Quick Transmigration: I Just Want to Die

Chapter 21

Three days later, the Empress came to check the results.

Ah Jin performed exceptionally well, and Zhang Mama couldn't find anything wrong with her.

Ah Jin seized the opportunity to say that she wanted a troupe to perform at the palace.

The Empress, of course, disagreed.

Ah Jin said she would not learn if she couldn't watch the performance.

The Empress was furious, but there was nothing she could do about it.

As the body belonged to Ah Jin, there was no way she wanted anyone to force her to do it.

So the opera troupe entered the palace without a hitch, and Ah Jin found the troupe master and gave him a script for a man-turned-puppet and told him to do it.

On the day of the performance, Ah Jin invited many imperial concubines.

Unfortunately, the Emperor was too busy to come.

The performance went well, and the final version was a shadow puppet show prepared by Ah Jin.

The script was written by her, and the plot was straightforward.

The story was about two double-act performers who always made mistakes when performing, which led to low business.

Then the guy turned the performers into puppeteers by somehow getting demon magic.

When he had made enough money, he opened a shop to sustain his life. The puppets were abandoned after being used, ending with a miserable death.

The crowd was heartbroken. How could there be such pitiful people in the world?

Ah Jin followed the Empress back to her bed-chamber, so she fell into her arms and cried, "Mother, the people in that play were so miserable. They were used as puppets for the rest of their lives."

The Empress patted her back lightly and retorted, "I told you not to watch the opera performance, but you didn't listen, and now you're crying sadly."

Ah Jin retorted, "But Mother if this daughter obeys you and Zhang Mama in everything, does that make me a puppet on a string?"

The Empress said, "So you were hoping for me here. You went to all that trouble just because you didn't want to learn the rules. Learning the rules is just for your own good. It doesn't make you do everything you're told."

"But Mother, when you wanted your daughter to learn the rules, you didn't allow her to do anything that didn't fit the rules. If everything is according to the rules, what would a daughter be if she were not a puppet? A puppet can only do what is prescribed, not what they want to do. Mother, I don't want to be a puppet. I don't want to die a tragic death."

The Empress scolded, "What nonsense, you are the First Princess of this dynasty, how can you die tragically? What do you want?"

Ah Jin immediately said, "Daughter will learn the rules, but the daughter doesn't want to use the rules for everything, instead of sticking to the rules and not knowing how to be flexible."

The Empress looked at her beloved daughter and softened once again, "That said, you have to learn the rules well. Mother will not care so much, okay?"

Ah Jin hugged the Empress happily, "Great! Mother is the best."

The Empress poked her on the head, "Little flatterer."

Ah Jin asked again, "So can I still leave the palace to play?"

The Empress said sternly, "You are not allowed to get an inch. You will soon be of age. Your Father won't allow you to run out anymore."

Ah Jin was disappointed, but that's okay. After all, once she married, she couldn't see her every day.

Ah Jin felt that the original character's situation was not caused by one person but rather a multifaceted environmental problem.

A monstrous product in the context of the larger society.

Zhang Mama's harshness, the Empress's persecution, the Emperor's alienation was a step-by-step process that pushed the original character to eventually lost herself.

The Marquis, however, gave the original character a fatal blow.

No one was at fault in this thing, but everyone had it wrong.

The Empress and the Emperor both loved the original character, but in the wrong way, but there was nothing wrong with loving their child.

Rong Yi didn't abandon the original character even if he couldn't get along with her, but what was missing was communication and understanding.

Madam Marquis and the Old Lady also wanted to love their children and grandchildren but in the wrong way.

If there really was a mistake, it would be the servants who hid in the back of the mountain to criticize the master.

From Ah Jin's perspective as a modern person, complaining about the boss wasn't a mortal mistake.

It had to be said that the original character's life was genuinely unlucky and miserable.

Time passed, and Ah Jin was about to reach her fifteenth birthday.

Same familiar recipe, hence typical taste.

The Emperor decreed that she would be crowned Princess of Anping and establish a Princess's Residence, with her land title in the city of Anping where he passed by.

By decree, she was to marry the son of the Marquis of Qinghe, Rong Yi, in May of the following year.

Ah Jin happily received the decree and began to prepare for marriage in her palace.

Her heart was happy as the mission had entered its second half and would soon be over.

People from the Marquis of Qinghe had mixed emotions.

Even Rong Yi was in a daze.

Recalling the question she had asked two years earlier at the Lantern Festival, did she already know something at that time?

Rong Yi felt it was impossible.

The Emperor wouldn't tell her such things even if she was favored.

Despite her glamour, the Princes meant that he would have no connection to the court from now on.

He was the only firstborn son of the Marquis of Qinghe.

The Emperor currently had a clear line of succession.

Even if a concubine son joined the court as an official, his official position would not be very high.

The Emperor was overtly promoting and covertly demoting them, constraining the Marquis of Qinghe.

They would not resist death, which was how it had been done in all the past dynasties.

They received the Imperial Decree with thanks and proceeded with the wedding arrangements.

The wedding of a Princess was by no means more straightforward than an ordinary marriage, with numerous rules and etiquette.

The Princess had to arrange for her servants, and the servants were to be counted as a dowry.

These servants were neither counted as servants of the Marquis nor were they to be regulated along with.

Madam Marquis was so busy her head was spinning.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day of the big wedding.

The Marquis's drums were noisy, and firecrackers rang out.

Rong Yi wore a big red wedding dress embroidered with mandarin ducks and birds.

He rode on a tall black horse with a large red flower tied in front of it.

It was lively and bustling with blowing and beating, sprinkling coins and candies where he passed by.

According to the rules, he should ride a horse around the Imperial City to announce his marriage and start a family.

There was no need to enter the palace to welcome the bride.

The Princess would leave the palace on her own after bidding farewell to her parents.

Ah Jin was now bidding farewell to the Emperor and Empress in turn.

"This daughter kowtows to Father for raising me. Now is the daughter's time to leave."

Afterward, she squeezed a few tears out of her eyes.

His Majesty's eyes reddened slightly.

"You must not be capricious in the future. You must not bring disgrace to the Royals. You must be a good wife and teach your children."

"Daughter knows."

Ah Jin looked at the Empress again.

The Empress remained upright and dignified in her gown.

"I kowtow to Mother for her grace in raising and teaching me. I will do my duty as a woman in the future. I won't let Mother worry."

The Empress turned the jade bead in her hand and faintly responded, "Well, the auspicious time has come. Now go."

Ah Jin kowtowed to the two of them again and got up to go out.

After the Empress saw Ah Jin turn around, her body instantly went limp.

The jade bead strings in her hand were almost too hard to hold and the hand gripping the chair had gone white.

She stared intently at Ah Jin's back.

Her daughter was getting married, she was so sad.

As if Ah Jin had heard her heartfelt voice.

She turned around and took two quick steps to jump on top of her and cried, "Mother, I am so sad to leave you."

The Empress couldn't stand it any longer and tightly embraced Ah Jin into her arms.

"My child, Mother, will I miss you."

The Emperor saw that and turned to wipe his eyes.

The Empress lifted Ah Jin, straightened her back up, looked at her, and said.

"Hurry up and leave. It’s not good to miss the auspicious time. Just come back to the palace often when you miss Mother. If anyone dares to bully you, Mother will make the decisions for you."

That was when Ah Jin bade the Empress a reluctant farewell.

She boarded the palanquin towards the palace entrance.

San Qi was in the space, literally jumping in anger, "You're so good at acting! It's a shame you're not an actress on your next assignment."

If it wasn't for the fact that her emotional value hadn't changed at all in the backend, then he would be convinced that Ah Jin was really sincere.

Ah Jin despised him, "What do you know? The best part of life is when everyone's drunk, and I'm sober and overlooking the world."

San Qi also ignored her and went back to space to mess with something.

Rong Yi knelt three times and kowtowed nine times at the Palace Gate.

Then they returned to the Residence together with the massive procession of seeing off the bride.

Upon entering the new home, the couple must bow to Heaven and Earth, to their parents and each other.

When they got back to the new house, it was time to remove the veil and perform the union ceremony.

Ah Jin was exhausted when the whole shebang ended.

Only the two of them were left in the new room after the ceremony.

Who would dare make a scene in the Princess's new room?

Did they want to die?

Rong Yi looked at the woman in front of him, adorned with Phoenix Coronets and the dainty flowers painted on the forehead.

The Grand Red Phoenix Bird's wedding garment was illuminated by candlelight, making her face all the more bright and beautiful.

Ah Jin smiled at him sweetly.

He was a little dazed by the sight of her red lips and white teeth.

Ah Jin looked at the person in front of her and thought this guy must be stupid and dull.

There was no help for it.

It was pretty easy to get it done with a smile. Nevertheless, the show was still in full swing.

Ah Jin looked at him, "Rong Yi?"

Only then did Rong Yi regain his senses and even bowed. "Your Royal Highness."

Ah Jin smiled back, "You and I are already husband and wife, why be so distant? You can call me Jinxiu, and I'll call you Ah Yi, okay?"

Rong Yi instantly blushed, "That's against the rules."

"It's just you and me here. There is no need for us to talk about this in private."

Rong Yi agreed to this.

After thinking about it, he said, "Jinxiu refers to the meaning of perfect beauty. Jin means fresh and beautiful, and Xiu means gorgeous. I think the word "Jin" matches you. Can I call you A'Jin?"

Ah Jin had the urge to lift the table.

'You son of a ****! You can't call me by my real name!'

Her face, however, remained unmoving, and she gritted her teeth. "Ah Yi, as long as you're happy."

Rong Yi was so happy that he summoned Ah Jin's maidservants to come in to remove her makeup and wash her.

Ah Jin's heart just wanted to punch this big idiot to death.

After freshening up, she pulled Rong Yi's sleeve.

"Let's share a room when I'm ready, okay? "

The ruler had absolute authority.

"That is natural. Please do as you please, Princess."

The following day, Ah Jin took Rong Yi into the palace to thank the Emperor.

The Empress looked at the two people in front of her, a good-looking man and a pretty woman, an excellent match, her heart a little less worried.

She instructed them to live a good life, and if the Princess was unruly, the Prince Consort should be more responsible.

Rong Yi said he would treat the Princess well.

Only then was the Empress satisfied and sent the two of them out of the palace.

On the carriage, Rong Yi asked, "A'Jin, you're tired. Why don't you take a nap?"

Seeing her nod, he quietly placed the cushion behind Ah Jin, making her more comfortable.

Ah Jin was satisfied.

She thought he had a conscience.

Returning to the Marquis' Residence, she had to pay a visit to her in-laws again and needed to brace herself to deal with the situation.

When the Marquis' crowd saw Ah Jin walk into the hall, they immediately rose to their feet and bowed.

"Greetings, Your Highness."

Ah Jin stepped forward to help the Marquis and Madam Marquis.

"Quickly dispense with the formalities. This is a family banquet, no need to be polite."

So the Marquis and Madam rose smoothly. "Thank you, Your Highness, but the courtesies cannot be ignored."

"The Marquis is joking. Now we are a family. There is no need for such vain courtesies between family members."

The Marquis added, "Then I will respectfully follow your orders."

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