Transmigrated into the body of the vicious first wife of a fallen prime minister

Qi He felt that the atmosphere between the two of them was a bit awkward.

What should we do in this situation?

Of course, the best course of action is to make a quick getaway!

So he yawned and went back to his room to rest.

She spent the night in Shang Jue's room, which wasn't exactly uncomfortable, but she wasn't used to sleeping with someone, especially someone like Shang Jue.

My own bed is the most comfortable, spacious, and I can roll around in it.

Qi He sighed, then threw herself onto the couch without any decorum and rolled around a few times.

Is there anywhere in the world more comfortable than a bed?

Thinking that I will be leaving soon, I am really reluctant to part with this bed.

She had been up all day and drifted off to sleep as soon as she got into bed.

She was awakened by the noise outside in the middle of the night.

"How come it's already dawn after I just closed my eyes..."

Half-asleep, Qi He touched the water clock beside her pillow; it was just past the hour of Chou (1-3 AM).

She slipped on her shoes, got up, and pushed open the door. In the lamplight of the corridor, Shang Jue was already dressed and stood in the hall with a gloomy expression, as if he was about to go out.

Qi He was stunned for a moment, wondering if the male lead was so diligent now that he felt it wasn't enough to go to the shop at dawn, and he would set off at 1-3 pm.

Hearing the noise, Shang Jue turned to look at her: "Did I disturb you?"

Although she was indeed woken up, Qi He shook her head: "No, where are you going in the middle of the night?"

We can't really go to the business, can we?

Shang Jue paused for a moment, then composed himself, saying, "Shang Yue's condition is not very good."

The room fell silent for a moment.

Qi He opened her mouth, wanting to say a few words of comfort, but swallowed the words back.

You can't just say something like, "Don't worry, your sister has the protagonist's destiny to protect her, she'll be fine."

She remembered that in the original story, Shang Yue not only survived, but also found a matching blood type, and later got married and lived a very comfortable life.

Qi He didn't say anything more. She quickly put on an outer garment, washed her face, and went downstairs: "I'll go with you."

Shang Jue seemed somewhat surprised: "You're not going to rest?"

"Human life is at stake, how can I sleep peacefully?" Qi He muttered. "I'm not that heartless."

Shang Jue's gaze lingered on her face for a long time before he finally took a thick cloak and wrapped her up tightly: "The night is cold and the dew is heavy, put on another layer."

A blue-curtained carriage slowly drove out of Qianjin Tower.

Shang Jue remained silent the entire way, and Qi He knew that he must be feeling very heavy-hearted.

"Don't worry too much," she said first. "It will definitely be alright."

Shang Jue lowered his eyelashes.

Qi He added, "Nowadays, medical technology is advanced, and the Qi family has plenty of money to find suitable blood. We will surely be able to find it."

Shang Jue's eyes flickered slightly, and he closed them briefly: "I hope so."

Qi He tried hard to recall how Shang Yue recovered in the original novel.

She remembered that the novel didn't seem to go into detail, only saying that after Shang Jue seized power from the Shang family, Shang Yue's illness gradually healed, and the rare blood was changed without any further explanation.

By the way, what was that blood called again?

It seems to be called... Phoenix Blood?

It's no wonder Qi He remembered it so clearly; the name itself was just too fantastical.

She felt that this phoenix blood was similar to the "panda blood" of later generations; it was rare, that was all.

It seems that after Shang Jue came to power, his influence grew, and he was able to mobilize more resources, which eventually led him to find this blood.

Qi He pondered silently, but felt there was something crucial she hadn't fully grasped.

At 3:45 AM, the Renhe Hall in the city was brightly lit inside and out.

When Qi He arrived, Shang Yue's emergency treatment was still ongoing.

She and Shang Jue waited in the corridor for about two hours, until the sky outside was turning a pale white, before the old doctor finally finished.

Shang Yue was carried out, her face ashen, her eyes tightly closed. She was taken to the quiet room in the backyard without uttering a single word.

"The young lady's condition is not good. She needs to be kept in the quiet room for observation for a while. If she wakes up, that will be good; if she doesn't..."

The doctor took off his blue cloth hat, saying, "The family should also be prepared."

Qi He glanced at Shang Jue subconsciously and saw that he was clenching his fists and his face was so dark that it was almost devoid of light.

She couldn't offer any help, so she just stood with Shang Jue outside the window of the quiet room, glancing at Shang Yue through the paper window.

The little girl's face was deathly pale, and there was still blood and foam on her lips from coughing up.

Qi He recalled that the last time she saw her, she was lively and energetic, but in the blink of an eye, she had become so withered.

Her heart sank, and the thought of her inevitable fate added to her sense of unease.

"Are you hungry?" Shang Jue suddenly asked her.

Qi He came to her senses, just as her stomach betrayed her by growling. She couldn't bring herself to say she wasn't hungry.

"Let's go out and have some breakfast."

"How about... I stay with Xiaoyue a little longer?"

"No need," Shang Jue sighed. "I'm used to it."

This was not the first time Shang Yue had acted so dangerously.

This is the third time Shang Yue has been admitted to the hospital since Uncle Chen mentioned that Miss's condition was getting worse.

The first two times weren't this dangerous; she was able to talk to him with her eyes open when she went.

At exactly 5:00 AM, the breakfast stall in front of the clinic had just been set up.

Qi He sat obediently in the carriage and waited. Soon, Shang Jue returned with a tray of steaming hot steamed buns.

The two sat in the pavilion in the back garden of the clinic. Qi He took small bites of the steamed bun while secretly glancing at Shang Jue, who was lost in thought.

He was so upset, but he couldn't just not eat.

Shang Jue's thoughts were in disarray when suddenly a steamed bun appeared before him.

He came to his senses and saw that it was Qi He who handed it to him.

"I can't eat anymore." The other person looked completely innocent.

Shang Jue glanced at her, then lowered his head and took a bite, the scalding hot meat juice spreading in his mouth.

"Eat some more." Qi He looked at him. "It's inconvenient for you to hold the soup bowl, so I'll feed you."

They fed each other like that, and the rest of the steamed cakes ended up in Shang Jue's stomach.

His burning stomach felt as if it were being gently stroked by two hands, and it slowly calmed down.

After finishing the steamed bun, Qi He slowly drank the soup from his bowl, secretly planning something.

With the New Year fast approaching, Shang Jue showed absolutely no intention of returning to the capital.

What should we do?

Qi He was genuinely anxious; if Shang Jue didn't return, she wouldn't have a chance to arrange her escape.

Although she felt that Shang Jue wouldn't do something to kill her in the snake pit, the two of them did have some relationship now.

But she didn't dare to gamble.

The vengeful Shang Jue from the novel left a deep impression on her.

She remembered that in the original story, Shang Jue was forced to return to the capital. It was because the original owner of the body had taken a large sum of money from Juxian to pay off gambling debts and then framed Shang Jue, causing him to lose Qi Zheng's trust and be forced out of Jinling by the Qi family.

After leaving Jinling, he took his sister back to the capital. By then, he had become powerful and was determined to seize control of the Shang family.

The rest of the story is history. Six months later, he returned to Jinling and completely crushed the Qi family.

Qi He would never do something as immoral as stealing silver and framing someone.

But is there no other way to allow Shang Jue to leave the Qi family and return to the capital in a dignified manner?

She racked her brains but to no avail.

He cautiously probed, "Shang Jue, have you ever considered that if we can't find suitable blood in Jinling, we could try the capital? After all, it's the capital, and the resources there are more abundant than in the south."

Shang Jue paused for a moment while holding the soup bowl.

Qi He asked casually, "I heard from my older brother that your hometown is in the capital?"

"Um."

She mustered her courage and asked with a hint of anticipation, "Then will you be going back to the capital for the New Year?"

Tell me quickly!

Tell me quickly!

"No reply." Shang Jue gave her a disheartening answer.

"Why?" Qi He asked, puzzled. She thought to herself, "Male lead, you've been biding your time for a year. Haven't you been gathering your strength to prepare for your return to Shang?"

You can use these business tips, let's get started!

Show your ruthlessness!

"I've had a falling out with my mother," Shang Jue said casually.

Qi He knew from the conversation that it wasn't that simple. Given the social standing of the business family, a mother and son turning against each other was definitely not an ordinary quarrel.

Well, in the end, you still have to rely on yourself for everything.

She thought the conversation was over.

Unexpectedly, Shang Jue suddenly added, "I've never been very close to her since I was a child."

Qi He turned her head in surprise, not expecting that Shang Jue would be willing to tell her about his own affairs.

She didn't reply, but listened patiently.

"My mother and father did not have a good marriage. When I was three years old, my father had an affair."

Qi He quietly pricked up her ears.

Now it's time to listen to the original family.

"When I was five years old, a major incident happened in my family." Shang Jue paused for a moment, "My mother was kidnapped, along with my father's lover."

Qi He gasped in shock. A choice between wife and concubine? What a life-or-death decision!

How melodramatic!

"The kidnappers probably wanted more ransom so that my father would have to choose between my mother and his mistress."

Qi He held her breath. "Your father chose your birth mother?"

"No, he chose my mother because she was pregnant with my sister at the time."

"If she weren't pregnant, he probably wouldn't have chosen her." Shang Jue gave a self-deprecating smile.

Qi He was at a loss for words and could only sigh silently, "As expected of the male lead, his background is indeed worthy of his status."

"No one wanted Shang Yue to be born. Her biological parents hated her. Only I wanted her to come. At least then, I wouldn't be the only lonely person in this world."

Qi He thought to herself that she should comfort the male lead, since he had already poured his heart out to her.

Shang Jue felt he had said too much; even if he were to say it to Qi He, that heartless little vase, she might not feel anything.

Just as he was about to get up, Qi He suddenly leaned over and gently wrapped her arms around him.

Shang Jue was stunned for a moment, then tightened his arms and hugged her.

He lowered his head and buried his face in the crook of her shoulder.

Qi He thought to herself, he must really be very sad.

He was unloved by his father and mother, and grew up relying on his only younger sister, who then developed this condition.

In the end, the wife he married was no less of a worry.

Qi Xiaohe, who was always causing trouble, felt a pang of guilt and resolved to save money in the future, at least not to buy such large gemstones.

"What are you thinking about?" Shang Jue suddenly asked in a muffled voice.

Qi He blurted out, "I'm thinking about how to save money."

Shang Jue was speechless for a moment, then chuckled softly: "Has Qi Xiaohe finally had a change of heart, realizing how hard her husband has worked, and now she wants to learn to be a virtuous wife?"

Qi He's face flushed from his retort. Go to hell! Give me back that little bit of guilt she felt!

But she didn't break free; she let him hold her, burying her face in his chest, the crisp scent of pine lingering around her nose.

"You won't be all alone forever," Qi He said sullenly. "I'll be with you from now on."

I can probably stay with her for about six months.

From now on, you'll have to walk your own path, Shang Xiaojue.

Shang Jue hugged her tighter, like a drowning person grasping at the last piece of driftwood, and asked in a low, hoarse voice, "Qi He, if I do something wrong, will you blame me?"

Qi He thought for a moment: "That depends on what it is."

"What if it's something really bad?"

"Then buy me ten houses."

Shang Jue's heart skipped a beat at her abrupt words, and he couldn't help but laugh again: "What do you need so many houses for?"

"I just want to have it, is that not allowed?" Qi He said matter-of-factly.

She patted Shang Jue on the back and whispered, "As the sage said, 'When Heaven is about to place a great responsibility on a person, it will first test their will and strengthen their body.' Although your first half of life has been full of hardships, the road ahead will surely be smooth. That's how it's written in storybooks. With your background, you are clearly destined to be a protagonist. Don't worry, the hard times are about to come."

Indeed, after she became an obstacle in the early stages, Shang Xiaojue's road to success officially began.

Her role in the novel is at most twenty percent.

Qi He let Shang Jue hold her and said all the nice things, but the other party didn't react much.

She reflected on it for a moment, wondering if she hadn't flattered him properly.

Unexpectedly, the next second Shang Jue suddenly released her, placed his hands on her shoulders, and gently pulled her away a little.

Qi He looked completely bewildered.

Shang Jue spoke slowly and deliberately: "You said I got the male lead's scenes, what about you? Aren't you the female lead?"

Qi He took a deep breath and forced a smile.

"My dear dad!"