“How dare you, a lowly thing, touch Her Highness’s belongings!”
“Ugh, worthless trash!”
As Luo Li opened her eyes, two sharp shouts rang in her ears.
Thwack!
With another fierce lash of the whip, a fresh bloody welt appeared on the thin, frail back lying on the ground.
Even from behind a door, Luo Li felt her heart tremble at the sight. Without waiting for Little Cabbage to speak, she hurried over.
“Stop!”
Turning and realizing she had disturbed the princess, the maid was startled and quickly knelt.
“Your Highness, please forgive me!”
In that brief moment, Luo Li’s mind flooded with the original owner’s memories. Glancing at the pitiful figure huddled on the ground, her heart raced anxiously.
“Get out!” She turned and coldly snapped at the maid.
“Yes.” Hearing this, the maid scrambled to her feet and immediately tried to drag the young man on the ground away with her. But when she looked up, she saw her mistress’s eyes turn icy.
Only then did she timidly withdraw her hand and hastily retreat.
“Wait!”
Just as the maid thought her mistress had changed her temperament today and she had escaped punishment, the icy voice from behind sent a chill down her spine from head to toe.
“Go and receive double the punishment yourself. Since when did a slave of mine become someone you have the right to lay hands on?”
Looking at the wounds on Mo Nian’s back, Luo Li gritted her teeth in secret.
“N-no, Your Highness.” Hearing this, the maid’s legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground, still hoping to beg for mercy.
She had struck this lowly slave fifteen times today; double would be thirty. She couldn’t endure that—she would die!
But no one wanted to hear her plead further. Before she could finish, someone had already stepped forward to drag her away.
“Carry him back to the palace.”
Only when these words were spoken did the figure on the ground finally stir. With great difficulty, he pushed himself up, staggered unsteadily before barely managing to stand, and silently followed behind Luo Li.
The young man’s handsome, pale face was already drained of color, with faint, scattered scars marking his cheeks.
He looked utterly wretched, yet his spine remained straight. His narrow, phoenix-like eyes were slightly lowered, a strand of disheveled hair falling across his face—broken, yet breathtakingly beautiful.
“This slave is fine.”
“……” Seeing his apparent insistence on not wanting to be touched, Luo Li pressed her lips together but said nothing more.
After bringing him back to the palace, she dismissed everyone else.
“Take off your clothes.”
Hearing Luo Li’s words, Mo Nian stiffened, his hands clenching tightly. Yet, in the end, he obeyed and removed his garments.
The sight of the countless old and new scars covering his body was shocking.
Luo Li frowned deeply, turning to glance at Little Cabbage beside her.
Little Cabbage understood immediately.
In the next moment, Mo Nian instantly lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.
Luo Li carefully caught him and laid him on the bed.
First, she administered the hemostatic pill she had obtained from the System earlier. Then, she ordered supplies to clean his wounds.
Next, she exchanged for the System’s top-grade golden wound medicine, applied it carefully to his injuries, and bandaged them meticulously.
With this done, Luo Li finally had the chance to sort through the plot.
………
The place Luo Li now found herself in was an alternate dynasty—the Qian Kingdom.
The original owner was the legitimate princess of the current dynasty, the younger sister of the reigning Emperor, Luo Yannan.
Similarly, she was also the youngest and only princess of their generation.
The two siblings were born to the Empress. From childhood, the original owner had been doted on by the Late Emperor and the Empress.
Although there was competition among the princes for the throne…However, every prince treated her, their only sister, extremely well.
Especially now, her emperor brother.
Growing up in such pampered conditions, the original host’s status was unimaginable, which is precisely why she developed such a spoiled and willful temperament.
Whatever she wanted, she would go to any lengths to obtain.
But it was also because of this that she harmed herself and her royal brother.
Men are fond of beautiful women, and women are also fond of handsome men.
The original host was very fond of good-looking men. In the vast Princess Manor, from the gate guards to some of the young eunuchs inside, all were exceptionally handsome.
At the very least, they had fair skin and regular features.
But clearly, none of these satisfied the original host’s inner desires.
Until later, she encountered the male lead of this minor world, Dongyang Crown Prince Sikong Yao.
Faced with such beauty, she was instantly dazzled.
At that time, Sikong Yao had come to Qian Kingdom incognito, posing as an ordinary wealthy merchant.
The original host, always willing to do anything to achieve her goals, first tried to persuade him with sweet words to return with her to the manor and become her consort. When that failed, she grew furious.
She resorted to outright coercion, using drugs, threats, and bribes—employing every possible method.
In the end, she didn’t manage to win him over but instead earned his deep hatred.
The outcome of a clash between a Fate Energy bearer and a minor cannon fodder goes without saying.
In the end, Qian Kingdom was conquered, and she and the emperor became homeless strays.
Finally, the siblings died at the hands of their enemies.
[The original host’s wish is: Abstain from lust! Abstain from lust! Abstain from lust! Important things must be said three times! (Translation: Don’t be fooled by that Sikong dog again!)
Also, properly assist the royal brother! Grow bigger and stronger! Strengthen Qian Kingdom! Let that so-called Dongyang become a ‘little nobody’!]
After repeating the original host’s words, Little Cabbage fell silent for a moment.
“Hmm… She stayed in the management bureau for a while and learned a lot of modern vocabulary from the System seniors.”
Luo Li nodded and turned to look at the young man sleeping on the bed.
[Ding, Strategy target Mo Nian, Favorability Value -20.]
Luo Li: “!!!”
Alright.
Recalling the original host’s memories, she sighed.
Mo Nian was a little slave the original host had picked up before encountering the world’s male lead.
He was the lowest kind, a blood-contracted lowly slave.
The original host had brought him back solely because he was good-looking, but after returning, she discovered that he seemed to be mute, unable to speak, and very dull.
Moreover, not long after, she encountered the world’s male lead and was immediately distracted.
Then, she forgot about Mo Nian and left him unattended in the manor.
As for Mo Nian’s fate afterward, the original host’s memories held no record.
After the world’s male lead appeared, this character was completely forgotten by her.
Later, she herself met her end, so she knew nothing more.
Now it seems that Mo Nian did not have a good life in the manor.
“Since ancient times, there have been many people who aim high but lack the ability.
Mo Nian was the lowest of slaves, and given his status, once it became clear that the original host didn’t favor him, those who thought themselves slightly better would naturally bully him.”
“But in the end, the original host’s responsibility cannot be denied. It’s normal for him not to like us.” Negative favorability clearly means dislike.
As Little Cabbage spoke, she silently sighed, feeling a moment of pity for the Demon Lord in her heart.
“Sigh~” Luo Li also sighed.