17 – Read more books, you
This plot isn’t right. According to the original storyline, after the male lead left, he should have first gone through training to accumulate experience and connections before arriving in the capital. Could it be that because she married the little black flower, this part of the plot has changed?
So, is Mu He already a retainer at General Wang’s household now?
And did Wen Wan just say she likes Mu He?
This is all messed up. Wen Wan and Mu He are siblings related by blood.
However, upon second thought, the jade pendant that could verify his identity has already been legitimately destroyed through the hands of that little white lotus consort. Even if Mu He remembers his childhood someday, there’s no way for him to reclaim his status as a prince. Thinking about it this way, the situation is still favorable for their side.
Moreover, currently, Wen Nian isn’t as rumored—prone to killing at the slightest provocation. Take that annoying little white lotus consort, for example—the most severe punishment she received was just house arrest.
So, for now, Wen Nian is just too casual in his actions, but otherwise, Shi Sui can’t find any fault with him at the moment.
Shi Sui’s gaze fell on Wen Wan. She tugged at Wen Wan’s sleeve and asked, “Sister, what happened with General Wang?”
Only then did Wen Wan remember there was still a soft, adorable little dumpling standing here. She smiled and said, “What could happen? His foolish son contracted a serious illness. He’s almost thirty, but his mental age is only eight or nine. Last time he had an episode, he insisted on challenging Wen Nian to a duel, even issuing the challenge in front of many royal princes and princesses.”
Shi Sui blinked her eyes and played along, asking, “And then?”
Wen Wan replied, “He was thoroughly beaten by Wen Nian until he was completely convinced. Although that kid is foolish, he’s quite popular. But part of the reason is also that Wen Nian usually acts too casually and arrogantly. They wanted to knock some of Wen Nian’s pride down. All the younger generation of nobles deliberately accused Wen Nian of bullying a child.”
Shi Sui chuckled, “A thirty-year-old child—they really had the nerve to say that.”
Hearing Shi Sui’s words, Wen Wan felt as if she had found a kindred spirit and excitedly continued, “Exactly! They just couldn’t accept defeat!”
Shi Sui hadn’t expected this backstory. Since that’s the case, it seems those young nobles must have often excluded and bullied Wen Nian before. Hearing this, Shi Sui actually felt a bit uncomfortable inside.
“Guess what happened next?” Wen Wan said, laughing to herself. After laughing enough, she continued, “Wen Nian beat up every single one of those who complained it was unfair! None of them could withstand a fight—they were all beaten into submission by Wen Nian! After that, no one dared to cause trouble again! It was so satisfying.”
Shi Sui: “…” An unexpected outcome.
But this “if you’re not convinced, let’s fight” personality does fit the little black flower’s character quite well.
Just then, Wen Wan opened her mouth, about to say something more, when hurried footsteps grew closer, accompanied by angry shouts: “Hey! Where’s the dog?! All of you, go find it! If you can’t find it, I’ll make you regret it!”
Wen Wan and the others focused their gaze and realized it was Consort Li, who had just been released from her long house arrest. Perhaps due to the confinement, she had lost a lot of weight, and there were pimples on the corners of her mouth from internal heat that even rouge couldn’t cover. This golden retriever was a gift from her father after learning about her recent troubles. Her father was relatively open-minded, knowing his daughter had brought trouble upon herself, so he didn’t say much. Instead, he sent her a dog, intending for her to take walks and relax. But as soon as she stepped out, she caused trouble.
Li Yue’s first sight fell upon Wen Wan. Naturally, she recognized Wen Wan—Wen Nian’s elder sister, the emperor’s most favored eldest princess. Instinctively, she wanted to step forward and cozy up to her, but as her gaze shifted slightly, she spotted Shi Sui standing between Wen Nian and Wen Wan.
Shi Sui even greeted her with a serene smile when their eyes met.
Li Yue’s expression instantly turned as if she had just attended a funeral.
Li Yue was the type who forgot the pain once the wound healed. Perhaps because she hadn’t left her room since Shi Sui’s arrival—having been confined all along—she had forgotten how to act like a delicate white lotus in front of Wen Nian. Without hesitation, she blurted out:
“Why are you here? I must show His Highness your true colors!”
Shi Sui: “…” How do you manage to court death every single day? Can’t you just settle down so we can peacefully play mahjong or dou dizhu? Aren’t we short one player right now?
And is this little white lotus too lazy to even pretend now? Wen Nian and Wen Wan are both right here—your skill level is just too low, isn’t it?
Since Li Yue had made her stance clear, dealing with a white lotus of this caliber was, in Shi Sui’s opinion, a piece of cake. She turned to Wen Nian and asked, “Your Highness, did you get hurt from the fall earlier? It’s just that I don’t know where that dog came from. The person walking it must have a truly malicious heart. I think we should investigate and punish them severely.”
As soon as these words were spoken, Li Yue’s bravado deflated considerably. Pampered by her parents since childhood, she had never lifted a finger, never wanted for anything—her father gave her whatever she desired. Having never experienced the harshness of society or faced any real setbacks, her actions often came across as… rather foolish.
No one had ever taught her the consequences of careless words.
However, Little Princess Shi had always been adept at seizing the key point. That golden retriever had just frightened her and Wen Nian. By amplifying the incident involving the dog, Consort Li would likely face another round of confinement.
#On How Consort Li’s Stupidity Keeps Getting Her Confined and Cursing Others with Voodoo Dolls#
The youth’s eyes flickered, immediately grasping Shi Sui’s implication. A faint smile curled his lips as he replied, “Very well, they should indeed be punished severely. So, Crown Princess, how do you suggest we proceed?”
Shi Sui: Why toss the responsibility to me? I’m not cut out for this—this is just inviting trouble.
Li Yue shuddered. Given her feud with Shi Sui, it didn’t take a genius to guess how Shi Sui would set her up. Gritting her teeth in anger, she hastily pleaded, “No… Your Highness, confinement is perfectly fine.”
“Hmm… How about this, then.” Shi Sui thought for a moment before saying earnestly, “I’ve heard Consort Li has excellent penmanship.”
Li Yue hesitated. “…What are you trying to do?”
Shi Sui pointed to the library behind her. “I was just reading a history book, but it was stained with ink. Why don’t you transcribe that history book? That shouldn’t be too difficult, right?”
Li Yue frowned slightly. “That’s it? Would you really be so kind?”
Shi Sui sighed and chuckled softly. “Read more books, learn from history. Take a look at what happened to those scheming concubines in the past, and don’t make the same mistakes again.”
“…”
Shi Sui was genuinely distressed. After being pounced on by Li Yue’s dog in the morning, she had broken out in red bumps all over her body, itching unbearably. Coupled with her menstrual cycle, she suddenly felt as if she were facing death a second time.
Before her book transmigration, Shi Sui had never experienced period pain. She only knew that her friends suffered terribly, writhing in agony. Back then, she couldn’t understand it and had even laughed at them. Now, the tables had turned.
Shi Sui: “…So why does the heroine in every novel suffer excruciating pain during her period?”
Thus, the already lazy Shi Sui spent another half day lying in bed like a salted fish, sleeping so deeply that day and night seemed to blur. When she opened her eyes, she suddenly discovered someone sitting by the bed. Wen Nian was quietly reading a storybook with lowered eyes, not saying a word.
Shi Sui: “…” What exactly is so attractive about me sleeping? Could you tell me?
Seeing Shi Sui awake, Wen Nian casually tossed the storybook aside and asked leisurely, “Did I wake you?”
“No,” Shi Sui coughed lightly. “I have a friend who might be dying.”
Wen Nian let out a soft “oh” and asked, “Where is she buried? Do you want me to take you to visit the grave?”
Shi Sui: “She’s not dead yet.”
The Youth chuckled softly and said, “Alright, you have a friend, not you. Go on.”
Shi Sui: “Before she dies, she wants to see what you look like when you attend court. I wonder if you could satisfy her curiosity?”