“What the heck, it seems I’ve Transmigrated?!”
Huang Ye stared blankly at the roof beam above his head, the large room eerily silent.
The crimson roof beam was like the setting sun dripping blood, and a feeling of bloodiness, oppression, gloom, and eeriness assailed his heart.
Judging from the furnishings in the room, this should be an ancient building.
“Holy crap, what kind of ghost place is this? The bed I’m sleeping on is also an ancient bed.”
The bed was huge, with curtains hanging all around, and he was lying flat on the large bed.
Suddenly, he felt a pang of pain deep in his mind, and a flood of information poured into his brain. This step was right; Transmigrators always receive the original owner’s information.
Looking at the information inside, Huang Ye almost burst into tears. “Am I Transmigrating into a ‘Wordless Heavenly Book’ or something?!”
The original owner was actually a fool, and there was very little information recorded, only a name that was the same as his, and a title of “Young Master.”
The rest was a state of Chaos, with an occasional word popping out that made no sense.
The only thing he could confirm was that he had indeed Transmigrated.
“Heavens, are you playing with me? Transmigrating into a fool’s body, just to torture me?”
“System! System!” Huang Ye silently chanted in his mind.
An empty sound echoed in his mind; there was nothing!
“God, you are too cruel! Are you not giving me any chance?!”
“Creak!” A sound of the door opening entered his ears, and Huang Ye subconsciously closed his eyes.
“Huh! That’s not right, my eyes are clearly closed, how can I see people?”
A graceful young girl’s figure appeared in the room. The girl closed the door behind her and tiptoed towards the bed.
The girl was dressed in a goose-yellow gauze dress, and her pretty face looked slightly menacing.
“What the heck, what is she holding in her hand?” Huang Ye was stunned.
The yellow-clad girl held a gleaming dagger in her hand. She paused in front of the bed for a moment, then shakily raised the dagger.
She aimed it, and with a “Swish!”, the dagger, carrying a cold glint, plunged towards his lower body.
Cold sweat broke out on Huang Ye’s back. He wanted to dodge the attack, but found his body weak and powerless. He used all his strength to roll to the side.
With a “Thud!”, the dagger plunged into the cotton quilt, narrowly missing him. He could already feel the icy coldness of the blade near his thigh.
Huang Ye felt like he had escaped death. “My dear little aunt, are you trying to make me lose my lineage?!”
He understood now; it must be that this Young Master had done something improper, which made this girl act so ruthlessly.
Yet, he couldn’t find any memories. In an emergency, he had to first escape this calamity.
The yellow-clad girl was startled. “What’s going on? How can he move? I clearly gave him the ‘Ten Fragrances Softening Muscle Powder’.”
“Could it be that the dosage wasn’t enough? No, I need to act quickly.”
She wiped the sweat from her forehead and raised the dagger again.
With a “Swish!”, it was still the same spot.
Huang Ye again used all his strength, dodging the attack that aimed to cut off his roots.
The girl stared blankly at Huang Ye. “This fool’s luck is too good; he actually managed to roll over again.”
As she raised the dagger for the third time, a voice suddenly came from outside, “Qing’er, why aren’t you warming the bed in the Young Master’s room?!”
“Wu Bo, my stomach wasn’t feeling well, so I went to the latrine a few times.”
“I was afraid of disturbing the Young Master’s sleep, so I’ll go over when I feel better.”
“Hurry up and go in, don’t let the Young Master catch a cold!”
“Yes!”
Hearing the conversation outside, the yellow-clad girl quickly shoved the dagger under the bed and swiftly began to undress.
The girl was left with only a light green bellyband and underpants. Her figure was quite good, well-proportioned, and her chest had a certain fullness.
A moment later, her soft body had already slipped under the covers.
Huang Ye cautiously watched the girl. Only when he saw her hide the dagger did his suspended heart finally drop.
The soft body beside him only felt cold. This Devil Head was probably that Yue’er.
Both attacks were narrowly avoided.
He himself wasn’t sure how he avoided them.
His body was clearly soft, and during the first attack, he only intended to turn to the side to dodge, but unexpectedly, he succeeded.
During the second attack, a trace of strength suddenly appeared in an instant again, allowing him to dodge again.
Also, his eyes were clearly closed, yet how could he see all the scenery inside the room?
“Could it be a superpower brought by Transmigration?”
“This malicious woman actually wants to make me lose my lineage. When I regain my strength, I will definitely not let you off.”
“Creak!” The door was pushed open.
A delicate and charming little maid.
A purple-clad girl flashed into the room. Although Huang Ye had his back to the girl, his magical eyes could clearly see her.
The purple-clad girl was pure and lovely, with a delicate nose, cherry lips, bright eyes, and pearly teeth. Her beauty could easily surpass those internet celebrities after using filters. Huang Ye directly gave her a score of 90.
The purple-clad girl had a hint of worry between her brows, and her small hand was still rubbing her stomach, looking like she had an upset stomach.
Huang Ye coldly glanced at the girl beside him. He guessed this Devil Head was behind it.
“Ah!” The purple-clad girl exclaimed.
“Yue’er, why are you here?”
The girl on the bed pretended to wake up and turned to look at the purple-clad girl.
“Sister Qing’er, you’re here!”
“I saw you kept going to the latrine, and I was afraid the Young Master would be alone, and we’d get scolded, so I came over to take your place for a while.”
“You’re still the most thoughtful. Just now, Wu Bo scolded me.”
“Since you’re here, let’s both accompany the Young Master. I’m afraid I still won’t feel well in a bit.”
“Sister Qing’er, your stomach isn’t feeling well. Why don’t you go back first? We can just switch shifts.”
Huang Ye again broke out in cold sweat. He really wanted to tell this Qing’er to stay.
Fortunately, Qing’er’s next words made him feel a little relieved.
“It’s fine, no need to switch. Anyway, the bed is big enough. You can be on the inside, and I’ll be on the outside. My stomach feels much better now.”
“I like the Young Master holding me to sleep; it’s very warm and comfortable.”
“Sister Qing’er, why don’t I go back first?”
“Go back for what? It’s much warmer sleeping here. You just arrived not long ago; you’ll get used to it.”
“What to do, agree or not?” Yue’er’s mind raced.
She had just temporarily shoved the dagger under the bed. If Qing’er found it, she would definitely report her, and then she would be unable to defend herself.
This silly Young Master’s position in her heart was bigger than the heavens; she definitely wouldn’t let anyone harm him.
Unable to find a reason to make her leave, she could only stay there and watch.
“Mm, I’ll listen to Sister.”
“That’s right.” Qing’er began to undress.
Yue’er’s soft body rolled over Huang Ye, and the two inevitably made skin contact.
Even through the thin underwear, Huang Ye could still feel that her body was cool. It seemed this girl was also very nervous.
A moment later, Qing’er’s delicate body also slipped into the covers.
This girl’s figure was so hot! Her large red bellyband was bulging, her waist was slender enough to be grasped with one hand, and the curve of her perky buttocks was perfect, a standard S-shaped curve.
She must be used to this method. Once in bed, she directly pulled his large hand over.
Her delicate body pressed against Huang Ye’s, a warm sensation.
“Holy crap, bold fairy, how can you be so unreserved?” Huang Ye’s inner fire surged, and he felt hot all over.
Fortunately, the medicinal effect was still present. Although he didn’t know what medicine it was, he could feel that it made him as weak as a soft-shelled shrimp.
Ancient women were so advanced; one cold, one hot, sandwiching him in the middle, definitely a dual experience of ice and fire.
“Which dynasty is this, after all? Judging from their attire, it looks a bit like the Tang Dynasty. I seem to have seen a TV series where Tang Dynasty women’s clothing was quite daring.”
He remembered thinking at the time that the TV series seemed a bit fake, so he specifically looked it up online and found that he was simply ignorant.
“Don’t think about this for now. Let’s see if I can find any memories of the ‘star collapse’.”
Unfortunately, it was empty. Those fragmented words simply couldn’t provide accurate information.
He could only analyze the current situation based on the actual circumstances.
Qing’er and Yue’er should be the original owner’s two maidservants, and this is a wealthy household.
Qing’er is the old maidservant, and Yue’er is the new maidservant. Qing’er’s relationship with the original owner should be good.
Yue’er’s arrival here might have been specially arranged by someone, and that person wanted to harm him, making this girl attack him.
Given the original owner’s foolish state, it’s impossible for him to have any enmity with this Yue’er.
It’s just that both of this girl’s attacks targeted his lower body.
“Why did this girl want to cut off my… that? Did the original owner ever do something improper to her?”
“Impossible, right? The original owner is just a fool.”
“No, I don’t understand the behavior of a fool. Would a fool have physiological reactions?”
This is impossible to verify. Assuming the fool defiled her, and Yue’er just wanted to cut him, such a possibility is normal.
It’s also not ruled out that this is a common inner-family struggle in a wealthy household. Forget it, don’t think about it for now.
Regardless of the reason, he still had to continue pretending to be foolish. Only then could he figure out the Devil Head’s true intentions.
“Damn! Heavens, is this testing my deductive reasoning skills?”
“This difficulty is too great! The original owner’s mind is just a mess.”
At this moment, Yue’er’s thoughts were also racing. She had finally arranged everything with great difficulty.
She had also made up her mind to act, but unexpectedly, she failed at the last moment.
“Sigh! This silly Young Master still has good luck. Just now, I should have stabbed his chest and finished him off with one blow.”
“That thing of his only touched my body. Why did I have to cut it off first?!”
In a daze, she also fell asleep.
The night passed without a word. At dawn, Yue’er quietly slipped out of bed and rustled into her clothes.
She glanced at the two sleeping figures, secretly took out the dagger, and quietly left.
The moment Yue’er closed the door, Huang Ye immediately opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in their depths.
