Yingying and the Dog - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Before I was banished to the Cold Palace, I was an optimistic person.

I didn’t fight for favor, didn’t get involved in harem intrigue, and focused solely on managing my own idiotic little life.

Every day, all I did was grin like a fool with all my teeth showing.

I was so optimistic that it wounded the gloomy bastard who was emperor at the time.

With one grand wave of his hand, the emperor threw me into the Cold Palace.

And there I stayed for more than three years.

I heard things outside were a complete mess.

The Empress was caught hoarding private troops by the emperor. Her nine clans were executed.

The Imperial Consort failed to assassinate the emperor. Her nine clans were executed.

Consort Shu and Consort De had an explosive, forbidden lesbian romance. Their nine clans were executed.

Consort Xian had the last laugh and, after great difficulty, finally became Empress.

Then the city fell.

The rebel army stormed in.

The emperor fled, leaving the entire palace full of concubines and consorts to fend for themselves.

I was huddled in the Cold Palace when the rebels grabbed me and dragged me out.

They hauled me to Xuanzheng Hall.

Then threw me in front of the New Emperor.

“Boss, this woman is real crafty. She even knew to hide in the Cold Palace!”

“If we hadn’t searched so carefully, we really wouldn’t have found her.”

The New Emperor, Xiao Huan, sat on the dragon throne with one leg crossed over the other.

The sword at his side was still dripping blood.

He let out a cold laugh. “That crafty? Then this person absolutely cannot be allowed to live.”

“Behead her…”

From his lofty seat, Xiao Huan casually glanced at me.

Then he suddenly froze.

His gaze instantly changed from lazy to resentful.

I was terrified, but then I heard his inner thoughts.

[I am a rebel transmigrator, and I have been reborn.]

[In my last life, I was bewitched by this deposed consort of the former dynasty and became her toy puppy.]

[I even gave her the throne.]

[Who would’ve thought that having me as her man still wasn’t enough for her? She actually took male favorites right in front of me and pissed me off so badly I died on the spot.]

[In this life, I will never fall for a wicked woman’s tricks again. She will not play me like a fiddle!]

[I must imprison this wicked woman and punish her harshly!]

[This and that, that and this, until she understands what is meant by a dragon’s fury!]

The rebels were just about to drag me away and execute me when Xiao Huan raised a hand.

“Wait. Leave her. I will deal with her personally.”

Although I couldn’t understand what the New Emperor was muttering to himself about,

I did understand that he meant to punish me.

I was scared out of my wits.

The New Emperor was actually this cruel.

Rather than fall into his hands and end up mangled beyond recognition, piece by piece,

I might as well kill myself and leave behind the noble reputation of dying for my country.

I gritted my teeth, turned, and slammed myself toward a pillar.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Huan flew into a rage.

He moved incredibly fast, leaping down from the dragon throne.

Grabbing me by the collar, he yanked me back.

His inner voice abruptly twisted.

[Unbelievable. She actually dares to die for love with another man right in front of me.]

[Impressive. I don’t want to live either.]

He wouldn’t let me live, and he wouldn’t let me die.

Was the New Emperor provoking me?

I refused to accept this.

I glared fiercely at the New Emperor.

After a stretch of dead silence,

The tips of his ears suddenly turned red, and he looked away.

[Ahem. What a move. She actually threw me a flirtatious look.]

[Wifey, you win. There are too many people watching, so this isn’t convenient. Throw me more of those when we get back.]

In the next instant, Xiao Huan suddenly slapped himself across the face.

[Xiao Huan, oh Xiao Huan, how did you fall for this wicked woman’s tricks again?!]

[Why do you keep taking one fall, then another fall, then another? What are you, a bottomless stomach?!]

Under the strange gazes of the many rebels, as well as the trembling eunuchs and palace maids,

Xiao Huan said calmly, “There was a mosquito on my face. I merely slapped it.”

Then he turned to me.

“You think you can die just because you want to?”

“Your life belongs to me. If I don’t allow you to die, then you can’t die. Mad? Are you mad?”

“Being mad won’t help.”