Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Mystic Moon City, the Continent of Olden.
In the rear courtyard of the city governor’s residence, a woman was tied to a pillar, looking battered and disheveled. She was crying, her eyes wide in indignant rage.
“Su Ye! How could you do this to me?! No matter what, I’m your sister! You are disgracing the governance!”
However, right after she spoke, someone promptly gagged her with a rag.
Her glare became more vicious, and she tried to free herself from her restraints for a long time, but to no avail. More than two hours later, she fainted under the scorching sun.
Through it all, another person was leaning back in a fancy chair beneath the shade of a nearby roof. It was another woman, wearing thick makeup and dressed in expensive silk clothing.
Her eyes were shut, and her brows were knitted tightly. She seemed to be considering something quite seriously. Many people were gathered around her solemnly, most of them guards and fighters.
There was also a scrawny gigolo named Cheng Huan with them. He was dressed in dark purple robes, and was kneeling beside the noble lady’s seat. He was trembling—the menacing atmosphere was obviously taking its toll on him. He was sobbing and whimpering in grief.
“Junior Governor, how could you do this to me? I’ve always favored you and you know it… you’re the only one for me!”
Su Ye didn’t move, and just looked down distractedly at her flamboyant silk robes.
It had taken a long time, but she finally accepted that she had transmigrated into ‘Evil Emperor’, the male-oriented novel she had written herself.
She had transmigrated as a female side character, who shared the same name as her in her previous life… and happened to die very miserably. She had spent a few hours mulling over the fact, and swallowed nervously.
In the book, Su Ye’s mother had died from complications during labor. Since Su Ye’s father had been very close to her mother, he let her consume a spirit stone—a family heirloom of his—to keep the child alive.
That was how Su Ye came to gain superstrength, and with her father, the governor, constantly shielding her, she effectively ruled Mystic Moon City. As such, she showed the typical hedonistic and tyrannical tendencies of a favored child from a rich family. However, that easy life came to an abrupt stop after she beat up the family’s adopted daughter, Su Ruoruo.
And this gigolo before her was the cause of it.
Su Ye would often frequent seedy establishments, and never properly saw to her duties. Su Ruoruo found that side of her unacceptable, as it smeared the reputation of Mystic Moon City. She had tried to convince Su Ye to correct her ways, and followed her to Winter Jasmine, a local brothel.
However, the gigolo whom Su Ye had set her eyes on had taken a liking to Su Ruoruo instead, gazing at her adoringly as if she was an angel. Naturally, given that Su Ye had been spending extravagantly on that gigolo every day, she kicked up a storm.
Feeling humiliated and flying into a rage, she had physically assaulted Su Ruoruo. With Su Ye’s natural superstrength and an armed escort at her beck and call, Su Ruoruo was naturally no match for her. Defeated, she had been dragged home and reduced to her current sorry state.
Not satisfied after beating up her adopted sister, however, Su Ye had then tied her to a pillar and left her to burn under the scorching sun.
An irreparable rift would set Su Ruoruo and Su Ye apart after that.
Three months later, the male lead would arrive with Su Ruoruo, killing every last member of the Su family and destroying their manor. He would personally destroy Su Ye’s cinnabar field, and bind her at the city gates for three days and nights, where she would bleed to death.
Oh, yes… it had been really delightful when she wrote that scene all those years ago. The readers were all so thrilled that they even cheered for her in the comments. She had only cared about that momentary glee when she wrote the book back then, but now, she had basically just dug a grave for herself.
Su Ye rubbed the spot between her brows with a scowl.
Meanwhile, the gigolo who was still kneeling beside her caught the look on her face, and assumed that she was giving in to his begging. His eyes lit up, and he quickly snuggled up to her, tugging at her robe, and wrapping himself around her leg.
“Junior governor, you know that you’re the only one for me. How could I ever fall for your sister?” Cheng Huan batted his eyelashes as he spoke, biting his lip and feigning an innocent and obedient look. Through it all, he was rubbing himself against her leg so vigorously that he almost burnt a hole through her robes.