over time, they reported back one by one.

“The river water has risen! But it’s flowing through the canals!”

“Report! The river water is following the canals and has reached Huai’an!”

“Report! Except for the ten miles closest to the Wuling River, other areas have not been flooded.”

“Report! The trees we planted have blocked the river water, preventing too much sediment from being washed away. The river water is still quite clear!”

One piece of good news after another came in, and Ji Yechen sat steadily on the dragon throne, his lips curving as he looked at the bewildered ministers.

“Dear ministers, what do you think?” Ji Yechen’s voice echoed throughout the Throne Room.

The ministers, standing until their legs felt weak, had previously opposed the plan fiercely, but now they were thoroughly humiliated.

Prime Minister Yan lowered his eyes, a hint of pride in them.

He had long known his daughter’s capabilities. Seeing her previous decrees, he knew she wasn’t just playing around. His daughter would never disregard the lives of the people.

Though Prime Minister Yan wouldn’t admit it, he had been unable to sleep when the rainy season arrived, and he had been worried until he received the news yesterday. Only then did he relax and sleep well.

After the rainy season, the water level of the Wuling River began to drop. The canals diverted the river water far to both sides, where there were no cement roads, only soil. The water quickly seeped into the ground, and once the rain stopped, the threat diminished immediately.

Subsequently, Yan Qing’s reputation improved significantly throughout the entire Great Qian.

At the very least, this incident alone saved many people. Combined with the misunderstandings about her and her previous decrees, her reputation soared.

When Ji Yechen decreed that the wedding would take place on the auspicious date of the second day of September, no one opposed it. Instead, everyone congratulated them.

Yan Qing was taken back to her family home by Prime Minister Yan to prepare for the wedding.

The emperor’s joyous occasion was celebrated nationwide.

All of Chang’an was lively and festive, like the New Year.

Especially at the Prime Minister’s residence, many people came spontaneously, bringing their home-raised chickens, ducks, and various fruits and vegetables.

These were to thank Yan Qing for her decrees, which had improved their lives significantly.

The things they brought were very good and fresh, better than what could be bought. However, the Yan family didn’t dare use them. For today’s banquet, at noon in the Yan family and in the evening at the palace, the guests were all ministers. If anything happened, the Yan family would be in big trouble. To avoid waste, they transferred these items to poor families or beggars.

On the wedding day, the Yan family was bustling from the morning. Yan Qing experienced marriage for the first time, and it was the most luxurious top-tier wedding, everything was very novel to her.

Actually, Yan Qing didn’t really want to get married, but perhaps she no longer had a goal, or rather, she couldn’t use others as her goal. To intervene in politics, she had to be with Ji Yechen.

So when Ji Yechen proposed marriage, Yan Qing did not oppose it.

She was even in a good mood, sitting in the bridal chamber, surrounded by bright red colors.

Friends of the original owner also came, all lovely girls. However, they hadn’t contacted each other for nearly a year, and Yan Qing’s status was different now. Their conversation was somewhat awkward, and they left after a short while, leaving behind their gifts for the original owner.

The first time she entered the palace was too sudden and wasn’t for a wedding, so no one applied makeup for her.

This time, as she officially became the empress, even if it was just for show, it was still a grand occasion with a ten-mile red bridal procession, envied by many.

The auspicious time had not yet arrived, so everyone was just chatting and drinking.

In the bridal chamber, Zhu Yin drove everyone out and stayed behind.

Yan Qing, curious, saw Zhu Yin take out a familiar notebook from her bosom, the seal still intact.

Zhu Yin said, “Your Majesty, you said you wanted to give this to Young Master Song, but now… should we give it to His Majesty instead?”

Yan Qing remembered, slapped her forehead, and pouted, “I almost forgot about this thing.”

She was a bit annoyed.

Zhu Yin smiled and asked again, “Then should we give it to His Majesty?”

Yan Qing shook her head, “No, give it to me and bring a fire basin.”

“Yes,” Zhu Yin complied.

Yan Qing tore the notebook open, looking at the small, delicate handwriting, shaking her head helplessly. She burned each page in the fire basin, watching them turn to ashes.

Some things didn’t need to exist.

Since she was already married to Ji Yechen and he allowed her to handle state affairs, she didn’t need this. Most of the information was in her mind anyway.

Soon, the joyous woman came in, her exaggerated red lips and sharp voice saying, “Oh, Your Majesty, the Emperor has come to fetch the bride himself. Quickly put on the veil, we are leaving.”

Yan Qing was stunned. He came personally?

As an emperor, it was unnecessary to come personally to fetch the bride. It was too dangerous and too far!

She lowered her eyes and saw the people around her, their faces filled with envy.

“The Emperor actually came himself. How wonderful!”

“I thought the Emperor wouldn’t come. It seems the Empress and the Emperor have a great relationship.”

“As an emperor, our Emperor is truly unprecedented!”

The girls’ whispers reached Yan Qing’s ears, and she pursed her red lips, her heart moved slightly.

The joyous woman’s loud and lively voice echoed again, “Come, Your Majesty, take this for good luck and peace.”

“When you bid farewell to the Prime Minister, Your Majesty, don’t cry, or it will ruin the makeup and won’t look good. Think of happy things.”

“Your Majesty…”

The sharp voices filled Yan Qing’s mind, making it impossible to feel sad, even if she wanted to.

Besides, she was not sad.

After bidding farewell to the Prime Minister and listening to the Master of Ceremonies, who said many things, Yan Qing’s hand was held by a pair of warm hands, leading her out of the Prime Minister’s residence and into the sedan chair, which steadily took her to the palace.

Sitting in the sedan chair, listening to the music and drums outside, Yan Qing finally felt the sense of getting married.

“Ah,” Yan Qing sighed softly.

Outside the sedan chair, Senior Maid Qian and Zhu Yin lifted the curtain, nervously asking, “Your Majesty, are you uncomfortable?”

Yan Qing blinked, unable to see anything under the veil, and shook her head.

The curtain fell, and the light disappeared.

Yan Qing looked at her fingers, feeling a bit sentimental.

She was marrying a handsome man, the ruler of a nation, who indulged her, with many palace maids and eunuchs attending to her, and a Prime Minister father giving her security. So why was she sighing? What was she unhappy about?

Yan Qing asked herself.

She thought and concluded it was because Ji Yechen almost killed her when she angered him. Becoming a concubine or empress was not her choice.

However, in this era, she couldn’t shake the imperial power.

But she didn’t need to shake it for now. She was there to assist the emperor.

She and Ji Yechen should benefit each other.

Having convinced herself, when the sedan chair stopped and the curtain was lifted, revealing a tall figure with captivating peach blossom eyes and an outstretched hand, she placed her small hand in his.

It was instantly grasped tightly, so tight she couldn’t pull away.

Yan Qing moved slightly, and a low voice warned in her ear, “Don’t move, or I’ll carry you!”

Yan Qing gritted her teeth and pinched his waist with her free hand.

“Hiss—” Ji Yechen gasped, silently complaining about her ruthlessness, but fortunately, she didn’t struggle anymore. She obediently followed through with the ceremonies. After all the rituals, Ji Yechen handed over the phoenix seal, his eyes filled with expectation.

Although she still wore the veil, and he couldn’t see her expression, he saw her small, fair hands reach out to take the phoenix seal.

“Long live the Emperor! Long live the Empress!” As soon as she took the phoenix seal, all the ministers knelt and bowed, including the Prime Minister.

Yan Qing smiled, turned to Ji Yechen, and said, “I want to attend court.”

Ji Yechen also smiled and nodded, “Alright.”

He had promised that staying by his side, anything would be granted.

As for love?

Ji Yechen didn’t care. She was by his side, and that was enough!

【The previous task was completed excellently. As a beginner task, there is a special reward: enter the lottery pool to draw a golden finger, or copy a golden finger you have encountered. Would you like to draw or copy directly?】

Yan Qing looked at the lottery pool, filled with countless golden fingers of various sizes. Some were useless, like “always having shiny black hair,” while others were extremely powerful, like “The Magic Brush of Ma Liang.”

This lottery pool was amazing!

But Yan Qing was a conservative person with usually bad luck. If she drew, she would likely get something useless, and this opportunity…

She cautiously asked, “Is this available every time I complete a task?”

The system replied, 【Only for the first beginner task.】

Yan Qing decisively said, “Copy the spiritual spring.”

【Okay, starting to copy the golden finger—spiritual spring, copying progress: 1%, 3%, 9%… 99%, 100%! Golden finger copied successfully and bound to the host!】

Yan Qing blinked, feeling not joy but a deep fatigue from her soul. She had lived multiple lives, and her mentality was different. She couldn’t face the next task with a twenty-year-old mindset.

As if knowing her thoughts, the system said, 【Don’t worry, host. We will help erase your memories in the next world.】

Yan Qing’s expression was complicated: 【And my heart? Can that be erased too?】

She didn’t know how to phrase it.

The system didn’t respond, mechanically asking, 【Do you want to enter the next world?】

Yan Qing sighed: 【Yes.】

System: 【Now entering the next task, erasing memories…】

Yan Qing opened her eyes, her head dizzy and body aching, her heart filled with confusion and loss, as if something important was missing.

As soon as she opened her eyes, a large palm swung at her.

She instinctively ducked, and the hand’s owner missed, his face becoming more ferocious. He kicked at her, shouting, “How dare you dodge? You’re getting bolder!”

Yan Qing’s mind went blank. Seeing danger, she instinctively twisted away, her movements surprisingly agile, startling those around her.

An older woman said in amazement, “What’s wrong with this dead girl today?”

“How dare she fight back?” Another woman, with a sharp face, pointed at her, ready to help.

Yan Qing saw the situation was bad, scanned the unfriendly faces around her, and noticed a plump boy who turned away in disgust when their eyes met.

“You worthless girl, what are you looking at? Did you eat a leopard’s gall today to shout at Young Master Chu?” The first man, furious at her repeated dodging, grabbed a stool to hit her.

Originally, he only wanted to beat her, but now, enraged, he didn’t hold back.

For some reason, Yan Qing found the action familiar.

But with danger approaching, she couldn’t think much and sidestepped, running out the door.

With a loud crash, the stool hit the floor, shaking the whole house.

The middle-aged woman who was about to join in was stunned, looking back at the group on the sofa, saying in disbelief, “She ran away?”

“She actually dared to run?”

A younger woman with heavy makeup waved dismissively, “Where can she go? It’s raining heavily outside. She’ll be back soon. Then we won’t open the door for her! Haha…”

“Yes, don’t open the door!” The sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl beside her nodded, looking at Yan Qing with disgust. “She’s so ugly and dirty. Why do you still keep her? She’s a waste of our food!”

The adults were silent for a moment, their faces showing a trace of embarrassment.

Running outside, Yan Qing was drenched by the cold rain.

But she didn’t stop and squinted through the rain, quickly heading to a nearby garden.

The green garden had a pavilion in the middle, just enough to shelter from the rain.

At that moment, the heavy rain turned the world gray, the air filled with a depressing feeling.

Yan Qing rushed into the pavilion, sat on the stone bench, and panted, constantly wiping her face. Within minutes, she was completely soaked.

In this miserable state, she kept squeezing water from her clothes, shivering occasionally.

At this moment, a strange figure appeared in her sight. Through the gray rain, she saw a person sitting in a wheelchair.

He had no shelter, sitting in the rain, with medium-length hair sticking to his face, looking more miserable than Yan Qing.

It was a man.

And judging by the missing legs on the wheelchair, he was a true disabled person.

Yan Qing hesitated, then rushed back into the rain, running to him, shouting, “Are you okay? Do you want to come in and shelter from the rain?”

Her clear, melodious voice carried through the rain, making them both pause.

Yan Qing felt a sense of familiarity with her voice.

The man in the wheelchair’s ears twitched, and he slowly raised his head.

To be honest, Yan Qing felt like she was in a horror movie, but she knew the person in front of her was alive.

The rain didn’t chill her as much as the slow motion of the man, making her throat tighten and goosebumps rise, her back cold.

Despite the slow motion, the man lifted his head, the rain pouring down, meeting her gaze.

Yan Qing was stunned. It was a beautiful face, with defined features, but too thin, giving a frightening aura.

His pale lips curved into what should have been a warm smile, but in this moment, it looked like a smile from a harbinger of doom, leaving Yan Qing speechless.

A low voice sounded in her ear, “I like the feeling of rain. Want to join me?”

Yan Qing’s teeth chattered, and she shook her head stiffly.

The rain blocked her view, and she couldn’t see his expression. After he spoke, the smile seemed to widen.

Yan Qing moved her lips and nodded, then ran back to the pavilion and sat down.

From ten meters away, the man in the wheelchair still sat there, facing her now.

Yan Qing felt he was watching her.

But he was a disabled person. Even though he was a man, she wasn’t worried, so she lay on the stone table, slowly accepting the memories.

The original owner’s name was Yan Qing, a sixteen-year-old girl who had just finished her first year of high school. Her fate was quite tragic.

Her parents died in a car accident eight years ago. Her uncle and aunt, who had been depending on her family, changed their attitudes.

At that time, the eight-year-old original owner lost her parents and needed a guardian. Her uncle and aunt fought for this role, and with her grandmother’s support, she chose her uncle.

After that, her father’s hard-earned company became her uncle’s, and she became a burden, despised and mistreated.

Her uncle was irritable and violent, often beating her. Her aunt was petty, always fearing she would take more than her share.

Her aunt often beat her for not choosing her as a guardian. At that young age, she didn’t understand, but she slowly learned by watching, though she couldn’t do anything.

She was not allowed to stay in her original room, like Cinderella, and was forced into a small closet-like room.

Her uncle would beat her for any reason, and she was always covered in bruises. Her aunt was stingy and harsh, constantly worrying she would eat more or get more.

Her other aunt would take advantage of her. If she didn’t, she would beat her. If she did, she would ignore her. The entire Yan family hated her, wishing to abandon her. Her aunt once said it, but they didn’t dare because they got her father’s assets by adopting her.

As she grew older, the original owner became more beautiful, but she didn’t dare to show it. Her cousin, Yan Yue, punished her for being fair-skinned by making her stand in the scorching sun, leading to multiple heatstrokes and near death.

The incident caused a stir, and she was taken to the hospital. She sought help from the police, avoiding further punishment but got beaten by her uncle for making him lose face.

Since then, she grew her hair long, cut her bangs messily, and wore old clothes, becoming a pariah among her peers.

She thought she could live like this, but the family’s company encountered financial problems, needing a large sum to fill the gap.

Coincidentally, the Chu family, owning dozens of mines, was looking for a wife for their disabled son.

Chu Zhao had a car accident ten years ago, losing his legs. He became particularly gloomy. In the first two years, the Chu family often made the news because of him, but in recent years, the interest shifted to celebrity gossip.

After the Chu family released the news, many people visited with their daughters, but anyone meeting Chu Zhao was beaten out.

Soon, the golden bachelor became known as a madman, driven insane by his disability.

However, they didn’t dare say it openly because the Chu family was too powerful. Offending them could mean bankruptcy.

Early on, when Chu Zhao had just had his legs amputated, a rival mocked him, and soon after, the Chu family crushed them, buying their company and gaining more wealth.

Many things happened, where the Chu family seemed to lose money but ended up profiting. People envied them, saying Chu Zhao’s father, Chu Heng, had a golden touch.

Despite Chu Zhao’s harsh treatment of suitors, people still wanted to marry into the family.

Yan Qing’s grandfather had three children, with only Yan Qing and Yan Yue old enough. With the company’s issues, her uncle, Yan Xianhong, didn’t want to miss the opportunity, so he visited the Chu family with Yan Qing today.

This was one of the rare times Yan Qing was cleaned up.

Her uncle was shameless enough to fight for custody and her father’s inheritance right after her parents died, and he was shameless enough to offer a sixteen-year-old girl for marriage, even suggesting being a concubine.

The Chu family was shocked, and so was the original owner, who resisted, shouting in the Chu family’s living room, “I don’t want to marry a cripple!”

The alliance failed, and they were coldly driven out. Yan Xianhong, enraged, dragged her back home and started beating her.

When Yan Qing crossed over, she had just been hit a few times, and her uncle was about to explode, preparing to beat her more severely.

If Yan Qing hadn’t come over, the original sixteen-year-old girl would have been too scared to resist.

The Chu family initially didn’t want her, but Chu Zhao’s mother, Mrs. Chu, loved girls and felt pity for her, so she relented.

Yan Xianhong left her with the Chu family and received a million yuan to help the company. Though it eventually failed again, the Chu family didn’t help further, and they still went bankrupt.

The original owner didn’t want to be a child bride, and after eight years of mistreatment, she became rebellious, causing trouble at school and with the Chu family. Chu Zhao, noticing her disdainful looks, became more irritable and even self-harmed.

Scared, the original owner said hurtful things and was driven out by Mrs. Chu.

Immediately, the Yan family took advantage of her. After their bankruptcy, they manipulated her documents, transferring their debts to her.

Unaware, she was scared into assuming the debt, dropped out of school, and entered the entertainment industry, facing abuse and cyberbullying until she lost her mind and committed suicide.

“I want them to struggle for life forever, never finding redemption!” A resentful voice echoed in her mind.

“Okay.” Yan Qing replied gently, knowing she was not the original owner, just someone completing tasks.

“Sob… If possible, please study well for me, thank you.”

Yan Qing could feel this wasn’t a task but a small wish from the original owner. Completing it was up to her, but studying? That was natural. Even without her previous memories, her instincts told her to study!

She nodded again.

The original owner faded away, and a new task appeared: 【Task: Prevent Chu Zhao’s suicide.】

Chu Zhao would commit suicide?

Yan Qing’s mind cleared, and suddenly a familiar cold voice said in her ear, “I’m leaving.”

She straightened up, seeing the man in the wheelchair looking at her.

The rain had stopped, but he was still soaked, his hair dripping, looking like he had been fished out of a river.

But his dark eyes watched her, a glimmer of light within, as if waiting for something.

A man in his twenties, amputated, living in this neighborhood…

Who else could it be but Chu Zhao?

Yan Qing blinked as a raindrop fell from her forehead, across her eye, making her squint and rub her eyes. Seeing him still watching her, she tentatively nodded.

Chu Zhao remained expressionless, still watching, the light in his eyes seemingly increasing.

Yan Qing thought for a moment and said, “Take care?”

Her clear, slightly hoarse voice echoed in the pavilion. The man in the wheelchair finally looked away, his pale lips slightly pursed, seemingly satisfied. He no longer stared at her, maneuvering his wheelchair to leave.

Author’s Note:

The new story’s male lead is a yandere, according to Baidu’s definition, which means he is extremely obsessive about a person or object, to the point of being scary. Yandere will try to eliminate anything that might make them lose the person they love. Normally, they act normal.