Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life-Chapter 760 - 749: Substitute Younger Sister

After Ye Xia told Duan Huaijin the truth, her heart kept pounding nonstop, she even dared not to look directly at Duan Huaijin’s expression.

After a long time, seeing that Duan Huaijin remained silent, she boldly raised her head with tears still in her eyes, looking pitiful: "Prince, I know we have committed a grave disrespect. Can you spare us of our crimes?"

"Who told you to exchange identities?" Duan Huaijin asked in a deep voice.

"I..."

"You?"

As Duan Huaijin’s gaze gradually became dangerous, Ye Xia turned her head away, biting her lip softly and said: "It was my younger sister."

"Her? Why?" he continued to ask.

A calculative glint flashed in Ye Xia’s eyes, and her tone sounded very melancholic: "My younger sister has been weak since birth, and because the Imperial Physician said she might not live past coming of age, the family has always been protecting her. Although it’s hard to admit, my younger sister indeed developed a somewhat selfish character because of these indulgences from a young age."

Duan Huaijin did not speak, and Ye Xia continued: "A year ago when I entered the palace for the selection, I was later graced to be appointed as your Princess Consort by imperial decree. Who knew that after the decree was issued, my younger sister became depressed, and later on, for reasons unknown, she insisted on taking my place. If our family didn’t agree, she threatened to seek death."

"She said that if she didn’t take my place, she would never have the chance to marry someone else in the future. Prince, you don’t know how hard it has been for our family to raise my younger sister, how could we bear to see her torment herself? So we could only agree to her proposal, and thus, she and I exchanged identities." As Ye Xia spoke, her face carried a look of forbearance as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Duan Huaijin looked at her, then asked: "Then, if you love your younger sister so much, why are you telling all this to me now? Aren’t you afraid Ye Qiu will be beheaded?"

"Although my younger sister took my place, after all, she has been your wife for a year, I believe the Prince wouldn’t be so cruel." After saying this, her face flushed, "And I have fallen in love with the Prince, and I feel unable to face you again without telling you this, so today I boldly revealed the truth, hoping the Prince could forgive us."

"So after saying so much, you just want to take back your identity?" Duan Huaijin asked with an inscrutable expression.

Ye Xia was extremely anxious inside, unsure of how to give the best answer. After pondering for a moment she said: "I’m afraid my younger sister won’t be able to bear it, might do something foolish. This humble woman asks for nothing else, only for the Prince to know my thoughts, that would be enough."

Her eyes brimming with emotion as she looked at Duan Huaijin, and Duan Huaijin’s piercing eyes were also staring at her, as if he was trying to see through every thought in her heart.

Just when Ye Xia could hardly bear it and was about to turn her head away, he suddenly laughed: "Xiaxia is so fearless of death, so considerate of your sister, and loves me so deeply, how could I punish you? Come, get up."

He personally helped Ye Xia up, his expression very gentle. A relief flooded Ye Xia’s heart, followed by a faint excitement—she had succeeded, she really did succeed; from now on she would be the most esteemed woman in the world.

"What about my younger sister?" Ye Xia tentatively asked.

"With such vanity and selfishness, she doesn’t deserve everyone’s care. The Holy Emperor originally bestowed the marriage to me with Ye Xia, not Ye Qiu. Xiaxia, why don’t we go and clarify this matter with your sister right now?"

"Yes, Prince," Ye Xia said, suppressing her excitement.

"They’re here?" Ye Qiu stood by the window as Little Golden Crow chattered away to her.

"What’s there to be angry about, hasn’t Ye Xia always been like this?" Ye Qiu chuckled lightly, then sent all the servants in the courtyard away, waiting alone for those two to arrive.

Duan Huaijin walked in front, his brows furrowed tightly, his piercing eyes flickering with an inexplicable expression. Trailing half a step behind him, Ye Xia was strutting proudly, like a majestic peacock.

Seeing Ye Qiu by the window, Duan Huaijin slowed his pace, a twist of agony in his heart as he looked at her serene face.

"You’ve finally come," she said in an indifferent tone, raising her hand to feed Little Golden Crow a nut.

Upon seeing Little Golden Crow, Ye Xia’s pupils shrunk sharply, her tone still somewhat urgent: "This bird again, why has it come back?"

After pausing for a moment, she continued: "I understand now, this bird has always been raised by you. You used it to deliberately mock me, didn’t you? I should’ve known earlier, your character has been so fickle, you’re even jealous of me, and all the while you’ve been framing me. How I hate that I was so affectionate towards you back then, Ye Qiu, you’re truly despicable."

"Ye Qiu? It seems the Prince already knows?" Ye Qiu asked, looking into Duan Huaijin’s eyes.

"Do you have an explanation?" Duan Huaijin thought, if Ye Qiu could give him a good explanation now, he would forgive her mistakes, as if nothing had ever happened, and she would still be his Princess Consort.

But Ye Qiu’s response showed no signs of backing down: "I have nothing to explain. Would the Prince believe me even if I did?"

"How can I make a judgment if you don’t speak?"

Ye Xia’s heart tensed again, fearing that Ye Qiu would reveal everything, and she hurriedly said: "Second sister, do you still intend to pretend? The Prince already knows everything."

"So the Prince has come to punish me for my crimes? Am I the only one guilty? Why doesn’t the Prince punish my elder sister? Is it because he has taken a liking to her?" Ye Qiu asked softly, her gaze already drifting towards the distant sky, with an air of someone who has long become indifferent to life and death.

"After all this, you still speak such irrelevant words to me?" Duan Huaijin was infuriated, roaring lowly, "Have you nothing else to say?"

"What is there to say?" Ye Qiu glanced at him and Ye Xia, "Do you want me to wish you a hundred years of blissful union?"

"You..." Duan Huaijin was left speechless and choked, then he said vehemently, "Are you not going to beg for mercy from me? Are you not afraid of death? Are you not afraid that you won’t be able to spend all of your ten thousand taels of silver before you lose your life?"

What he actually wanted to say was not about those ten thousand taels of silver; what he meant was isn’t she hesitant to give up her days of glory and wealth? But the words changed as they reached his lips, and he was too proud to correct himself, so he said no more.

After all, it wasn’t him who was in the wrong. Ye Qiu had deceived him for so long, what’s wrong with him speaking sternly?

The moment Ye Qiu’s eyes lowered, the sadness at the bottom could not be suppressed, and Duan Huaijin felt a twinge of pain in his heart, wishing he could immediately hold her in his arms, but he resisted. He couldn’t spoil her too much; with such a restless nature, how would she be a proper Lady in the future? How would she be the Queen Mother?

If she would only apologize, if she sincerely admitted her wrongs, he would forgive her immediately, Duan Huaijin thought.