Chapter 2

Chapter 2

The transmigrated woman was stunned, her face full of existential doubt.

After all, I had just put on such a virtuous, magnanimous, considerate, gentle little-wife act… In short, I had looked very easy to bully and very good at swallowing my anger.

But in reality, I had nothing to do with those traditional virtues of noble ladies.

As the emperor’s only full-blooded younger sister and the only princess of the Da Liang Dynasty, if I didn’t throw my weight around, who would? If I wasn’t overbearing, who would be?

I let out a sneer. “You reckless little thing, talking about equality in front of this princess.

“If everyone is born equal, why don’t you go be equal with the beggars on the street? Why don’t you go spend your whole life as one couple, one heart with some old farmer in the fields? An old farmer couldn’t afford a second wife, so he definitely wouldn’t make you share one husband with another woman.”

She was left speechless. The moment she heard how I referred to myself, her face turned white.

I supposed Song Yan hadn’t told her that besides being the Song Family’s daughter-in-law, I was also the dynasty’s precious and exalted Princess Zhaoyu.

The transmigrated woman dawdled and refused to jump, so I gave her a kick and sent her into the filthy ditch too.

Watching that shameless pair flail around in the stinking water, I smiled sweetly and kindly reminded them, “Careful now. The lotus pond was just cleared out, so it’s full of mud snakes, leeches, and crabs.”

The second I finished speaking, the transmigrated woman shrieked, her face deathly pale as she struggled with all her might. Anyone who didn’t know better would have thought she was drowning. I frowned and mocked her without mercy. “Stop howling. The water only reaches your waist. Thrashing around like that won’t drown you. You can try lying down and flailing again.”

The transmigrated woman froze awkwardly in place.

Song Yan had already climbed ashore. In a fury, he yanked a lotus root segment off his head and snapped, “Zhao Jinyu! You dug up all the lotuses I planted?”

“That’s right.” I admitted it openly. “This stinking pond was freshly cleared out. Very fresh. Do you like it? Someone went to the frontier and refused to come back, and with no one around to admire the lotuses, I figured I might as well fill it in and plant something I actually like looking at.”

The pitch-black figure across from me came walking over, covered head to toe in mud. He looked absolutely filthy. My mouth was all arrogance and righteous confidence, but my feet betrayed my disgust and cowardice as I retreated again and again, hiding behind one of the beauties beside me.

Then a piercing pain shot through my foot.

Damn it. I had twisted my ankle when I kicked someone just now.

In an instant, tears sprang to my eyes from the pain. When the beauties saw it, they immediately gathered around me in alarm and asked, “Your Highness, what’s wrong?”

At that exact moment, Song Yan’s father, mother, elder brother, and sister-in-law returned. Seeing the scene before them, the whole group froze for a moment before the old general roared,

“Song Yan! Were you bullying Her Highness again?”