Transmigration: The Fate of the Villainess

237 True eternal love Part III

“Are you hurt?”

“Just some scratches. How about Wangye?”

“I can handle it.”

“Please hold on a little more.”

“Mm.”

“…”

“What are you making that face for?”

“There’s no poison, right? Like brother...”

“It is Da Chu’s arrow. But there’s no poison like the one that struck Bai He… Don’t look.”

.....

“I—”

“Look into benwang’s eyes… Do you remember the first time we met? Little fool, benwang needs your magic.”

“I’m not a fool...”

“Show benwang that you are not a fool.”

///

“Keep it.”

“But this jade…”

“It’s yours.”

“Black suits you.”

“Thank...thank you, Your Highness.”

“Benwang will do as you asked. But you have to be careful and not let something like this happen again. Do not let anyone see your hair.”

“…”

“Do not let anyone touch your hair.”

“…”

“Understood?”

“…”

“Little fool.”

“Yes.”

“Promise benwang. Only benwang can do this to you.”

“Good girl.”

///

“What kind of general are you?!”

“I’m a general, not a god. I can’t know everything.”

“But you can’t not know this.”

“Is that so?”

“You don’t even know the routes in the capital?!”

“You’re the same as well.”

“That’s because I usually ride in a carriage.”

“And I usually ride a horse.”

“Feilong!”

“Xiao Yu!”

“…”

“You’ll get lost again.”

“If I don’t continue, then how am I going to find the way? We’ve already wasted so much time, and you still have to go and meet up with—”

“I’ll lead the way.”

“You know the way?”

“I know.”

“Then why don’t you do this in the first place?”

“You said you wanted to lead.”

///

“Feilong.”

“Hm?”

“Do you have any money on you?”

“No.”

“Why don’t you bring money when you come to a festival?”

“I’ve never gone to a festival before.”

“But at least you should carry money on you.”

“But you also don’t have any money.”

“I’m a young lady. Obviously, my maids would carry my money for me.”

“And I’m a general.”

“…”

“I’m also the first prince, too.”

///

“You must take care of yourself.”

“You too. Take care of yourself.”

“Mm.”

“Don’t get hurt.”

“Mm.”

“Don’t get sick.”

“Mm.”

“Don’t fall ill.”

“Mm.”

“Don’t cheat.”

“Hm?”

“…”

“Shameless woman.”

///

“You shouldn’t be here.”

“Then I will take my leave here.”

“I’m not letting you.”

“Don’t hug me!”

“Benwang doesn’t allow you to go.”

.....

“But Wangye is the one who chased me away first.”

“Xiao Yu. This place is full of danger. You should not be here.”

“Then I will leave.”

“Benwang is worried about you.”

“I’m also worried about Wangye. I…”

“You’re darker.”

“Yes? Who would have ivory skin like Wangye’s beautiful guest?”

“The first princess, Chu Jiaoxin?”

“Does Wangye agree?”

“Benwang thinks so too.”

“The princess is an attractive woman. Wangye is also a man, so it’s not surprising that Wangye is interested in her.”

“She is an interesting woman.”

“Does Wangye see interesting women everywhere Wangye goes?”

“Hm?”

“Han Xinai.”

“Oh. She is a gentle woman.”

“Isn’t Wangye’s palace crowded enough already?”

“Should Wangye expand the palace, then?”

“It is as Wangye’s wish.”

“Benwang wants your opinion.”

“That palace is Wangye’s. Wangye is the person who has to manage it. There is no use in asking me.”

“Benwang wants you to be the one who manages it.”

“I’m not well-versed in handling a palace occupied by many women.”

“What if benwang gets rid of all of them?”

///

“Little fool, benwang doesn’t want the throne, but that does not mean benwang doesn’t want you.”

“But Wangye said…”

Said that he chose freedom, did he not?

“What did benwang say?” His smile was teasing her.

“Go away!” She turned her face away from his hand which was trying to wipe away her tears. The smile he had made her face hot, both from embarrassment and anger. Did he intentionally trick her?

“Don’t cry.”

“And who’s the cause?” Though her heart no longer felt like it was held in an invisible grip, tears still kept falling. Bai Yu could feel that her heart was slowly let go…

“What did benwang do?” He feigned innocence while letting her pinch him to vent her embarrassment.

“Wangye said that Wangye didn’t want the throne. And I thought I was abandoned. I thought—”

“You can only marry benwang.”

“But what about Wangye’s consorts?” She could not overlook that problem…

“You said you’re a selfish woman… Benwang is no different.”

“But that…”

“Xiao Yu.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“Benwang cannot bear to see you become someone else’s and cannot endure even a thought. Can you bear it? Seeing benwang with another woman who isn’t you?”

“Feilong… Will you abandon your freedom for me?”

“Xiao Yu… I no longer have freedom, ever since the day I met you.”

///

“Your Majesty, I’m asking about the plan…”

“Mm. Ask away.”

“Feilong!”

“Can’t you be more obedient?”

“Can’t Your Majesty tell me first?”

“Then kiss here first.”

“Now tell me.”

“Not enough.”

“Tell me first.”

“It’s a top secret.”

“Then I need to know it even more.”

“A kiss first.”

“I already did it.”

“Not enough.”

“…”

“Refusing to kiss, and then this… Is this meant to be a threat?”

“…”

“Will Xiao Yu kiss zhen now?”

“Your Majesty has to tell me first.”

“Kiss first.”

“If Your Majesty doesn’t say it now, then there will be only a kiss!”

“What were we talking about?”

“Your Majesty’s plan.”

“Mmm.”

“Only a kiss it is!”

“Zhen gives up.”

“Then tell me.”

“If zhen tells you now, you might not like it.”

“Alright, just a kiss!”

“There are two reasons why zhen wants Ming-er to marry a Da Chu princess. First, to reduce his power. Second, to increase his power when we have good relations with Da Chu.”

“That means, in the future, that princess will have Da Chu’s power behind her back to help support Qin Wang.”

“That is true.”

“That’s why Your Majesty pretended to assign a mission to Wei Wang, preventing him from coming to the banquet so that he wouldn’t be a marriage option for Princess Chu Jiaoxin. Is that right?”

“You knew?”

“I’m not a fool.”

“You’re the little fool. Then, do you know what zhen’s next plan is?”

“E…Empr…Mmm.”

///

“Dear.”

“Hm?”

“Do you want a girl or a boy?”

“Mhmm.”

“A boy.”

“Why?”

“If it’s a girl, then I’m afraid she’d be a fool like her mother.”

“And I don’t want a boy. I’m afraid he’d be more beautiful than his mother, like how his father is!”

“But you like it, don’t you? I still remember the first time you saw my face. Your eyes had a scary gleam.”

“I don’t like it anymore!”

“Should I grow a beard, then? That way, I might look more masculine.”

“No!”

“Then what do you want, furen?”

“I want a child who won’t be confused as to who’s the father and who’s the mother.”

“In that case, should I cut my face to create an intimidating scar?”

“No!”

“Then I’ll wear a mask.”

“That’s even worse.”

“Covering my face with my hair?”

“Please be careful of your beautiful image, Your Majesty.”

“You’re so hard to please.”

“I’ve always been like this.”

“You’re right… But there’s one thing that you’ve changed.”

“W…What is it?”

“You…”

“I?”

“You’ve gotten heavier.”

///

The play had ended, though the four of them still sat, unmoving.

This was not the first year Bai Yu saw the Zhen Ai Yong Yuan play detailing her relationship with Ouyang Feilong. However, this was the first year that her children came to see it. Furthermore, this year’s play was the closest to the truth than any year before.

“Is Father and Mother’s life really like that?” Ouyang Zhenai was born with the name of love. When she was slightly older, she learned that the day of love originated from the legend between her father and mother, named after her and her brother. What she only now realized was that the first meeting between her parents was quite…poor.

“Your father is a foul-mouthed man.” Bai Yu started.

“And your mother is very foolish,” Ouyang Feilong said to his children in an amused tone.

“Your father never cherishes beauties.” Ouyang Yongyuan raised his brow at his mother.

“Your mother is an ugly woman.” Ouyang Zhenai stared unblinkingly at her father.

“Your father’s palace is full of women!” Ouyang Yongyuan nodded.

“Your mother is the most wicked of them all.” Ouyang Zhenai’s mouth hung open in shock.

“When you grow up, don’t become a foul-mouthed person like your father.” Bai Yu looked at her son.

“When you grow up, don’t become a fool like your mother.” Ouyang Feilong looked at his daughter.

“When I grow up, I’ll be beautiful like Mother!” Ouyang Zhenai raised her arms with a bright smile.

Ouyang Yongyuan looked at his father and mother, then said in the most serious tone a three-year-old child could muster. “When I grow up, I will not be beautiful like Father.”