Yun Qingge felt her body thrown out by a powerful force. Her head slammed hard against the solid floor, making her see stars from the pain. Immediately after, she felt herself being tied up securely.
“Master, this… are you alright?” A clear male voice rang out, instantly jolting Yun Qingge’s still-clouded consciousness awake.
She opened her eyes. Her vision was blurry at first but gradually sharpened.
First to come into view was a man dressed as a groom in a bright red robe, sitting regally in a wheelchair. Half of his face was hidden beneath a mask, obscuring his appearance. Standing beside the wheelchair was a youth in white, holding a long sword, with dashing features and sharp eyebrows.
Curiously, they were all wearing ancient costumes.
What was going on?
Her gaze swept across the surroundings: a carved bed, a rosewood table, and a large “Double Happiness” character hanging at the head of the bed. If not for that character, there would be no festive atmosphere in the entire room. However, seeing this ancient setting, a bad premonition flickered in her heart.
“Yun Qingge, how bold of you! How dare you attempt to assassinate our Prince on your wedding night!” the youth in white suddenly shouted, his tone mocking and contemptuous.
Yun Qingge was stunned.
Yun Qingge was indeed her name, but what on earth was this about assassinating a Prince on a wedding night? Wait… why did this plot feel so familiar?
Damn!
Wasn’t this the plot of the novel Chuanyue zhi Yaofei Tianxia she had been reading before bed?
Her clinic had just closed, so she had started reading out of boredom. She happened to see a cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name who was courting death, and she even criticized her a bit. She had finished the whole book while complaining and then turned off the light to sleep. How did she wake up to this bizarre scene?
Could life be any more of a trap!
In the book, this cannon fodder character was the Fourth Young Miss of the Marquis’s Manor. Although she was a legitimate daughter and had a biological brother, she had lived a miserable life since birth. Despite that, the cannon fodder didn’t know how to restrain herself and spent her days in the Marquis’s Manor courting disaster.
And now…
She remembered that this specific plot point was the climax where the cannon fodder successfully got herself killed. It was also a crucial part of the story where the female lead used the supporting character as a stepping stone to become the Crown Princess!
Her gaze shifted to the man sitting in the wheelchair with an indifferent expression.
Half a mask covered his face, but the lower half was exposed under the dim candlelight, revealing wrinkled, scarred skin. This was none other than the disfigured and crippled Fifth Prince, Prince Jing, from the novel.
In the book, he was the super villain and the primary enemy of the male and female leads.
However, when she was reading, she had actually pitied this crippled Prince. For no reason, he had been sabotaged by the male lead, losing his legs and his peerless beauty in a fire. It was said that over eighty percent of his body was covered in burns.
Because of this, when the Emperor decreed that the cannon fodder character should marry this crippled Prince, she had refused at all costs. She had thrown fits and threatened suicide at the Marquis’s Manor, but it was all in vain.
On the wedding day, halfway through her preparations, she discovered a shocking secret and desperately needed to explain it to the male lead. She wanted to find him and tell him the truth. This reckless move enraged the Marquis, who had her tied up and thrown into the bridal sedan chair.
Most terrifyingly, once she was in the sedan chair, the female lead used Cui Mian Shu on her, tricking her into assassinating the crippled Prince on their wedding night by promising they could share the Crown Prince’s love.
What nonsense!
The cannon fodder had been so easily deluded and hypnotized that she actually attempted the assassination on her wedding night. As luck would have it, this was the exact, awkward scene she was facing now.
Yun Qingge really wanted to palm her forehead, but her hands and feet were tied, leaving her unable to move.
“Prince… I, I have something to say,” she called out cautiously, feigning a delicate manner toward the man who sat as still as a statue.
Even though he didn’t speak, a powerful, cold pressure permeated the room, making one’s heart tremble with fear.
After a long silence, the crippled Prince finally spoke indifferently: “Speak.”
It was a single word devoid of warmth, yet his voice was deep and pleasant. Despite its chill, it was so magnetic that it could make one’s ears go numb.
Yun Qingge swallowed hard. She wanted to stand up, but since she couldn’t move, she could only explain, “It wasn’t intentional, Prince… someone used Cui Mian Shu to make me do it!”
She wasn’t wrong. Yun Wanyue, the female lead of this book, was a master of Cui Mian Shu!
Before the crippled Prince could respond, the youth beside him asked excitedly, “Who ordered you to do this? Speak clearly and honestly!”
Yun Qingge slowly looked at the crippled Prince, Ye Feimo.
His gaze was too profound, making it impossible for her to guess his thoughts.
“It was the Prince’s rival. This person wanted my life tonight to frame the Prince. Tomorrow, the Emperor will hear that the Fourth Miss of the Marquis’s Manor died at the hands of Prince Jing. The Emperor will surely be furious!”
After saying this, she glanced again at the man whose face was as calm as still water.
She was someone who had read the original work; she held the plot of the entire book in her hands! With this God-like perspective, she didn’t believe she couldn’t overturn her fate.
When she read the book, she had seen things from the female lead’s perspective. Although she hadn’t liked the character’s personality, she didn’t have any strong feelings. However, now that she had become the supporting character, she felt deeply dissatisfied. A spark of revenge began to ignite in her heart.
Hearing her words, the youth found them strange and said, “Master, this woman is talking nonsense. We should just…”
Ye Feimo suddenly interrupted him, “Qingxuan, lock the Princess in the woodshed.”
“Yes.” Qingxuan bowed and immediately ordered the manor servants to come and carry her away.
Yun Qingge’s heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. She immediately cried out, “Prince! Tonight is our wedding night! This concubine… this concubine can take good care of the Prince!”
She wasn’t stupid. Being locked in the woodshed was a death sentence!
In the book, after the cannon fodder failed her assassination attempt, she was ordered to the woodshed, where she eventually died, ending her life as a disposable character. After her death, the Marquis’s Manor, under the Crown Prince’s orders, insisted that the crippled Prince had murdered her. With both witnesses and physical evidence present, the Emperor was furious and stripped the crippled Prince of his right to enter the court and his military power.
She looked at Ye Feimo piteously, her eyes filled with both hope and sorrow. “I know the Prince’s body is inconvenient. It doesn’t matter. This concubine can be on top; I can serve the Prince well.”
As soon as she said this, a bizarre silence fell over the room, so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.
Qingxuan and the servants who were about to drag her away were all dumbfounded. They looked at her with disbelief, wondering if this girl had damaged her brain.
She… actually took the initiative to ask to serve him in bed? Moreover, this girl didn’t even look at herself—half of her face was covered in terrifying purple scars, yet she claimed she could serve the Prince well?
After all, this was the same girl who had previously been willing to die rather than marry him.