In the capital of the Chu Yun Kingdom, at the Prime Minister’s Residence—
“Miss, you’ve caused trouble again.”
“And this time, it’s both a small problem and a big one!”
“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.
“I’m not finished yet! The dishes on their table were all rare delicacies worth several hundred taels of silver. They hadn’t even taken a single bite before you overturned the table.”
“Zhang Lei is demanding compensation for their losses.”
Yu Zhizhi stared in shock.
“What? One table of food was worth several hundred taels of silver?!”
And that wasn’t considered a big problem?
At that moment, her head buzzed painfully.
“Why didn’t you stop me?” she asked her maid, Xiao Tao, while rubbing her temples in frustration.
Xiao Tao looked wronged.
“I wanted to stop you, but I couldn’t!”
Recalling what had happened the last time her young mistress got drunk, Xiao Tao still felt lingering fear.
Back then, the young miss had exposed the master’s visits to brothels right in front of the madam. The result was that the master’s face was beaten so badly by the madam that it swelled up like a pig’s head.
Later, it turned out to be a misunderstanding. Because of her drunken slip of the tongue, the young miss had been confined to the residence for half a month.
Yu Zhizhi frowned.
“Then what’s the big problem?”
“You hugged the Sixth Prince in front of everyone.”
Hearing that, Yu Zhizhi’s heart sank for a moment, but she quickly relaxed.
After all, she possessed the mindset of a modern person. Compared to losing several hundred taels of silver, hugging the Sixth Prince while drunk and confused didn’t seem like a huge issue.
However, Xiao Tao’s next words made her expression turn serious.
“And you called him ugly and said it was no wonder nobody wanted him.”
“Sigh. This time we’ve completely offended the cold and ruthless Sixth Prince,” Xiao Tao said worriedly.
Yu Zhizhi looked puzzled.
“What do you mean?”
Seeing her hoarse throat, Xiao Tao picked up a teacup from the table, gently blew on it a few times, and handed it over.
Yu Zhizhi accepted it and drained it in one gulp.
Only after she set the cup down did Xiao Tao continue.
“Miss, do you really not remember? Five years ago, the Sixth Prince went to war. During battle, an enemy blade slashed the right side of his face, leaving him disfigured.”
“They say the scar on his face can make children cry.”
Yu Zhizhi couldn’t help exclaiming,
“That serious?”
Xiao Tao nodded and added,
“Ever since then, he always wears a mask whenever he goes out. He absolutely hates anyone bringing up his face.”
Hearing this, Yu Zhizhi smacked her forehead.
“I’m doomed! I’m doomed!”
The original owner of this body had gone too far. Even if she was drunk, she shouldn’t have called someone ugly.
What terrible drinking habits!
She sighed helplessly, realizing she had inherited a truly massive problem.
“I want some peace and quiet,” Yu Zhizhi said weakly.
“Alright,” Xiao Tao replied before leaving the room.
Lying on the bed, Yu Zhizhi stared at the canopy curtains, feeling restless.
She glanced around the antique room once more and touched the silk quilt covering her body before gradually accepting the reality that her soul had transmigrated.
What a disaster.
In her previous life, she had also been called Yu Zhizhi.
At a company dinner, she lost badly in a drinking game and was forced to consume a large amount of liquor. She died from alcohol poisoning. After closing her eyes, she opened them again in an entirely different world—a fictional dynasty called the Chu Yun Kingdom—occupying the body of a girl who shared both her name and appearance.
Even more coincidentally, both of them had died from alcohol poisoning.
After receiving most of the original owner’s memories, Yu Zhizhi couldn’t help cursing.
“Damn it…”
It turned out that the original owner had grown up as the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister’s Residence. Spoiled excessively by her family, she had developed an arrogant, willful, and domineering personality, constantly causing trouble wherever she went.
On top of that, she was completely ignorant of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Without her noble status, she would have long since been despised by the young masters and ladies of high society.
She lay there in a daze for half an hour.
Then Xiao Tao hurried into the room, her face tense.
“Miss, the master and madam want you to come to the main hall.”
Yu Zhizhi looked confused.
“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 toward the main hall.
Along the way, she noticed that Xiao Tao seemed distracted and almost stumbled several times.
“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.
Earlier, she had seen a young woman around the same age as her mistress in the main hall.
Moreover, the master and the others treated that girl extremely well.
Meanwhile, the atmosphere inside the main hall was warm and cheerful.
The Prime Minister’s wife tightly held her biological daughter’s hand, her eyes slightly moist as she said excitedly,
“She looks exactly like you! She’s the spitting image of her father!”
The Prime Minister smiled and nodded.
“It’s normal for a daughter to resemble her father. Though her temperament is more like yours.”
The eldest son, Yu Zhaolin, and the third son, Yu Wenlin, exchanged glances and shook their heads with smiles.
When Yu Zhizhi entered the hall, she witnessed this heartwarming scene.
The Prime Minister noticed her standing there calmly.
For a moment, he felt she seemed somewhat different from before. But when he recalled yesterday’s events, his anger immediately flared up.
He strode over and scolded her furiously.
“The reputation of our Prime Minister’s Residence has almost been completely ruined by you! And now you’ve even offended the Sixth Prince! You… you unfilial daughter!”
The Prime Minister’s wife stood nearby, looking at Yu Zhizhi coldly.
“Your father is right. Zhizhi, we’re deeply disappointed in you. Yesterday, your father and I already gave you a chance.”
“If you had behaved yourself, stayed in the residence, learned proper manners, and stopped causing trouble, we could have raised you as an adopted daughter and prepared a generous dowry for your future marriage.”
“But now it seems a dog can never stop eating filth.”
Hearing those words, Yu Zhizhi frowned slightly as fragments of memory suddenly surfaced.
So the original owner had already learned yesterday that she was not the Prime Minister’s biological daughter.
That was why she had gone to the restaurant and drunk herself into a stupor.
No wonder.
In the past, they would have immediately asked about her health and whether she felt unwell.
Instead, they were now scolding her and showing a completely different face.
Hadn’t the original owner become so spoiled and overbearing precisely because of their years of indulgence?
Even if she had been at fault, they could not entirely escape responsibility.
Now that they had discovered she was not their biological daughter, they began blaming everything on her.
Ignoring them, Yu Zhizhi walked over to the young woman and looked at her.
“Can I speak with you alone for a moment?”