“Don’t bully my mama!”
“Get lost, you little bastard…”
In a daze, Jiang Qingshu heard the sound of fierce fighting ringing in her ears.
When she opened her eyes, a drop of blood slid from her brow bone into her eye.
She raised a hand and touched her tense forehead—her palm was already stained red with blood.
Turning her head, she saw carved corridor pillars, upturned eaves, ancient-style buildings… armored guards carrying blades in traditional robes…
She clearly remembered being at the grand opening ceremony of a new commercial plaza. Due to a staff mistake, a flowerpot fell from above and hit her directly. She died on the spot.
And now she had awakened here.
Had she… transmigrated?
Before she could think further, she saw the little chubby child in front of her—who had been shielding her—was suddenly grabbed by a burly man and lifted high into the air, about to be thrown away.
Her heart tightened.
She staggered to her feet and instinctively reached out, catching the child mid-air.
The little one, who had originally been fierce and determined, immediately looked委屈 (wronged and teary) the moment he saw her.
“Mother, does it hurt? Lin Bao will blow it better for you…”
As he spoke, he stretched out his soft little hands and gently wiped away the dried blood on her face.
Jiang Qingshu stared at him in shock.
“Mother?”
This little thing… was calling her “mother”?
Her head suddenly throbbed violently, and unfamiliar memories surged into her mind.
Coincidentally, this body was also named Jiang Qingshu.
Though only twenty years old, she already had a four-year-old son.
Her father, Jiang Kun, was a great general with immense military merit.
As the daughter of a noble military household, she was stunningly beautiful—but born with intellectual disability, considered a fool.
Five years ago, Emperor Yan had sought to win over Jiang Kun and decreed a marriage between her and the Fourth Prince, Xiao Lijing, when she was only fifteen.
On the surface, Xiao Lijing appeared to be the most stable and gentle of the emperor’s sons, seemingly indifferent to power struggles. Jiang Kun agreed to the marriage because of this.
But no one knew—beneath that calm exterior, he was a ruthless and ambitious man.
How could such a man willingly marry a fool?
Forced by imperial decree, he had no choice but to accept this humiliating marriage.
And so, she became the so-called Princess Consort of Li—though in name only.
Xiao Lijing despised her.
Because whenever he saw her foolish smile, it reminded him of the emperor’s injustice toward him.
Once the doors of the manor closed, his cruel nature was fully revealed.
He began humiliating her in every way possible.
At night, he forced her to kneel by the bed and watch him and his favored concubine Mu Wanling “exercise.”
During the day, he made her eat leftover food with dogs and do the dirtiest, most exhausting chores alongside servants.
If she disobeyed, she would be slapped repeatedly by guards.
Of course, to avoid “tainting his noble imperial bloodline,” he never touched her.
Mu Wanling, relying on Xiao Lijing’s favor, treated the legitimate princess consort as nothing more than a servant, ordering people to humiliate her at will.
Even the servants in the manor bullied her constantly—after all, she was a fool who would never complain.
And Xiao Lijing enjoyed watching her suffer, as if her pain was the only relief for his resentment.
When Mu Wanling became pregnant, it only further eased his restless mood.
From that moment on, the original Jiang Qingshu was reduced to nothing more than Mu Wanling’s “lowly slave.”
Any slight dissatisfaction from Mu Wanling resulted in beating and abuse.
She even threatened the maidservants who served Jiang Qingshu—if anyone dared report back to the general’s residence, she would have their tongues cut out.
Finally, on a stifling summer night, Jiang Qingshu was tricked out of the manor and taken to a ruined temple.
In front of a broken Buddha statue, she was forced to drink a drug.
In a dazed haze, a powerful hand pinned her down, giving her no chance to resist.
The burning heat pressed down on her body as she was torn open, as if falling into a fiery hell—burned, crushed, and shattered repeatedly.
The pain of tearing and burning suffocated her until she lost consciousness…
Afterward, she was thrown onto the street in a state of barely covered shame…
Once the incident spread, it shocked not only the General’s Mansion and the Li Prince’s Mansion, but even the entire imperial capital.
A woman’s chastity was of utmost importance—especially since she was the Li Princess Consort personally bestowed by the emperor.
Emperor Yan finally flew into a rage. On one hand, he ordered a strict investigation into the kidnappers and assailants; on the other, he summoned Jiang Kun into the palace for a reprimand.
Jiang Kun had failed in educating his daughter, bringing shame upon the royal family.
At this point, for the sake of imperial dignity, the only option left was for the original body to commit suicide.
Jiang Kun had always doted on his daughter—how could he sacrifice her life for his own career?
He decided to return home and discuss a plan with his wife, Sun Shi.
Although Sun Yuluo was not the biological mother of the four siblings, she had always treated them as her own children.
After some discussion, the couple devised a plan of “switching the real with the fake.”
Under cover of night, they secretly sent the original body to the countryside to hide her, then purchased a female corpse of similar build to replace her, staging her “suicide.”
They thought they had successfully deceived everyone.
Unexpectedly, more than four months later, a servant from the countryside suddenly reported that the original body was pregnant.
Yes—she was pregnant with the child of the man from that ruined temple that night.
Because the original body was foolish and thin, her pregnancy was not obvious, which led to it being discovered only after nearly five months.
At that stage, forced abortion would severely harm the mother—light cases would mean permanent infertility, severe cases could result in both mother and child dying.
To protect his daughter, Jiang Kun ultimately had no choice but to let her give birth.
Months later, she gave birth to a baby boy.
The infant was originally supposed to be killed at birth, but although the mother was foolish, she had an innate maternal instinct.
She desperately protected the child, giving the little bundle of life a chance to survive.
From then on, mother and son lived in hiding in the countryside, depending on each other.
But their peaceful days lasted only four years—then Jiang Kun fell into trouble.
He was seriously injured in a battle and likely would never return to the battlefield again.
His subordinate generals, citing his great military achievements, petitioned the emperor to grant Jiang Kun a noble title.
At the same time, Emperor Yan—already suspicious and influenced by court officials—believed Jiang Kun harbored rebellious intentions.
The emperor grew wary of his power and sought to discard him after use.
Thus, together with corrupt eunuchs and ministers, they accused him of holding military power for himself.
Worse still, the truth that he had concealed his daughter in the countryside—and that she had even borne an illegitimate child—was exposed.
The original body was fleeing arrest when she struck a wall and lost consciousness—only then did the modern soul transmigrate into her body.
Coincidentally, her situation was exactly the same as a script she had once read.
In her original world, Jiang Qingyu was a top-tier, powerful actress in the entertainment industry. Born into a martial arts family, she was proficient in all kinds of weapons.
With outstanding looks and a photographic memory, she rose quickly in the film industry and secured a place at the top.
That script she had only skimmed through the first half of. It was set in a fictional continent.
It told the story of ten kingdoms fighting for dominance, eventually unified by a tyrannical emperor.
Although she did not know who that final tyrant emperor was, she clearly remembered the fate of the Jiang family in the script.
After being framed, they were ordered to have their entire family confiscated and were exiled to the extreme northern cold lands.
However, along the way, they were repeatedly assassinated. Before even reaching the northern border, most of them had already died.
Only the original body’s son survived. After narrowly escaping, with no guidance or support, he became a bandit leader just to survive.
In the end, he was eliminated by the “righteous army” of the protagonist and died under a barrage of arrows.
The Jiang family in that story was a true tragic case—loyal and righteous, yet none of them met a good end.
At the same time the Jiang family was being exiled, the southern region of the Yan Kingdom was suffering a once-in-a-century severe drought.
Starving civilians lived in extreme hardship, while the empire focused only on wars and territorial expansion.
Jiang Qingyu was so angry she gritted her teeth. If she had known she would transmigrate into this script, she would have read the ending too.
Judging by the timeline, the date of exile was the day after tomorrow…