1 Soul Transmigration

The red candles flickered festively, but they could not hide the murderous atmosphere in the Xiao Estate. The black-clothed guards in the courtyard stood on both sides with halberds in their hands. A little maidservant knelt outside the wedding room with tears in her eyes. The other maidservants and old women stood there trembling, their bodies shivering as the woman in the room screamed from time to time.

"Tell me, where is it?" A cold male voice was mixed in, without any emotions.

"Xiao Yelei, you agreed to Father's betrothal just to obtain it? I will tell Father that you want to… Ah…" Blood flowed from the corner of the woman's mouth as she shouted sharply. Before she could finish speaking, she screamed again. With a bang, her body was sent flying and her forehead hit the corner of the table heavily. Blood flowed from her forehead to the corner of her eye, and her consciousness slowly dissipated.

Xiao Yelei, who was wearing a wedding robe, glanced coldly at the woman who had lost her consciousness. He did not even frown. "Someone, wake her up!"

Just as he finished speaking, the maidservants waiting outside the door pushed open the door and entered. They looked at the bride who was lying on the ground in a sorry state and their bodies trembled again.

"Your… Your Highness, she is… the princess…" The leading nanny reminded Xiao Yelei with a trembling voice.

Xiao Yelei glanced at her and smiled cruelly. "Princess? Hmph, splash her with water to wake her up!" After she asked that useless ruler to make him marry her, she could forget about living like a comfortable princess!

"Yes, Your Highness!" The old nanny did not dare to disobey the Prince. She could only turn back and gesture to the maidservant behind her to do as the Prince said.

With a splash, a basin of ice water poured onto the woman.

"Cough, cough…" Yin Siyue choked and coughed for a while. When she regained consciousness, she felt the coldness in her body and pain in her forehead. She wanted to raise her hand to touch it, but she realized that she could not use any strength.

Xiao Yelei strode forward and slowly squatted down in front of her. He grabbed her chin forcefully. "Yin Chujin, I'll give you another chance. Where's the thing?"

The pain in her jaw stimulated Yin Siyue's nerves. She opened her eyes with difficulty, and the shadow of a man in red vaguely appeared in front of her. When she finally saw his face clearly, she subconsciously closed her eyes again. However, this action was undoubtedly a provocation to Xiao Yelei, so he increased the strength in his hand.

"It hurts…" Yin Siyue felt that her jaw was about to dislocate. She struggled to say a word and opened her eyes again. She really did not know the man in front of her.

"Yin Chujin, if you know it hurts, you'd best tell me where it is. Perhaps I'll let you live a little more comfortably."

Yin Chujin? The person he was calling was her? What did he want?

The rumbling explosion seemed to still echo clearly in her ears. The thick black smoke could not be dispersed, and the air became thinner and thinner. Death had come too suddenly. Before Yin Siyue could react, her body seemed to have been torn apart and corroded. The moment she closed her eyes, a strong white light flashed. She thought that her life had ended, but she opened her eyes again, but she was no longer the same person.

With just a glance, Yin Siyue knew that this was ancient times and was no longer the dark organization she had lived in for twenty years. She was a modern poison maker who was proficient in developing all kinds of poisons. Just now, the underground laboratory she was in had exploded…

Was this a dream? But why was the pain in her body so clear? The endless pain in her jaw forced her to look straight at the man in front of her. She raised her eyes to look at him with difficulty and forced out a sentence. "I… don't know what…"

"Very well!" Xiao Yelei smiled instead of being angry. He pinched her chin and threw her head to the side. Yin Siyue's forehead hit the leg of the table heavily. "Someone, throw her to Wuyuan. I want to see how long she can be stubborn! Nanny Wu, follow her to Wuyuan and search her body. The others, search everything she brought from the palace. Bring any papers to me."

"Yes!"

Yin Siyue was dragged out of the new room by two guards, one on the left and one on the right, followed by Nanny Wu. The little maidservant, who had been kneeling on the ground, crawled over and hugged Yin Siyue's leg, crying until her voice was hoarse.

"Princess, Princess…"

Yin Siyue opened her eyes with difficulty to look at the little maidservant. Her entire body was weak, and she could not even use the strength to speak to her. The guard only paused for a moment before continuing to drag her out. The little maidservant staggered up and ran behind her.

She was thrown into a deserted and dilapidated house like a ragdoll. After the guard left, Nanny Wu took off all her clothes and shook them for a while. She repeatedly confirmed that there was no paper before leaving. Only when she left did the little maidservant cry and pick up her clothes to help her put them on.