Chapter 22

Chapter 22: She Didn’t Mind Dealing With a Second One

“Heir Apparent… the Heir Apparent wasn’t leaving?” Meng Yang asked cautiously, as if she had waited too long without an answer.

Qi Shu Xian paused. “Mm. I’ll stay here tonight. But your body isn’t convenient, so I’ll sleep in the outer room.”

“But…” Meng Yang lowered her eyes, her long lashes trembling with a fragile look. “Didn’t the Heir Apparent already promise the Princess? The Heir Apparent… shouldn’t stay.”

Qi Shu Xian did not look at Meng Yang. Qi Shu Xian walked straight into the outer room.

“Zhi Wan’s personality was stubborn,” Qi Shu Xian said. “I stayed tonight only to make Zhi Wan admit she was wrong. Once Zhi Wan understood her mistake, you still needed to go explain tonight’s matter to Zhi Wan.”

“…Everything will be as the Heir Apparent said,” Meng Yang replied.

As Meng Yang watched Qi Shu Xian’s back, the weakness in Meng Yang’s eyes vanished, replaced by a look of certainty.

Meng Yang was Meng Yang, yet Meng Yang was not Meng Yang.

Meng Yang came from thousands of years in the future.

In that world, Meng Yang had been a small internet influencer who made money through livestreams. Because Meng Yang had a pretty face and a good figure, and because Meng Yang knew how to grasp a man’s desires, Meng Yang became a boss’s secret mistress.

But Meng Yang wanted far more than being a mistress.

Meng Yang spent three years plotting step by step. After all that effort, Meng Yang finally pushed the original Wife out and successfully rose into the position of the boss’s official Wife.

Just as Meng Yang looked forward to enjoying the rich, high-and-mighty life of a wealthy matron, a cursed delivery truck hit Meng Yang and sent her flying.

As Meng Yang died, Meng Yang regretted most of all that she had spent her whole life with only one fat, greasy man.

Then Meng Yang opened her eyes, and Meng Yang had transmigrated.

A handsome man, clearly drugged, told her to leave quickly.

What celebrity Young Man could compare to the man in front of her? Compared to him, they were all nothing.

Transmigration plus an opening bed scene – was this not exactly the kind of treatment that the heroine in those novels received?

So Meng Yang refused to leave.

Not only did Meng Yang refuse, Meng Yang seized the chance. Meng Yang pretended to panic and let the man take her completely.

After everything that followed, Meng Yang finally learned the man’s name.

Qi Shu Xian.

Qi Shu Xian!

The Qi Shu Xian from history – the man who was both a scholar and a warrior, the man who was said to be deeply devoted, the man who became the Right Chancellor. In the records, after Qi Shu Xian’s only Wife, Princess Qing Ning, died early, Qi Shu Xian never remarried for the rest of his life.

A perfect man.

And she had slept with him.

Meng Yang was so excited she almost jumped.

Even after Meng Yang learned that Princess Qing Ning had not died yet, Meng Yang’s mood did not change.

Meng Yang was a Transmigrator. Someone like Princess Qing Ning was a cannon fodder destined to die early, and Princess Qing Ning was bound to make way for Meng Yang sooner or later, so why should Meng Yang fear anything?

Maybe Princess Qing Ning existed only to act like a vicious female supporting character, adding drama and obstacles to the love story between Meng Yang and Qi Shu Xian.

The more Meng Yang thought about it, the more Meng Yang felt like Heaven’s Chosen Woman.

But that confidence shattered into pieces the moment Meng Yang met the real Princess Qing Ning.

And Qi Shu Xian’s words about never seeing Meng Yang again made Meng Yang’s heart ache.

Meng Yang felt like she truly fell in love with Qi Shu Xian.

But Qi Shu Xian’s heart was still tied to someone who was about to die.

How could that be allowed?

Before, Meng Yang only wanted a comfortable life. Now Meng Yang wanted both love and wealth.

So Princess Qing Ning…

Since Princess Qing Ning was destined to die early anyway, Princess Qing Ning might as well make way sooner for Meng Yang.

A pretty, empty-headed beauty who was not ruthless enough was easy to handle. Meng Yang already dealt with one like that, and Meng Yang did not mind dealing with a second one.

After all, men did not only care about a woman’s looks.

*

The news that Qi Shu Xian spent the night at Wei Yang Courtyard spread early the next morning.

When the news reached Ping Lan Residence, Huan Zhu heard it and immediately shook off the Maid holding her down to scrub chamber pots. Huan Zhu rushed out.

“Princess!” Huan Zhu shouted. “I want to see Princess!”

Huan Zhu charged to Sheng Zhi Wan’s bedroom door and tried to force her way forward, but the Maids had already received Ting Lan’s orders and blocked her at once.

Huan Zhu was both furious and delighted. “Princess! This servant already told Princess that Princess would regret it. Princess pushed the Heir Apparent away with Princess’s own hands!”

Ting Lan stepped out with a cold face. The moment Ting Lan saw Huan Zhu, Ting Lan remembered Sheng Zhi Wan’s words from last night, and disgust flashed through Ting Lan’s eyes. “Someone, drag her out. Now!”

“Move!” Huan Zhu snapped. “Who did you think you were?”

Huan Zhu turned on Ting Lan as well. “And you, you dared to block me? Did you even know I was the Princess’s personal Palace Maid? When I followed the Princess, you and your Sister were still in the brothel, serving old-”

“Pa!”

A cup crashed hard into Huan Zhu’s face.

Sheng Zhi Wan stepped out of the room, her expression icy. “You cared so much about which courtyard Qi Shu Xian went to. Was that truly for my sake, or because you had other thoughts? You knew it in your own heart.”

Sheng Zhi Wan’s voice sank colder than ever. “I didn’t say anything because I wanted to spare your life. But if you kept causing trouble like this, I didn’t mind making you disappear from Duke Qi Residence.”

Huan Zhu met Sheng Zhi Wan’s dark eyes and instinctively stumbled backward.

“What was Princess talking about?” Huan Zhu forced out. “This servant didn’t understand.”

“If you didn’t understand, then keep making trouble,” Sheng Zhi Wan said, neither confirming nor denying anything.

Huan Zhu did not dare. Huan Zhu’s lips moved a few times, but no sound came out.

Ting Lan did not want Huan Zhu to stand there and dirty Sheng Zhi Wan’s eyes, so Ting Lan ordered the Maids to drag Huan Zhu back to scrub chamber pots.

An Zhi looked at Sheng Zhi Wan with worry.

Sheng Zhi Wan only smiled, unconcerned. Compared to how Qi Shu Xian favored Meng Yang in her past life, this was nothing.

Sheng Zhi Wan no longer loved Qi Shu Xian. Sheng Zhi Wan would not feel sad over anything Qi Shu Xian did.