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

Qi He felt sleepy after sitting at the table for a while.

If she hadn't run into Shang Jue on the way, she would have already been resting in her own courtyard.

The weariness from the meeting carried over into the informal banquet. She had absolutely no interest in the businesses the merchants were discussing, and even though she understood what they were saying, she had no intention of joining in.

Fortunately, there weren't many people in this corner, so she quietly rested her chin on her hand and closed her eyes for a while.

The sight of a beautiful woman sleeping in spring naturally attracted some attention, but mostly it was ridicule.

She was used to being the decorative vase and had long since become accustomed to such gazes.

Liu Yan also saw that she was asleep, but because Shang Jue was present, he managed to maintain some composure and did not say anything to her face.

But he couldn't control his talkative subordinates.

A man holding a wine cup next to him chuckled: "Truly worthy of being called Miss Qi the Second, calling her a good-for-nothing really lives up to the name."

Another person chimed in, "She's always like this; it's a miracle she didn't fall asleep at the summit."

"Indeed, I wonder why Young Master Qi brought her here. Does she even understand these things?"

"I think the Qi family has suffered too many losses recently, and they're grasping at straws. Do you really expect her to turn the tide?"

"Her? In my opinion, it would be more practical to find her a rich family to marry into."

Shang Jue slammed the wine cup in his hand onto the table with a "click".

Liu Yan and the others were all hanging around him today, hoping to become familiar with him in Jingyu, and they paid special attention to his actions.

Seeing his displeasure, everyone immediately fell silent.

Shang Jue was inexplicably angry, and Liu Yan was completely baffled.

Qi He, who was not far away, seemed to be getting a little cold.

The breeze through the banquet hall was quite cool, and she unconsciously shrugged her shoulders after falling asleep.

Shang Jue's gaze lingered on her face, as if it had taken root. After a moment, he suddenly strode towards her.

Liu Yan and the others' expressions changed, and they looked at each other in bewilderment.

Qi He seemed to sense something in her sleep, and when Shang Jue stood in front of her, she opened her eyes as if sensing something.

What does it feel like to open your eyes and see your ex-husband?

It was still that ex-husband who would take her life in the future.

Qi He was so frightened that her heart stopped for a moment, her mind went blank, and she almost thought that Shang Jue was going to attack her here.

With so many people around, he wouldn't be so blatant, would he?

She subconsciously stood up to leave, a movement that Shang Jue found extremely irritating.

His voice was a little dry. He paused for a moment, then said coldly, "Am I really so bad that you'd avoid me like the plague?"

Qi He thought to herself, "It's not that I'm avoiding you, it's that you're avoiding me!"

She didn't say a word, but her tense shoulders and back betrayed her nervousness.

She just didn't want to stay with the male lead; her plan to run away still had two things left to do.

There was a moment of silence between them.

Qi He felt that Shang Jue, after turning to the dark side, seemed more taciturn and his thoughts were harder to guess.

"It seems you've made up your mind not to speak to me," Shang Jue said coldly. "Or is it that even speaking to me now disgusts you?"

What's going on now? You were the one who pretended not to know her first, and now you're turning around and saying she's ignoring you.

Fortunately, Liu Yan and the others stepped forward in time to smooth things over: "Young Master Shang?"

At this moment, Qi He even found Liu Yan more pleasing to the eye. As long as she could keep Shang Jue away from her, she could reconcile with the whole world.

Why did Shang Jue take a liking to Qi He? Liu Yan gritted his teeth, remembering that he had been overshadowed by her for more than twenty years, and the jealousy in his heart surged up again.

Those around them, observing the atmosphere, noticed that the relationship between Shang Jue and Qi He was not friendly. The person who had just mocked her said sarcastically, "Second Miss, this is not the Qi family home. You can't act as you please here. If you want to throw a tantrum, at least consider the occasion."

Qi He asked, bewildered, "Who are you?"

The man was so choked he almost passed out.

Another person spoke up: "Second Miss, Young Master Shang has come from afar. Even if the Qi family isn't the organizer, shouldn't we treat him like this? Or is it that you have some dissatisfaction with Young Master Liu?"

Qi He finally understood; this person had come to give her a hard time.

She didn't care if others gave her a hard time, but she couldn't let her older brother and the Qi family lose face as well.

"Are you a guest?" Qi He scoffed, not even bothering to glance at him. "What business is it of yours if my husband and I are arguing?"

Suddenly, all was quiet.

Shang Jue's expression inexplicably relaxed a little.

Startled by Qi He's retort, Liu Yan's friend lost face: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Has she gone mad after the Qi family lost power?

Does marrying a man really mean you can climb the social ladder just because you have a pretty face?

Qi He used to act arrogantly only because the Qi family was powerful and influential. Now that Liu Yan is on their side, does he expect her to be subservient to him?

I've disliked her for a long time. She's a good-for-nothing with nothing but her face. Why does she get so many advantages?

"Qi He, you don't actually think the Qi family is still the same as before, do you? Without your eldest brother, you are nothing."

Qi He raised an eyebrow. If that's how you put it, then I'm really getting excited.

"Really?" She gave a forced smile, then suddenly took Shang Jue's arm affectionately, her voice sickeningly sweet, "Even without my older brother, I still have Shang Jue, right, my husband?"

It was so affected and pretentious that it was like a deep-sea torpedo that it stunned everyone present.

The crowd's expressions were a mix of emotions, staring at her as if they had seen a ghost.

Has he really gone mad?

Why doesn't Ke Shangjue shake off her hand?

Liu Yan stared at Shang Jue in disbelief: "Young Master Shang, this..."

Shang Jue raised his eyes and glanced at Qi He with a half-smile.

Qi He always felt that there was murderous intent in his eyes, but she silently told herself, "Don't panic, I'm not afraid. As long as I pretend I don't see it, it doesn't exist."

"Young Master Liu is getting better and better at handling things these days. Are you even going to meddle in my family affairs?" Shang Jue's tone remained calm, but there was a clear hint of protectiveness in his words.

He spoke so bluntly that even the slow-witted Liu Yan understood.

Was what Qi He said actually true?

Shang Jue and she were actually husband and wife?

When did this happen?

Didn't Qi He marry a poor boy before? How did she end up getting involved with the head of a merchant family in the capital?

The sudden silence at the banquet was like an impenetrable net, enveloping everyone.

Qi He held onto Shang Jue's hand tightly, and she could even feel the slight tension in his arm and the burning heat that seeped through his clothes.

She suddenly regretted her impulsive actions, but the words were already out, so she could only stand there stiffly, not daring to move even a fingertip.

Shang Jue glanced down at the hand resting on his arm, but neither moved it away nor spoke.