Chapter 1: Arriving in a Treasured Land

  In February, the weather has a hint of green in the small grass, but it is still chilly during the day.

  The Yongwu Marquis's estate had already received news from a young servant that the Yongwu Marquis, who had been away on official business for over a month, would be returning to the estate. According to custom, Madam Su, the wife of the Yongwu Marquis, should have led the other wives and children to welcome him at the main gate of the front courtyard. However, Gu yiniang, who attended to Madam Su, said that Madam Su was not feeling well and would come later, so the other concubines and the eldest daughter waited first.

  As she was leaving, she said to Wei Shi: "My wife said that it will take some time for the old master to return to the mansion, so why not let the eldest girl wait in the side hall? It's not good to blow wind, and it won't hurt to come out and greet him when the old master returns."

  Wei's body was clad in a half-new, half-old lotus-colored jacket with a straight collar and a fitted waist, accentuating her slender figure. On her hair bun, she wore a few simple hairpins, one of which was a pair of jade earrings with a faded pink tassel. The style was somewhat outdated. After hearing this, she tightly grasped the hand of the eldest young lady, a bright smile spreading across her face as she softly said: "Madam is thinking for the eldest young lady's sake, but since the child has this filial piety and is waiting for Master to return, why not just follow the child's wishes?"

  Madam Gui's expression didn't change and she hadn't spoken yet, when Mrs. Liu on the side smiled and opened her mouth: "This is the mistress thinking for the eldest miss, although sister considers filial piety, she must also think of maternal love, the eldest miss was originally weak and sickly, just recovering from an illness a few days ago, if she catches wind and something goes wrong, it will be Master and Mistress who will be heartbroken."

  Wei was stabbed by Liu with a sentence, her face twisted in anger, secretly resenting herself for not being cautious enough, and also secretly annoyed at Liu for not giving herself some face-saving opportunity. She glanced sideways at the peacock blue-green gemstone white pearl step shake gold phoenix on Liu's hairpin, and secretly resented her seductive figure like a willow branch in March, and her beautiful face like a sea hibiscus in August. She gritted her teeth and said: "I only thought that our eldest sister was thinking of Father and wanted to see him early, but I made a mistake for a moment. Fortunately, Madam is kind-hearted. But how is Madam's illness? These things were all handled by Madam in the past, but today she can't even bear the wind or cold, it's not too late to come later. Originally wanted to go and ask after Madam's health, but afraid of disturbing her rest, alas, for the sake of Father, Madam should also hold on." As she spoke, she took out a pink silk handkerchief and dabbed at the corners of her eyes.

  Old lady Gu said with a smile: "I will pass on your regards to our mistress." Without waiting for Madame Wei to speak, she led the little maid away.

  Wei tightly grasped the handkerchief, and this old woman actually didn't take her seriously. She lowered her eyes to think: Could it be that Madam is bedridden with a serious illness? Concealing the joy that surged up in her heart, she sighed and said: "Madam should also get better soon, after all, there's a whole family relying on Madam to manage."

  Liu lowered her head and glanced at the nail polish on her fingers, a cold smile spreading from the corner of her mouth.

  Behind her, a green silk embroidered with green cotton-padded jacket, Li Yue's face was stupid and thick-skinned from head to toe, and she didn't say a word.

  About half an hour later, the old master had not arrived, and a little maid outside reported: "The madam has come."

  The concubine's respectful and dignified demeanor as she stood in front of the vermilion gate, waiting for nearly half an hour to greet the arriving guest, not only shocked Wei Shi but also left Liu Shi unable to conceal her own astonishment. If it weren't for the maid announcing that the mistress had arrived, they wouldn't have dared to recognize her. Their impression of the mistress was still stuck on how she looked after giving birth: disheveled hair, a pale yellow complexion, and a dull expression, as if her heart were dead. And yet, she had been ill for over a month, with doctors coming and going every few days, leading everyone to believe that the mistress's illness was severe. But this didn't seem right at all.

  Only to see the newcomer wearing a cyan blue robe with silver embroidery, a moon-white jacket, and a collar also embroidered with cyan blue bamboo leaves. A sapphire brooch adorned her neck, and an indigo cloak fluttered behind her. Her hair was styled in a three-tailed coiffure, secured by a phoenix hairpin with drooping tassels and a beaded curtain of gold. The oval emerald at the center of her forehead added a touch of green to this cool color scheme.

  Her face was pale but not haggard, only a light blue dress set off her slender figure, the greenish tint on her forehead dispelled the fatigue between her eyebrows, leaving behind a few hints of melancholy, and the whole person had a beauty that seemed to have washed away all worldly cares.

  It was as if she could be seen in the midst of a tapestry, and Fu Yeyang had not yet entered when he saw Su Ying standing there. In his memory, she had been pale and dry when they parted ways because of their child, but now seeing her like this, he couldn't help but feel a few pangs of sympathy - after all, that was the child they had longed for so much.

  Su Ying walked a few steps forward and greeted him, "The old master is back."

  A simple sentence suddenly made Fu Yeyang, who had been traveling for days and was exhausted, feel a warmth in his heart. His eyes softened slightly as he reached out to hold Su Ying's hand, which felt icy cold to the touch. Su Ying pulled her hand back and whispered, "My hands are really cold."

  Wei bit her teeth, and when the old master came in, he didn't even give her a proper look, his attention was all on the madam. She pursed her lips, smiled brightly, and leaned over, saying in a crisp voice: "Old master, our eldest daughter has been thinking of you, she came early to wait for you, wanting to see her father as soon as possible."

  Fu Yiyang scanned the area and asked, "Where's the kid?"

  Su Ying's expression remained unchanged as she replied, "The eldest young lady is waiting for you in the side hall. Although it's commendable that she's concerned about you, I was worried about her health and took the liberty of having her wait in the side hall instead. Please don't blame me for taking matters into my own hands, sir." Her tone softened slightly towards the end, making her words sound even more elegant. She not only acknowledged the eldest young lady's kindness but also demonstrated her own thoughtfulness, leaving anyone who heard her speak in admiration.

  Indeed, Fu Yiyang's expression also eased up after hearing that: "You've been working hard, you've been ill for many days and still worry about yourself." This was probably the softest sentence Fu Yiyang had ever spoken to Su Shi, Su Ying was slightly startled, her eyebrows and eyes softened a bit, and her cold demeanor dissipated a bit, Fu Yiyang couldn't help but take another look at her.

  From the hanging flower gate to the main hall, Su Ying subtly grasped the entire tone of the walk. Fu Ye Yang didn't take a second glance at the elegant Wei Shi and the charming Liu Shi, causing Wei Shi to secretly resent him. Although Liu Shi was not as obvious as Wei Shi, her face was slightly stiff.

  After the big girl had paid her respects to her father, Su Ying considerately let Fu Yeyang take a bath and rest for a while, saying that the old lady was still waiting, and everyone dispersed.

  "Cough, cough." Su Ying returned to the main room and couldn't stop coughing. Gui Yatou was heartbroken and the maids beside her were busy, coming over to gently pat Su Ying's back, feeling the protruding bones under her thin clothes, her nose sour and tears almost streaming down. When Su Ying stopped coughing, she supported her in sitting down on the warm kang, Gui Yatou quickly took out a stone-blue embroidered silk pillow and placed it behind Su Ying's back, then took out a stone-blue golden python bolster, saying: "Madam, are you better? Quickly sit down and rest."

  Su Ying sighed, the people around her looked at her glass person, but this body was really weak, she had been raising it for half a month, and it was still brittle to the touch, really couldn't bear to hurt it!

  A sudden "ding" mechanical sound rang out in his mind: [Target character has appeared, confirm to view target character information.]

  As a wife, Nima's only conquerable target is naturally her husband. Could she possibly be having an affair? Su Ying habitually cursed in her heart, "Check."

  Again, with a "ding", the information appeared.

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  Name: Fu Yiyang

  Occupation: Marquis of Courage and Martial Prowess

  Age: Twenty-five

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  Don't doubt what you see, so-called persistence and proficiency, haha no explanation. Su Ying thought silently about the attackable character she saw earlier and came to a conclusion: 24 or 25 years old, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, paralyzed face, scumbag. Even if he looked great and had a good figure, it couldn't hide his scumbag nature.

  Feeling tired of it.

  I didn't let you love him, just let you do things with him. How about it? Good looks, good temperament, great figure, enough endurance, and the cucumber is still quite fresh. You can push him down or prostitute him as you like. In ancient times when polygamy was prevalent, this would be considered not bad at all. One should be content and happy with what they have.

  Su Ying had no reaction when she heard 'what you're doing', but when it came to 'the cucumber is still fresh' she twitched the corner of her mouth, the key is how a mechanical electronic sound can convey a strong perverted flavor through a flat and waveless voice, this is unscientific!

  Su Ying closed her eyes and focused on her spirit, no longer paying attention to the system, thinking back to the beginning and end of her transmigration.

  With the popularity of palace fighting and harem dramas, games of this type have also emerged. "The Fun Never Ends", "N Women, One Play", "Who's the Star of the Big Show?", "Which Beauty Will Win the Crown?", "Three Palaces, Six Courts, Who Laughs Last?", "From Maid to Imperial Concubine, It All Depends on Your IQ", "Women's War, Silent", "Crossing Over and Native, Who Wins or Loses?", "Harem/Palace Fighting, A Contest of Acting Skills"…

  Players can choose roles such as concubine, maid, foot-washing servant girl, or Qinhuai songstress. As the storyline unfolds, players can choose to go in the direction of 'fighting', including fighting for favor in the harem, palace politics, and even transition from harem fights to imperial court politics, such as when the emperor takes a liking to a minister's wife.

  None of these are the point, the point is that this game is divided into 18+ and non-18+, and there is no River Crab God in the 18+ version. Moreover, the workmanship is exquisite, the picture quality is excellent, except for the NPCs who are not weirdos, they are all cool, gentle, demonic, simple... You can choose, you can push down, as long as you strategize properly, none of the NPCs are a problem.

  In short, this is a game that breaks three views, brushes against the bottom line, and has lost all integrity.

  Su Ying was originally a delicate and charming concubine in the game, with a flirtatious and alluring demeanor. She brushed up on her charm value, acted out scenes, practiced poses, visited places, and even fought other concubines to gain experience points, having a great time. But after the game crashed, Su Ying directly brought the system with her as she transmigrated, transforming from a delicate and charming concubine into a virtuous and kind-hearted wife.

  The right path is:

  The pit dad system should still exist, just change roles.

  How many sorrows can be contained in a young girl's heart?

  Just like a spring of talent flowing into water.