“Yin Weiyue, since our union was ill-fated and our hearts diverge, now that the Marquis Xingwu Manor has been raided and we are under house arrest, the Emperor has made an exceptional grace to allow you to divorce and leave the household. We had better part amicably from now on, having nothing more to do with each other.”
A calm and indifferent male voice slowly sounded in Yin Weiyue’s ears.
Strange, why would there be a man’s voice? One must know, she hadn’t seen a man for fifteen years.
Yin Weiyue subconsciously raised her hand to stroke her body. There were no mutant pine needles pierced into her flesh, and the rushing river water around her had disappeared too. She could breathe. Following that, she took a deep breath and opened her eyes.
She was lying on a bed, and the surroundings were extremely unfamiliar. Outside the carved windows, the sky was overcast and drizzly, making the room dim and low-spirited. The room was very large, and one could tell it was in an antique style.
Yet it was stripped to the bare walls. Raising her eyes, she only saw some boxes and chests piled up in the corner of the wall. Aside from this large red sandalwood bed with carved mandarin ducks playing in the water guardrails beneath her, there was only a yellow rosewood table left, which didn’t even have writing brushes, ink, paper, or inkstones on top.
Looking up further, a tall and lean man stood before the table. He was not in modern attire, but wore a long, vintage bamboo-green scholar’s robe, which had already been washed until it was faded.
Yin Weiyue shook her head, slowly got up from the bed, and recalled the man’s words just now. Her consciousness gradually became clear.
Marquis Xingwu Manor, home raid and house arrest, letter of divorce, plus a cannon fodder sharing her name… Wasn’t this the content from that female-oriented web novel *Transmigrating to Ancient Times to be the Empress* that she read back in the day?
This was… transmigrating into a book?
Suppressing the stormy waves inside her heart, Yin Weiyue tentatively spoke: “…Husband?”
The man opposite sneered upon hearing those two words, a hint of disgust floating in his eyes that were like cold pools. “Rare indeed, you still remember who your husband is.”
Yin Weiyue choked.
Only then did she remember that the person the original host loved in the book was not her husband Huo Jun, but his older cousin—Huo Kai.
Speaking of this marriage between the original host and Huo Jun, it was truly hard to sum up in a few words.
The original host was the legitimate daughter of Cabinet Minister Yin Jianzhang, and was the daughter most doted on and spoiled in the Yin family. The man she fancied was not Huo Jun, the son of the Huo family’s first branch, but Huo Kai, the only son of the third branch—who was also the male protagonist of this book. Unfortunately, he had long been betrothed before birth to Zhang Yulin, a female protagonist who had transmigrated from the womb.
The original host had always been arrogant and spoiled; from childhood to adulthood, there was nothing she desired that she couldn’t obtain. Unwilling to accept it, and tricked and instigated by her concubine-born elder sister, she actually used a low-class, foul trick from the brothels, procuring a narcotic strong enough to knock out a bull.
Unfortunately, Huo Kai was the child of destiny in the book, so his purity naturally had to be saved for the female lead. Without surprise, the person designedly targeted in the pitch-black night was, due to the intervention of the book’s Heavenly Dao, replaced through a twist of fate by the minor side character, Huo Jun.
The next morning, Huo Jun and the original host were discovered lying disheveled on the same bed.
Just when the original host thought her scheme had succeeded, she discovered the person beside her was not Huo Kai. Struck like a bolt from the blue, she lost her sanity and grabbed Huo Jun’s lapels, screaming frantically: “Why is it you! Why is it you! Why is it you!”
After the incident, not only did the original host throw a suicidal fit, but her father Yin Jianzhang was also furious.
The Yin family and the Huo family had always held different political stances. For generations, the Huo family was loyal only to the monarch, whereas the Yin family wanted to be ministers who helped a prince seize the throne. Thus, Yin Jianzhang had long secretly defected to the Fourth Prince.
If the Fourth Prince wanted to overthrow the Crown Prince to seize the throne, then the Huo family, which possessed military power and was single-mindedly loyal to the monarch, would become the first target to be eradicated. Therefore, he would absolutely not let his precious daughter marry into the dangerous place that was the Huo family.
However, there were no walls in the world that didn’t leak wind. Even though both the Huo and Yin families tried their best to restrain their servants, the news still spread like wildfire. By then, the entire imperial city knew that the two had intimate physical contact.
Yet only the original host, Huo Jun, as well as the author and readers knew clearly that absolutely nothing had happened between them. Because after Huo Jun drank the tea containing the narcotic, he fainted and lost consciousness within just three breaths.
Things having reached this point, no matter how unwilling Yin Jianzhang and the original host were, she could only marry Huo Jun. Moreover, since their affair had created such a commotion, they had to marry as early as possible to stop the gossip.
But the difficulty lay in the fact that Huo Jun ranked seventh. Above him, the second branch’s concubine-born fourth son Huo Qiu, the third branch’s legitimate fifth son Huo Kai, and the fourth branch’s legitimate sixth son Huo Qiang had not yet started families. It was inappropriate for him to leap over his three older brothers.
Yet Yin Jianzhang refused to yield; his daughter had already become a laughingstock in the imperial city, so they had to marry within a year, or else he would cause a scene before the Emperor.
The Huo family was also anxious.
Huo Kai was fine, as he had long been betrothed to the female lead. However, Huo Qiu and Huo Qiang did not yet have marriage partners, and suitable girls couldn’t be found on short notice.
Because absolutely no wealthy, respectable family was willing to marry off their daughter hastily and carelessly within a year, let alone filling a slot just so a younger brother-in-law could marry as quickly as possible.
After the first branch discussed and weighed the pros and cons with the second and fourth branches, they decided to let Huo Jun marry ahead of the fourth and sixth brothers.
Huo Kai and Zhang Yulin’s wedding date was originally set three years later, but because of this incident, it was brought forward. Half a year later, Huo Jun and the original host also got married.
After marriage, the original host still couldn’t let go of Huo Kai, so naturally she guarded her chastity for him and refused to consummate the marriage. Huo Jun didn’t force things, though he didn’t want gossip to spread again and bring shame to the Marquis Manor either. Therefore, he didn’t go to another room, but simply took some bedding to sleep on the small daybed in the bedroom.
On ordinary days, Huo Jun never cast a second glance at the original host, nor did he ever take the initiative to talk to her, as if the original host were merely an object occupying his bed. Being an irrelevant person to begin with, he naturally turned a blind eye.
Although the original host didn’t love Huo Jun, having been the center of attention since childhood, how could she endure such cold treatment? It had always been her ignoring others; others were never permitted to ignore her. Thus, from time to time, she would venomously utter absurd words.
Huo Jun’s disposition had always been indifferent, so he was naturally too lazy to bother with her. Only when the original host went truly too far would he retort calmly and faintly, though at most with a dozen or twenty words, after which he would treat her as transparent again.
The original host constantly suffered setbacks with Huo Jun,Chapter 1 One-Way Pain Sensitivity, Cheap Husband Is Fragile
“Yin Weiyue, since you and I are incompatible in marriage and of two different minds, and now the Xingwu Marquis Estate has been raided and placed under house arrest, the Emperor has made an exception to grant you a divorce to leave the estate. Why don’t we part ways on good terms and have nothing to do with each other from now on?”
A calm, indifferent male voice slowly sounded in Yin Weiyue’s ears.
Strange, why would there be a man’s voice? One should know that she hadn’t seen a man for fifteen years.
Yin Weiyue subconsciously raised her hand to touch her body. There were no mutated pine needles piercing into her flesh, and the surging river water around her had disappeared. She could breathe. Next, she took a deep breath and opened her eyes.
She was lying on a bed, and her surroundings were extremely unfamiliar. The sky outside the carved window was overcast and dreary, making the room dark and gloomy. The room was very large, and one could tell it had a retro style.
Yet it was stripped to the bare walls. Looking up, she only saw a few chests and hampers piled up in the corner. Apart from the large rosewood bed carved with mandarin ducks playing in the water under her, there was only a single yellow rosewood console table, which did not even have ink, brush, paper, or inkstone on it.
Looking up again, a tall, thin man was standing in front of the console table. He was not in modern attire, but wore an ancient green-bamboo-colored robe, which had already been washed until it was faded white.
Yin Weiyue shook her head, slowly sat up from the bed, and recalled the man’s words just now. Her consciousness gradually cleared.
Xingwu Marquis Estate, home raid and house arrest, letter of divorce, and a cannon fodder sharing the same name as her… Wasn’t this the content from that female-oriented web novel *Transmigrated to Ancient Times to Be Empress* that she had read back in the day?
Could this be… transmigrating into a book?
Suppressing the surging waves in her heart, Yin Weiyue tentatively spoke: “…Husband?”
Hearing these two words, the man opposite sneered coldly, a smear of disgust floating in his deep-pool-like eyes. “Rare, you still remember who your husband is.”
Yin Weiyue choked.
Only then did she remember that the original body in the book did not love her own husband Huo Jun, but his cousin—Huo Kai.
Speaking of the marriage between the original body and Huo Jun, it was truly hard to explain in a few words.
The original body was the legitimate daughter of Cabinet Minister Yin Jianzhang, the most cherished and spoiled daughter in the Yin family. The man she favored was not the son of the first branch of the Huo family, Huo Jun, but the only son of the third branch, Huo Kai—who was the male lead of this book. Unfortunately, he had long been betrothed before birth to Zhang Yulin, the female lead who transmigrated from the womb.
The original body had always been willful and arrogant; from childhood to adulthood, there was nothing she sought that she did not obtain. Unwilling to yield, and furthermore deceived and incited by her concubine-born elder sister, she actually used the underhanded tactics of the pleasure quarters and procured a knock-out drug capable of fainting a bull.
It was just a pity that Huo Kai was the favored child of destiny in the book, and his purity naturally had to be saved for the female lead. Without surprise, the person designed in the pitch-black night became the minor supporting character Huo Jun by mistake due to the intervention of the book’s Heavenly Dao.
The next morning, Huo Jun and the original body were found lying on a bed with their clothes in disarray.
Just as the original body thought her plot had succeeded, she discovered the person beside her was not Huo Kai. Struck as if by lightning, she grabbed Huo Jun’s lapels like a lunatic and screamed: “Why is it you! Why is it you! Why is it you!”
After the incident, not only did the original body throw a deadly tantrum, but her father Yin Jianzhang was also extremely furious.
The Yin family and the Huo family had always held different stances. For generations, the Huo family was loyal only to the sovereign, whereas the Yin family wanted to be ministers who helped a prince seize the throne. Thus, Yin Jianzhang had long secretly defected to the Fourth Prince.
If the Fourth Prince wanted to overthrow the Crown Prince to seize the throne, then the Huo family, who held military power and was wholeheartedly loyal to the sovereign, would become the first target to be eradicated. Therefore, he would absolutely not let his precious daughter marry into the dangerous place that was the Huo family.
However, there were no wall secrets in the world. Even though both the Huo and Yin families tried their best to restrain their servants, the news still spread far and wide. By then, the entire imperial city knew the two had intimate physical contact.
Only the original body, Huo Jun, as well as the author and readers knew that nothing had happened between them at all. Because after Huo Jun drank the tea spiked with the knock-out drug, he passed out unconscious in no more than three breaths.
Things having reached this point, even if Yin Jianzhang and the original body were unwilling, she could only marry Huo Jun. Moreover, as the incident between the two was widely gossiped about, they had to marry as soon as possible to stop the rumors and slander.
Yet the difficulty lay in that Huo Jun ranked seventh. Above him were the second branch’s concubine-born son, fourth brother Huo Qiu; the third branch’s legitimate son, fifth brother Huo Kai; and the fourth branch’s legitimate son, sixth brother Huo Qiang, none of whom were married yet. It was improper for him to leap over his three elder brothers.
But Yin Jianzhang refused to yield. His daughter had already become the laughingstock of the imperial city; the wedding had to take place within a year, or else he would make a scene before the Emperor.
The Huo family was also anxious.
Huo Kai was easy to arrange since he had a betrothal contract with the female lead early on. However, Huo Qiu and Huo Qiang did not have prospective marriage partners yet, and suitable young ladies could not be found on short notice.
Because no proper wealthy family was willing to hastily and carelessly marry off their daughter within a year, let alone filling a gap just so the younger brother-in-law could marry quickly.
After discussions and weighing the pros and cons among the first, second, and fourth branches, it was decided that Huo Jun would marry before the fourth and sixth brothers.
The wedding date of Huo Kai and Zhang Yulin was originally set for three years later, but because of this matter, it was moved up. Half a year later, Huo Jun and the original body also married.
After marriage, the original body still could not let go of Huo Kai, so naturally she insisted on keeping her chastity and refused to consummate the marriage. Huo Jun did not force her, but he also did not want rumors to spread again and bring shame upon the Marquis Estate. Therefore, he did not go to another room, but simply took bedding to sleep on the small couch in the bedroom.
On ordinary days, Huo Jun never gave the original body a second glance, nor did he take the initiative to talk to her, as if the original body was merely an object occupying his bed. To a naturally irrelevant person, he naturally turned a blind eye.
Although the original body did not love Huo Jun, having been the center of attention since childhood, how could she endure such cold neglect? It had always been only her ignoring others, never letting others ignore her. Thus, she often made acrimonious and outrageous remarks from time to time.
Huo Jun had a cold and indifferent temperament, so he naturally was too lazy to bother. Only when the original body went truly too far would he retort lightheartedly, though at most a dozen or twenty words, after which he would act as if the other party were transparent again.
The original body constantly met with rebuffs from Huo Jun, so she vented all her resentment onto the first branch. She opposed her mother-in-law and sisters-in-law everywhere, turning the first branch upside down in utter chaos. After that, trouble struck the Huo family, and they had been confined by the Emperor for two years now.
…
Thinking up to this point, Yin Weiyue’s internal state instantly turned from the previous surging waves into uncontrollable, wild joy. Although she had transmigrated into a book, as long as she could live, it was good. Rebirth made her so excited that even her fingertips were trembling, so her gaze assessing the person before her became even more unbridled.
Huo Jun, the third son of Xingwu Marquis Huo Anjiang, ranked seventh in the Huo clan, was the tragic little fragile character in the novel *Transmigrated to Ancient Times to Be Empress*. At least in the content she had read, this person was very miserable and extremely unlucky.
Of course, as for too much other information, she didn’t know.
*Transmigrated to Ancient Times to Be Empress* was a long web novel recommended to Yin Weiyue by her high school deskmate. The reason for the recommendation at the time—the path to darkness of the big villain inside, Huo Tianni, was too mind-blowing.
Overnight, all his closest kin died tragically, and even he himself was severely injured, forced to struggle repeatedly on the verge of death, until finally he went completely mad and turned to the dark side. To avenge his blood feud, he even killed the female lead; in the later stage, he was simply the embodiment of cool, tyrannical, and crazy.
Only after reading it did she discover that the cannon fodder female character #N inside was actually also named Yin Weiyue. Back then, her deskmate even teased her, telling her she must memorize the full text overnight to avoid transmigrating into the book.
Unexpectedly, fifteen years later, the words came true.
However, memorizing the full text was impossible now. She hadn’t even waited for the big villain her deskmate was obsessed with to make his appearance, because she only had time to finish reading the first ten chapters before the world fully broke out in zombies.
At the critical moment between life and death, she was saved by an amateur combat enthusiast and wilderness survival fanatic who was a warehouse keeper elder sister. The elder sister was kind-hearted and also an orphan; both of them had no ties, slaying zombies all the way, going through nine deaths and one life, fortunately entering the deep mountains in the end.
Her phone, however, dropped while escaping the food factory, and that book *Transmigrated to Ancient Times to Be Empress* was never read again.
There were no people in the deep mountain forests, so naturally there were no zombies either. From then on, the two of them began a “savage” life that lasted for fifteen long years.
Apart from learning mixed martial arts and wilderness survival skills from the elder sister, reminiscing about *Transmigrated to Ancient Times to Be Empress* became Yin Weiyue’s only daily entertainment. Because the author was so good at cliffhangers and planting hooks, it left her thinking even many years later what on earth the content of Chapter 11 was.
Just like that, she and the elder sister spent the most peaceful fifteen years in the deep mountain forests. But misfortune still arrived; not only humans, but eventually even the flora and fauna in nature began to mutate.
While fast asleep, the elder sister had her brain eaten by a swarm of mountain ants, while she was wrapped up by a mutated pine tree that drained her blood, thrown into the river before death, and upon waking up, she saw the paper character—Huo Jun.
At this moment, Yin Weiyue rubbed her face again in disbelief. Was she really alive again? Was the elder sister who depended on her for survival also alive?
As if echoing her thoughts, a sharp AI mechanical voice penetrated her cerebral cortex.
[Congratulations to the host on resurrection, becoming the 20,709,004,07th book transmigrator. Script: *Transmigrated to Ancient Times to Be Empress*. Transmigrated character: Huo Jun’s wife Yin Weiyue. Transmigration cheat: None. Transmigration adverse reaction: One-way pain sensitivity.]
[One-Way Pain Sensitivity]: A “toxic side effect” of living once more. You will one-way share all pain sensations of the book’s big villain, Huo Tianni. The method to remove it is pending research.]
[Warning: If Huo Tianni feels pain, the host will feel pain synchronously. If Huo Tianni dies, the host will die on the spot. Notification complete, farewell forever.]
Yin Weiyue: “…!”
Gone?
According to common sense, shouldn’t a system bind with the host? How did it just drop a few sentences and leave? Let’s just say having no cheat for book transmigration was fine, but having none and yet specifically mentioning it in her brain, was it purely to gross her off?
And that ridiculously outrageous “transmigration adverse reaction,” making her one-way share a man’s pain sensation, was that something a human does? But fortunately, what was shared was the pain sensation of the high-martial villain, not the fragile husband in front of her. The villain shouldn’t get injured so easily.
…
In front of the desk, Huo Jun did not know that the person before him had changed souls. Although he sensed Yin Weiyue’s strangeness, he did not care.
She was unwilling in this marriage, and he was unwilling as well. Taking this opportunity to be freed was just right.
Huo Jun lifted the hem of his robe and tore it hard, ripping off a large piece of the brocade robe. Since the letter of divorce required three copies, he roughly divided this piece of cloth into three equal parts, and finally bit his finger open.
Enduring the pain, he squeezed his finger hard, writing while squeezing blood, barely writing the three big words “Letter of Divorce” on the cloth.
It was not that Huo Jun insisted on using such a tragic method to express his hatred for the original body cuckolding him. Rather, when the Xingwu Marquis Estate was raided and placed under house arrest, not only money, grain, furniture, and servants, but even books, ink, brushes, paper, and inkstones were all confiscated together.
Now the first branch was completely penniless, so he could only use clothes as paper and blood as ink. Although burning wood black could also be used to write, it was not only easy to fade, but also easy to smudge, whereas the permanence of blood writing was much higher than the former.
“Hiss!” At this time, the unprepared pain made Yin Weiyue gasp for air. Just now her attention was still on Huo Jun, but now her gaze was tightly locked on her right index finger.
There, it felt as if it had been bitten hard by an invisible row of teeth. Although it didn’t bleed, the stinging pain was so real. Immediately after, she felt her finger being pressed hard once, followed by another press…
Yin Weiyue looked up at Huo Jun abruptly in disbelief, and that fellow happened to be squeezing his finger as well.
Yin Weiyue: “…”
Could this be the “toxic side effect” of transmigrating into a book and living again—one-way pain sensitivity?
But wasn’t she bound to the martial arts master big villain her deskmate talked about—the one who was so crazy he even killed the female lead?
Yin Weiyue’s brows twitched, a bad premonition surging in her heart.
Thus, grinding her teeth, she heavily spat out three words: “Huo, Tian, Ni?”
Upon hearing these three words, that ice-mountain face of Huo Jun finally had a reaction. His voice was extremely faint, full of coldness: “Why do you know my never-publicly-disclosed alias?”
Huo Tianni was an alias he gave himself when he was ten years old during a fit of rebellious folly. Before he had time to use it, his father discovered it, and his father severely reprimanded him.
In this world, only the Emperor’s taboo name could bear the word “Tian” (Heaven). If it were spread out by interested parties, the entire Huo family would be executed. The young Huo Jun only then understood the severity of this matter, so apart from his father and himself, he had never told a third person.
Yin Weiyue: “.”
Her heart felt suffocated. Her deskmate had never told her that the big villain Huo Tianni was the unlucky, fragile little guy who appeared in the first ten chapters, Huo Jun!
Sure enough, the unread content of the novel was full of pits. The zombies harmed her deeply, actually ruining her for two lifetimes!
However, Yin Weiyue calmed down quickly. After all, as a woman who had dealt with zombies, her psychological quality was still above the passing line.
She quickly picked a finger that didn’t hurt, stuffed it into her mouth, and bit it hard until it bled.
She felt a lot of pain, but the Huo Jun opposite had no reaction whatsoever.
Yin Weiyue smiled stiffly. Very good, this pain sensitivity was indeed one-way.