Chu Yun Kingdom — Capital City, Prime Minister’s Residence
“Miss, you’ve caused trouble again.”
“And this time, both big and small trouble!”
“Which one do you want to hear first?”
“The small one.”
“Yesterday, you got drunk at a restaurant and flipped over Zhang Lei’s entire table.”
Yu Zhizhi nodded.
Sure enough, just a small problem—nothing serious.
“The servant hasn’t finished yet! Their table was filled with rare delicacies, worth several hundred taels of silver. They hadn’t even taken a single bite before you overturned it.”
“Zhang Lei is demanding compensation for their losses.”
Yu Zhizhi looked shocked. “What? A table of dishes worth several hundred taels?!”
And that’s not considered a big problem?!
At that moment, her head buzzed painfully, as if it might split apart.
“Why didn’t you stop me?” she asked, rubbing her temples with regret as she looked at her maid, Xiao Tao.
Xiao Tao replied pitifully, “I wanted to stop you, but I couldn’t at all!”
Thinking back to the last time her mistress got drunk, Xiao Tao still felt lingering fear.
Back then, the young lady had actually exposed the master’s visits to brothels in front of the madam. As a result, the master’s face had been beaten so badly by the madam that it swelled like a pig’s head.
Later, it turned out to be a misunderstanding. But because of her drunken slip, the young lady had been confined for half a month.
Yu Zhizhi frowned. “Then what’s the big trouble?”
“You hugged the Sixth Prince in public.”
Hearing this, Yu Zhizhi’s heart sank for a moment, but she quickly relaxed. After all, with her modern mindset, compared to losing several hundred taels of silver, hugging the Sixth Prince while half-conscious didn’t seem like a big deal.
However, Xiao Tao’s next words made her expression turn serious.
“And you also called him ugly and said he deserved to be unwanted!”
“Sigh! This time, we’ve completely offended the cold and ruthless Sixth Prince,” Xiao Tao said worriedly.
Yu Zhizhi looked confused. “What do you mean?”
Seeing her hoarse voice, Xiao Tao picked up a cup of tea from the table, gently blew on it, and handed it to her.
Yu Zhizhi took it and drank it in one gulp.
Only then did Xiao Tao continue, “Miss, don’t you really remember? Five years ago, when the Sixth Prince went to war, his right face was slashed by an enemy blade, leaving him disfigured.”
“They say the scar on his face is enough to make children cry.”
Yu Zhizhi couldn’t help but sigh. “That serious?”
Xiao Tao nodded and added, “Since then, he always wears a mask when going out and absolutely hates anyone mentioning his face.”
Hearing this, Yu Zhizhi smacked her forehead and muttered inwardly, “I’m done for… really done for!”
The original owner went too far—drunk or not, she shouldn’t have called someone ugly!
Her drinking behavior was terrible!
She sighed helplessly, realizing she had truly gotten herself into big trouble this time.
“I want to be alone…” Yu Zhizhi said weakly.
“Alright,” Xiao Tao responded and left the room.
Lying on the bed, Yu Zhizhi stared at the canopy curtains, feeling irritated. She glanced around the antique-style room and touched the silk quilt covering her before slowly beginning to accept the fact that her soul had transmigrated.
What a disaster.
In the modern world, her name was also Yu Zhizhi. During a gathering with colleagues, she lost badly in a game and was forced to drink a large amount of liquor. After succumbing to alcohol poisoning, she closed her eyes—and upon opening them again, she found herself in a fictional dynasty, the Chu Yun Kingdom, inhabiting the body of someone with the exact same name.
Even more coincidentally, both of them died from alcohol poisoning!
After receiving most of the original owner’s memories, Yu Zhizhi couldn’t help but curse.
“Damn it…”
It turned out that the original owner, relying on her status as the Prime Minister’s legitimate daughter, had been excessively spoiled since childhood. She grew up willful, arrogant, and domineering, constantly causing trouble.
On top of that, she was completely ignorant of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Without her noble status, she would have long been despised by other noble young masters and ladies.
She lay there in a daze for half an hour.
At that moment, Xiao Tao rushed into the room, looking anxious. “Miss, the master and madam want you to come to the main hall.”
Yu Zhizhi asked, puzzled, “Did something happen?”
Xiao Tao quickly shook her head. “I don’t know.”
Yu Zhizhi didn’t ask further. She got up and followed Xiao Tao to the main hall. Along the way, she noticed Xiao Tao seemed distracted, almost stumbling as she walked.
“Xiao Tao, are you hiding something from me?” Yu Zhizhi asked softly.
Xiao Tao shook her head nervously. “No.”
She didn’t dare tell the truth—she had just seen a young woman about the same age as her mistress in the main hall.
And the master and madam were treating her extremely well.
Meanwhile, the main hall was filled with warmth and joy. The Prime Minister’s wife tightly held her biological daughter’s hand, her eyes slightly moist as she said excitedly, “She looks just like you! Exactly like the master!”
The Prime Minister smiled and added, “It’s normal for a daughter to resemble her father. But her temperament is more like yours.”
The eldest young master, Yu Zhaolin, and the third young master, Yu Wenlin, exchanged glances and smiled, shaking their heads.
When Yu Zhizhi entered the hall, she saw this warm scene.
The Prime Minister looked at her standing there calmly and felt she was somewhat different from before. But recalling what happened yesterday, his anger immediately flared.
He strode up to her and scolded angrily, “You’ve nearly ruined the reputation of our Prime Minister’s residence! And now you’ve even provoked the Sixth Prince—you… you unfilial daughter!”
The Prime Minister’s wife stood to the side, looking at Yu Zhizhi coldly as she added, “The master is right! Zhizhi, we are very disappointed in you. Yesterday, we already gave you a chance.”
“If you had stayed obediently in the residence and learned proper conduct instead of causing trouble outside, we could have raised you as an adopted daughter and prepared a generous dowry for your future marriage. But now it seems—you’re incorrigible.”
Hearing these words, Yu Zhizhi frowned slightly as fragments of memory flashed through her mind.
So, the original owner had already learned yesterday that she was not the Prime Minister’s biological daughter, which was why she went to the restaurant and drank herself senseless.
No wonder.
In the past, they would have immediately shown concern for her condition, asking if she felt unwell. But now, instead of caring, they scolded her and revealed a completely different attitude.
Wasn’t her spoiled and arrogant personality the result of their long-term indulgence?
Even if she was at fault, they couldn’t escape responsibility.
Now that they discovered she wasn’t their biological daughter, they began blaming her.
Ignoring them, Yu Zhizhi walked up to the young woman and looked at her.
“Can I talk to you alone for a moment?”