NCCnovel Chapter 001 Assassin Transmigrates into a Book
Chapter 001 Assassin Transmigrates into a Book
Lu Zhiyuan has transmigrated into a book.
I transmigrated into a popular novel.
The original owner was eight years old and shared the same name as her. She was a minor character who died after appearing only three times in the book.
In the original story, the wet nurse was bribed by the mistress to strangle the original owner, but by a twist of fate, the original owner suffered from brain hypoxia and became mentally disabled. She was then used by the mistress as an important tool to control and frame the original owner's mother.
“Miss, don’t blame this old servant. Blame yourself for being born into the Pingnan Marquis’s mansion.”
Lu Zhiyuan leaned back, taking advantage of the moment, and looked directly into the wet nurse's eyes.
"Where should I give birth? At my wet nurse's house?"
The wet nurse's eyes reddened.
She had a child who was killed by her mother-in-law, who favored sons over daughters, shortly after birth. Before she could even see her, her husband went to the Pingnan Marquis's residence with a notice and sold her to them for one tael of silver to be the wet nurse for the newborn Lu Zhiyuan.
She hated her in-laws, her husband, and even more so Lu Zhiyuan. She attributed her daughter's death to the notice posted in the Marquis's mansion for sale.
With a fierce determination, he gripped his belt tightly and hissed, "This old servant's daughter is still waiting for you, Miss, in the underworld."
Lu Zhiyuan closed her eyes and said sadly, "It's a pity that you're the one who's going to see her."
The wet nurse sneered, thinking to herself, "You're about to die and you're still dreaming." She braced her knees against the bathtub and gripped the belt tightly with both hands. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her palms. The wet nurse screamed and covered her face; blood trickled from between her fingers.
"I told you, you can't kill me."
Lu Zhiyuan got up, pulled off the belt around her neck, picked up the bathrobe draped over the screen, and put it on.
The wet nurse removed her hand; her eyes were blind, and her face was covered in blisters. Her hands were the same, as if scalded by boiling water, a horrific sight. She trembled in pain, leaning against the wall and sitting on the floor. Lu Zhiyuan grabbed a handful of bath salts and pressed them onto her wounds; a scream echoed through the roof.
“Those who betray their masters shall die, and wet nurses are no exception.”
The wet nurse convulsed in pain and gasped for breath. When the pain subsided slightly, she couldn't help but spit out a sound.
"Who do you think you are, master? You're nothing but a sickly, annoying woman! Let me tell you, the real young lady is coming back. You and your mother will both be kicked out of the Marquis's mansion."
A real heiress?
She remembered now. The original owner of this body was the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Pingnan. Due to congenital heart and lung diseases, she was taken to a separate courtyard to be raised by her wet nurse after she turned one year old. The book described this legitimate daughter very little, so much so that Lu Zhiyuan did not know that the original owner of this body lived such a life in the book.
The original owner's mother, Xie Chaoyun, was the youngest daughter of General Xie Yuandao, a pillar of the state. General Xie was stationed at the border and only returned to the capital when he needed to report on his duties.
The original owner had three maternal uncles. The eldest was a businessman, the second worked in the Ministry of Revenue as a vice minister, and the third was a wandering swordsman who was obsessed with the martial arts world. He had visited the villa half a month ago but was driven away by the wet nurse on the grounds that the original owner was too weak to receive guests.
The Xie family and Xie Chaoyun were deceived by the Lu family, especially Xie Chaoyun, who thought she had a happy marriage, a harmonious relationship with her mother-in-law, and a good relationship with her sister-in-law, but she didn't know that this marriage was a deception from the very beginning.
Her gentle and refined husband not only used her dowry to secretly support a mistress for ten years, but also conspired with her mistress to plot against her two brothers. Furthermore, he falsely accused her father, General Xie Yuandao, of treason with a fabricated letter written by his mistress in imitation of her handwriting, resulting in the execution of all 120 to 130 members of the Xie family.
Her husband, having made a meritorious report, was spared no harm and was even promoted to the position of Vice Minister of Revenue, replacing her second brother.
A quick calculation reveals that the conspiracy began when the mistress instructed the wet nurse to kill the original owner. The young lady the wet nurse mentioned was Lu Jinyao, the illegitimate daughter of the original owner's father and his mistress, who later became the most famous talented woman in the capital.
Interesting, really interesting!
The original owner, who was supposed to become mentally impaired tonight, did not become mentally impaired. So, where would the original story have gone?
With her gaze fixed on the wet nurse, Lu Zhiyuan smiled slightly and raised the corners of her lips.
A clap of thunder rolled by, illuminating her face with lightning. Bloodstains on her face resembled plum blossoms in the snow. She glanced at her wet nurse, who had already breathed her last, threw down the candlestick, sat before the bronze mirror, and picked up a handkerchief to wipe her face gently.
There was only one hairpin left in the box, which she put on herself. Lacking lip rouge, she turned and smeared it with her wet nurse's blood. The blood was a deep color from her age, but it gave her a strange beauty against her pale face.
The maids rushed over at the sound, and upon seeing the scene, cried out in terror, "Quickly, fetch the steward! Miss has gone mad!"
Lu Zhiyuan ignored the people, walked past them, and went outside. Dark clouds pressed down on the sky, and a bolt of lightning struck her. The rumbling thunder sounded like drumbeats, and at the same time, the rain quietly began to fall.
The steward shuffled along, followed by a servant holding an umbrella. He arrived just as lightning struck the rooftop. The steward waved, signaling the servant to step back.
"What has happened in this courtyard, Miss?"
“The wet nurse is dead. She was killed by the young lady.” A maid in a green dress rushed out of the room. “When we arrived, the young lady was wiping away blood. This handkerchief is the evidence.”
A maid handed over a silk handkerchief. The steward hesitated for a moment before taking it, still looking at Lu Zhiyuan as before. His feigned, ingratiating smile had faded, replaced by a hint of questioning and the glee of an impending conspiracy.
"Is what Bitao said true? Miss, did you really kill your wet nurse, Wang?"
"So what if I killed him, or so what if I didn't?" Lu Zhiyuan stared into the butler's eyes: "Should we report me to the authorities, or should I pay for it with my life?"
The butler was stunned; he had never seen such an aggressive young lady.
“Beiliang is a place where the law is upheld, and a murder in the Pingnan Marquis’s mansion must be reported to the authorities. If this person was indeed killed by Miss… Miss, don’t worry, Wang Shi is just a servant. Even if Miss kills her, it’s just a matter of paying more money.”
“What if Wang tries to kill me but I kill her instead?” Lu Zhiyuan exposed her neck: “Look carefully, the wet nurse Wang wanted to strangle me, and the murder weapon is in the room. And the others, who should have been my maids, became accomplices of the wet nurse one by one. According to the laws of Beiliang or the family rules of my Pingnan Marquis’s mansion, they should be beaten to death with sticks.”
Pointing to Bitao, Bitao knelt down with a "thump," not towards Lu Zhiyuan, but towards the butler.
“Bitao is innocent. Bitao only came out to testify against the young lady because she couldn’t bear to see the wet nurse die tragically.”
"We don't know anything. We rushed here after hearing the noise. When we entered, we saw the wet nurse lying on the ground, and Miss was wiping blood with a handkerchief." The maids who had been watching also knelt down, one of them pointing to Lu Zhiyuan's skirt. "The blood on Miss's body is the wet nurse's!"
"Injustice? You don't know?" Lu Zhiyuan walked up to Bitao: "You are my personal maid, and according to the rules, you should be serving me. Where were you when my wet nurse strangled me with her belt, trying to kill me?"
Bitao's eyes darted away: "This servant is going to boil water for Miss."
"Is that so?" Lu Zhiyuan pulled the hairpin from her hair. "Do you know what you're wearing? This is a phoenix hairpin bestowed upon my mother by the Empress on her wedding day, and it was also part of her dowry that she passed down to me. Boiling water was an excuse; you were busy trying on the things you took from me, that was the real reason. Bitao, Bitao, you really are bold."
Bitao's face turned deathly pale, and she lay prostrate on the ground.
Lu Zhiyuan pinched her chin and forcefully wiped her lips: "Black Ointment, a treasure from beyond the borders, is priceless. Within the Northern Liang territory, besides the most favored concubine in the palace, only I possess it. Do you still intend to deny it?"