Quick Transmigration: Vicious Female Side Character Role-play Plan

Today, after a day of commotion, by the time Jiang Xin Ren returned to Listening Rain Pavilion, it was already dusk. As soon as she entered the door, she saw the palace servants looking hesitant, unsure whether to express concern for their mistress’ health or congratulate her on her promotion.

The loyalty of these palace servants was more than enough for those below, but not for those above. Jiang Xin Ren had no intention of making things difficult for them and instructed Qiu Ye:

“Go and give them a handful of coins.”

“Thank you, Mistress!” The palace servants immediately broke into joyful smiles and kowtowed in gratitude.

Jiang Xin Ren smiled, her gaze falling on Chun Hua, who stood behind the crowd with a frightened expression. “Chun Hua, why aren’t you coming over to serve your mistress? Have you forgotten all sense of propriety?”

Chun Hua trembled and immediately said, “Mistress, please forgive me.” She cautiously reached out to support her.

Everything seemed normal inside the room, as if no one had set foot in it since she left, but that was only how it seemed.

She flicked the bud of the jade-inlaid peony. The lifelike flower bud was empty inside. The strand of hair she had specially plucked and placed inside before leaving this morning had vanished without a trace.

It had to be said that Empress was indeed formidable, truly extravagant, actually replacing it with a brand new gold-threaded jade-inlaid peony.

If it were her, she would…

Oh, she would never waste such a precious item to poison others, let alone two of them.

This was truly a case of poverty limiting one’s vision.

Jiang Xin Ren was a bit amused by her own thoughts.

Chun Hua took in her mistress’ every action, feeling more and more uneasy in her heart. Cold sweat beaded on her forehead as her legs trembled.

The room was completely silent. Just as she was about to kneel down and beg for mercy, Qiu Ye pushed open the door and entered, smiling.

“Mistress is so generous that everyone is overjoyed and disoriented, only regretting that they can’t personally thank the mistress, afraid of disturbing her peace.”

“Is that so?” Jiang Xin Ren chuckled and turned to look at Chun Hua. “What about you? Are you happy for your mistress?”

“Mistress’ promotion brings joy to my heart. This servant shares the same mind and heart as the mistress and is also overjoyed.”

“Oh?” Jiang Xin Ren pointed at her and Qiu Ye, laughing. “Chun Hua is indeed eloquent, truly skilled at pleasing others.”

“However, when did I say that I was your mistress?”

Those words exploded like a thunderclap. Chun Hua looked up in a daze. The enchanting face still held a smile, but cold, sharp light filled those beautiful eyes.

“This servant…” Under such a gaze, she didn’t know how to make excuses or deceive this “mistress” who had always been easy to fool in the past. Her glib tongue lost its use.

Jiang Xin Ren looked at her coldly and suddenly reached out to swat down the gold-threaded jade-inlaid peony.

The precious ornament couldn’t withstand such a blow and shattered into pieces, its appearance completely ruined.

Before Chun Hua could react, Qiu Ye stepped forward and viciously slapped her across the face, reprimanding loudly:

“Chun Hua! How dare you! You actually broke the item bestowed by the Empress to the mistress. Are you deliberately trying to sow discord between the Empress and the mistress?! What are your intentions?!”

“No, no! This servant didn’t! This servant…!”

Chun Hua struggled, but Qiu Ye swiftly stuffed a handkerchief into her mouth. Another fierce slap followed, leaving her ears ringing and her mind dazed. She only heard someone say at the end:

“Lock her up and have her reflect thoroughly.”

086 glanced at the rapidly soaring malice value and numbly pushed it aside: [Just lock her up and have her reflect?]

“My place can’t accommodate such a great Buddha. It’s better to send her to hell for a good reflection.”

[This servant doesn’t quite understand what you did today. What exactly did you do?]

It had clearly detoxified the host, so why was she poisoned and vomiting blood again? 086 even suspiciously re-examined itself.

“Because I ingested that poison myself,” Jiang Xin Ren pointed at the location of the Imperial Kitchen.

“The blood was fresh chicken blood that I had Qiu Ye prepare. Mm, it tasted especially fishy.”

[But the Emperor has ordered a thorough investigation. There’s a high chance your tricks will be discovered!]

By then, not only would she fail to gain the Emperor’s affection, she would also anger him because of this. The risk of losing more than she gained was too great.

“Just watch and see.” Jiang Xin Ren sat down on the edge of the bed, her gaze landing on the green bed curtains. She averted her eyes in distaste.

“Is Mistress tired of this color?” Qiu Ye said, “His Majesty bestowed many fine things today. Shall I change them for you?”

Jiang Xin Ren was somewhat interested. “Oh? Bring them in and let me take a look.”

The Emperor was generous, bestowing many jewels and ornaments, although precious medicinal ingredients accounted for the majority. In an instant, the room glittered with splendor.

She picked up a gold-inlaid jade ruyi scepter and sighed deeply at how she was still a vulgar person who loved things that reeked of money the most.

Qiu Ye pondered for a moment in front of the various bed curtains before taking out a set of red-tinged transparent peony curtains and presenting them to her. “Does Mistress like this one?”

Jiang Xin Ren reached out to touch it, but her beautiful eyes were on Qiu Ye. “I’m very fond of it.”

She was fond of how Qiu Ye was clever and quick-witted enough, how she knew to read the situation, and how she could be ruthless, saving her from wasting time on further training.

Qiu Ye naturally understood her mistress’ meaning and said with lowered eyes, “It is this servant’s honor to follow at Mistress’ side.”

[Host, you are so different from the original host. Qiu Ye is so smart, she will definitely become suspicious!] 086 worried.

“Their suspicions are of no use.” What could they do to her even if they voiced them?

Even if they spread word of all sorts of demonic deeds, they were still in her hands. She could make them live or die as she pleased.

“Palace servants follow their mistress for the sake of their future prospects, and Qiu Ye is an exceptionally astute person.”

Once the room’s decoration was completely renewed, the previously elegant and simple style was replaced by exquisite opulence.

Jiang Xin Ren suddenly thought of the name she heard today and asked the system, “Who is that Prime Minister Zhuang?”

[Host clearly didn’t read the plot carefully.] 086 complained.

[His name is Zhuang He Ming, the Prime Minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He has the deep trust of the Emperor, the male lead. He is the only minister specially permitted to freely enter the palace. It’s no exaggeration to say his power shakes the court.

In the original plot, he was an important force in supporting the female lead Zhao Yue Li’s ascension to the position of Empress.]

Jiang Xin Ren was surprised. “A Prime Minister whose power shakes the court?”

The position of Prime Minister inherently diluted imperial power, let alone one with such immense influence!

The Emperor even allowed him to freely enter and exit the palace? Had Mao Xun lost his mind? Wasn’t he afraid that if Zhuang He Ming had a change of heart, disregarding his reputation, and plotted to seize the divine artifact, the entire world would change its surname to Zhuang?

But…

“When does the female lead transmigrate?”

[On New Year’s Eve at the end of the year. Right now, the female lead is still wholeheartedly in love with the Emperor, hiding in her room secretly embroidering a pouch to present to him.]

Jiang Xin Ren: …

She really couldn’t understand what these people were thinking. If she liked someone, shouldn’t she be planning to cultivate her relationship with the Emperor? Securing some status for herself would save her from being taken advantage of.

But this also reminded her that there were only a few months until the female lead’s transmigration. She had to seize the time to climb to the original plot’s position: Zhaoyi.