Chapter 1: What Protagonist? What Plot? They Should All Die!

Chapter 1: What Protagonist? What Plot? They Should All Go to Hell!

"Swish!"

Beaded curtains hung down, shimmering with a lustrous glow in the lamplight. The golden hooks and silk canopy were hazy yet magnificent.

On the carved wooden bed, a figure suddenly threw off the quilt and sat up. Her disheveled hair danced wildly, and her hoarse voice was filled with mockery: "Absurd!"

Xiao Li was dead, but it seemed she was alive again.

She had transmigrated into a book from some unknown era, becoming a vicious supporting character, forced to experience her entire life.

Used, love-struck, defiled, pregnant, driven to madness, and dying of a hemorrhage!

It was absolutely ridiculous!

Xiao Li had been forced to feel it all. It wasn't her, but everything was too real. The suffocating pain, the self-loathing, and the nausea made it impossible to breathe, making her scalp tingle.

She couldn't tolerate that spineless plot for even a second.

What imperial power, what protagonist, what plot? They should all go to hell!

"Click."

The subtle sound of the door opening pulled back Xiao Li’s sanity, which had been on the verge of collapse.

A figure crept toward the bed. He cautiously lifted the curtain, and as he looked up, he met a pair of phoenix eyes as cold as the netherworld.

"Ah!"

The intruder was startled and hurriedly apologized: "Forgive me, Princess. Your servant, your servant..."

Xiao Li looked at him, feeling even more absurd.

Zhang Jing, one of the Princess's guards.

In the book, he had long coveted the original body, the Princess Xuanyang. He had only dared to think about it in his heart, never daring to offend her, but after the Princess got drunk, someone gave him an order to unleash the beast within.

He had come to the Princess's bedroom and defiled her. Although he was killed the very next morning, it resulted in her pregnancy.

So she had arrived on this day. Was she still trapped in that book?

Zhang Jing was terrified, but after not hearing the Princess's voice for a long time, he remembered that the Princess was drunk tonight.

He gathered his courage and looked over. The Princess's gaze was still terrifying—cold, deep, and indifferent, as if looking at a dead person, without the slightest ripple.

Was she still drunk?

"Princess... Princess?"

He probed, receiving no response.

So she was still drunk. In that case...

Thinking of what he was about to do, his breathing grew rapid with nervousness.

"Princess..." He leaned toward the bed, his face full of greed and ugly desire.

Perhaps because Xiao Li’s wide-eyed stare was somewhat chilling, he spoke to alleviate his own fear and guilt as he gathered the courage to approach.

"Princess, it’s not that this servant wants to defile you; it’s the Prince Consort... the Prince Consort who told me to come..."

"You are a celestial being, Princess. It’s just that the Prince Consort doesn't know how to cherish you. Why must you pour all your devotion onto him? You are a noble Princess; you should be pampered and loved. Why not look at this servant? This servant will surely serve you well..."

Finally, his hand was about to touch the Princess's shoulder. The moment he had dreamed of was about to arrive.

Just as his heart was leaping with joy, he heard a "squelch."

A short dagger pierced through his clothes without resistance, burying itself deep into his flesh.

Blood gurgled out, and the pain arrived belatedly.

The Princess, who had been like a wooden statue before him, finally had an expression. Those cold, deep eyes slowly lifted, indifferent, sharp, bloodthirsty, and evil.

"The nightmare should end here!"

She smiled, but the smile was like it had been dipped in poison, as if she were looking at the most disgusting thing in the world.

"Princess..."

He wanted to explain, to beg, but no one gave him the chance. With one pull of the blade, his heart was shredded, and his life was brought to a complete end.

"Clang!"

The blood-stained dagger hit the floor. Xiao Li tossed the corpse aside. Her hands and body were covered in blood, but she felt wonderful.

Although she was still in the book, she now had control over the body.

The corners of her lips curled up slowly, her cold smile gradually becoming brazen.

Now, the interesting part had just begun.

She stood up and shouted coldly: "Someone come here!"

Within moments, candles were lit, and the Zhaoyang Courtyard was ablaze with light.

In the main seat, Xiao Li sat in her nightclothes, drinking tea, her hair still hanging loose.

This attire was by no means dignified, not a style meant for public view, but at this moment, no one dared to say a word. Xiao Li’s clothes and face were splattered with blood, a shocking sight to behold.

To one side lay Zhang Jing’s corpse, blood pooling on the floor from his chest. His expression was ferocious, his eyes wide with terror—he had died with his eyes open.

Even though she hadn't spoken or shown anger, the air felt thin, suppressing everyone with such fear that they didn't dare to look up.

The nannies and maids around the Princess knelt on the ground, not daring to make a sound.

They had never seen the Princess this furious, but thinking of what Zhang Jing had done, they seemed to understand. Who wouldn't be pushed to the edge?

That Zhang Jing actually dared to lay a hand on the Princess and forced her to kill him; he truly deserved to die.

Several hurried footsteps approached. The man in the lead had a righteous appearance, thick eyebrows, and large eyes. He looked straight ahead, holding a sword, and walked forward carrying a tray with several items.

"Reporting to the Princess, these were found in Zhang Jing’s room."

Xiao Li lifted her eyes to scan them, then dropped her gaze to the person kneeling at her feet: "Nanny Li, go take a look."

Nanny Li stepped forward, trembling, and took a few glances: "Princess, these are indeed your ornaments. They are worth at least several thousand taels of silver."

Xiao Li closed her eyes: "Zhang Jing committed theft, the evidence is conclusive. Although he is dead, this crime does not end with his death. Send him to the Shuntian Prefecture."

Yang Jun nodded: "This servant obeys."

Xiao Li was not the original owner, but she wouldn't let herself be smeared with filth. Compared to being nearly defiled, it was more appropriate to deal with him on charges of theft. Besides, this didn't stop her from settling scores with others.

Yang Jun took away Zhang Jing’s body. Xiao Li swept her gaze over the people kneeling on the ground: "I will spare you this time, but there will not be a next time."

The group hurriedly begged for mercy: "This servant will keep it in mind."

There were five confidants around the Princess: her wet nurse Qian Hui, who had raised her; the two managing nannies, Gao Zhen and Li Cuiyun; and the two senior maids, Hong Yue and Lan Yue.

Although they were only mentioned in a few lines in the story and were mindless, evil servants who aided the villain, Xiao Li kept them for now, considering their loyalty from beginning to end.

It was strange, though. These people were loyal to the Princess, and usually, they took turns standing guard at night, yet tonight, there wasn't a single person.

Not only did they let that thief Zhang Jing open the door and enter, but in the book, they didn't even know she had been raped.

It was simply too unreasonable, as if they had all vanished. Everything had conspired to let Zhang Jing succeed—the right time, the right place, and the right people, as if they were possessed.

Xiao Li bathed again. The blood on her body dissolved into the water. The reddish color overlapped with the plot she had experienced, but this wasn't her blood; it was someone else's.

"Splash!"

She stood up, looked at the tub of water, and thought about being defiled in the book and carrying Zhang Jing’s child. She felt instantly disgusted: "Change the water!"

After washing three times and burning incense, she finally felt she had been washed clean.

She had been affected by the emotions from that nightmare plot after all.

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