The life swap begins with Consort Hua becoming Lady Qin.

Following the remaining memories in her mind, Wang Ruofu dodged the night watchwomen and sneaked into the kitchen.

The Fucha family mansion was large, and there were guards everywhere at night. Fortunately, she was still young and slender, and she was wearing a dark-colored nightgown, so she was not conspicuous when she walked close to the wall.

Occasionally, when she catches a glimpse of lanterns in the distance, she will hide behind the artificial hill or pillars, waiting until the person has gone far away before continuing forward.

After much effort, she finally managed to sneak into the kitchen.

After searching for a long time, I couldn't find any delicate pastries, or even half a dry biscuit.

That makes sense. The weather isn't exactly cool these days, so even if there are only steamed buns and the like left in the kitchen, they won't last long. The Fucha family isn't short of food, and they make a fixed amount each day. Any leftovers are either given to the servants or disposed of promptly. There's no way they'd leave any to attract mosquitoes, insects, and rodents.

Wang Ruofu clutched her stomach, which was throbbing with hunger, and grew angrier the more she thought about it. These Jurchen barbarians only allowed her to eat two proper meals a day, and they didn't even feed the half-grown children enough. They even made up some five, six, or seven portions, saying that they were afraid the children would have indigestion at night and not sleep well, or that they were afraid of damaging their spleen and stomach.

Moreover, the mother, Lady Fucha Gioro, who was most fond of using the word "rules" to teach and restrain her in Fucha Langhua's memory, was a person of absolute principle.

Today, Wang Ruofu was new to the place. Perhaps when she landed from that mysterious place, she didn't find her footing properly. When she entered this body, she felt dizzy and weak in the legs, and collapsed onto the governess next to her, passing on her dizziness to the old woman as well.

The old woman was wearing a pair of high-soled shoes that the women here were very proud of.

These aren't shoes at all; they're clearly two instruments of torture strapped to the feet.

When she fell, the old woman couldn't stand up anymore and twisted her ankle on the spot. She sat on the ground and cried out in pain. By the time the doctor arrived, her ankle was swollen so badly that she probably wouldn't be able to get out of bed for ten days or half a month.

Wang Ruofu was initially a little guilty and was about to step forward to greet her and apologize when, unexpectedly, the old woman raised her head and stared at her with a pair of cold eyes.

When Lady Jue Luo arrived upon hearing the news, the old woman coldly said in front of everyone in the room, "Your princess is unruly and cannot be taught by this old woman. Madam, you should find someone more capable!"

But Jue Luo Shi wouldn't listen to her daughter's explanation. Upon hearing this, she hurriedly apologized to the old woman, explaining and instructing people to take good care of her. She also sent medicine and money over.

After the old nanny was carried back to her room by the maids and servants, Jue Luo Shi only gave her a cold look before ordering that she not be given any food that night, so that she would go hungry and learn a lesson.

"What a complete idiot!"

Thinking of this, Wang Ruofu couldn't help but grit her teeth: "Are there really mothers like this in the world, who would rather believe a stranger than listen to their own daughter?"

That's it.

She wasn't really here to be Jue Luo's daughter, nor was she here to take care of her in her old age. The most important thing right now was to find something to fill her stomach.

Afterwards, she should smoothly enter the palace, sit in the position of the mother of the nation, and then bring her daughters Hua'er and Ru'er into the world, so that they can also live the life of a princess and enjoy the best birth in the world. That would be the proper thing to do.

Wang Ruofu was not giving up and searched the kitchen again.

There was no cooked food in the cupboard, and the cutting board was empty, but there was a bamboo basket next to the water vat with about a dozen eggs inside, probably for tomorrow morning's meal.

Her eyes lit up immediately.

If cooked food is unavailable, can't raw food be cooked?

He immediately took four eggs from inside and found a worn-out little bamboo basket next to the stove.

She first used the fire tongs to dig out a few pieces of unburnt charcoal from the still-warm hearth, then took two small pieces of dry firewood and a handful of tinder, and finally took the tinderbox, putting everything into her basket.

She carried the bamboo basket and hid along the way until she finally returned to her own courtyard. She first found a sheltered spot in the corner where she wouldn't be easily seen.

There were a few withered flowers planted there, and the soil was loose. She used a twig to dig a small hole, then took a chipped old flowerpot and put charcoal and firewood in it.

Wang Ruofu first went back into the house and brought back half a bowl of cool water. She then mixed the damp soil she had dug out into a soft mud that could be kneaded into a ball. Afterward, she coated each of the four eggs with a thick layer of mud, being especially careful to seal the shells so as not to leave any cracks.

She placed the kindling at the bottom of the flowerpot, lit it with a tinderbox, and then added two pieces of thin firewood on top.

After the flames rose and fell, and the charcoal glowed red, Wang Ruofu used a twig to put the four mud balls into the flowerpot, covered them with hot charcoal, and then covered them thickly with the charcoal ash he had brought back from the stove. He then pressed the remaining two small pieces of firewood on top and let them burn slowly.

After waiting for about 15 minutes, Wang Ruofu's legs went numb from squatting.

She first used a twig to turn over a clump of mud and carefully tapped it off on the ground.

The outer layer of mud had dried and hardened, cracking open to reveal a slightly yellowish eggshell inside. Ignoring the heat, she fiddled with her hands, peeling it open to reveal a white, tender egg white inside, steaming hot.

Wang Ruofu finally smiled.

"Second brother is right. Learning this trick is the only way to truly not be afraid of starving to death."

After eating three eggs, the agonizing emptiness in my stomach finally subsided, and I regained my strength.

Wang Ruofu buried the remaining mud shells and eggshells in the soil, and then used a twig to disturb the ground and cover up the traces.

The last hard-boiled egg was wrapped in a handkerchief, taken back into the room, and carefully placed under the pillow.

She patted the pillow and said earnestly, "It's uncertain whether it will work out tomorrow. We'll still need your help then."

After saying that, she crawled back into bed, closed her eyes, and quickly fell asleep peacefully.

Before dawn, someone came to wake her up.

Wang Ruofu was fast asleep when she groggily opened her eyes and saw a woman in her forties standing by her bedside. She had her hair styled in a slick, round bun, and her clothes were in a somber color, but her face showed undisguised disdain.

This is Su Mama, the most trusted nanny of the Jue Luo family.

Granny Su looked down at the little girl on the bed, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

"No wonder Madam is angry; the princess's manners are getting worse and worse. How can she sleep with her arms and legs stretched out like that? She's even kicked the blankets over herself. What kind of decorum would that be if outsiders saw this?"

Wang Ruofu looked down at himself.

She was lying on her back with one arm hanging out of the blanket. Although the posture was somewhat relaxed, it wasn't too unsightly.

How can you find fault with this?

She remained silent.

Granny Su assumed she was still asleep and urged her again, "Get up quickly, don't be late for paying your respects to the madam."

Wang Ruofu remained silent and got up without lifting the covers.

Several maids quickly brought water basins, towels, and clothes to serve him.

After washing up, Wang Ruofu sat down at the dressing table and was about to have her hair combed when she suddenly saw a maidservant walking towards the bedside in the bronze mirror, preparing to tidy up the bedding.

The thought of the life-saving food under her pillow flashed through her mind.

"Wait a minute!"

The maid was startled and immediately stopped.

Wang Ruofu stood up, looked around, and saw a small purse on the dressing table. The embroidered pattern on it was very childish, obviously made by this body herself in the past. The stitches were crooked and the petals were of different sizes, but at this moment, she didn't care about whether it looked good or not.

She picked up her purse and walked to the bedside. She took the hard-boiled egg from under the pillow, put it in the purse, tied the drawstring tightly, and hung it around her waist.

Then she said to the maid who was making the bed, "Continue."

Her actions just now were all seen by Granny Su.

Granny Su stared at the bulging purse at her waist, her brows furrowing instantly. She stepped forward and held out a hand: "What did you put in your purse, Princess?"

Wang Ruofu looked up at her, his eyes already showing a hint of displeasure.

She didn't answer, but went back to her dressing table and sat down, saying to the maid beside her, "Didn't you say you were going to be late? Hurry up, don't keep your mother waiting."

When Su was ignored, her face grew even uglier.

"Princess, Madam has always forbidden you from keeping anything that is not in accordance with the rules. Please let me check your purse. If there is nothing amiss, I will return it to you."

After she finished speaking, without waiting for Wang Ruofu's reply, she walked straight forward and reached into the purse at her waist.

Wang Ruofu was startled and pushed her away with his backhand.

"You've gone too far!"

Granny Su staggered two steps, completely stunned.

The maids serving inside the room also stopped what they were doing.

Wang Ruofu sat there, her face still quite youthful, but her aura was anything but weak: "Who's the master, you or me? All you talk about are rules, but you don't greet the master, you don't bow, you look down on everyone with your dog eyes. I'm only letting you off the hook because you're so old and usually have a good reputation. And you've gone too far, daring to snatch things from the master!"