The Entire Harem has Transmigrated - Chapter 10

Women were truly dangerous, especially beautiful ones with whom she had a connection.

Ruan Qingqing retreated, clutching her change of clothes, already mentally rehearsing her escape plan. Ye Shiyu, oblivious, approached her and asked, “Will Your Majesty require my services tonight?”

“No need!” Ruan Qingqing’s refusal was swift and decisive, her voice crisp. Yet, the moment she recalled her nascent plan, she felt a pang of frustration.

The first rule of escape was to avoid alerting anyone. She needed to act without raising suspicion to ensure a smooth operation.

Thus, Ruan Qingqing softened her demeanor, adopting a docile tone.

She gently bit her lip and offered Ye Shiyu an ingratiating smile. “Sister Ye,” she cooed.

Ye Shiyu raised an eyebrow, her heart melting halfway. “Why the sudden sweetness?”

Ruan Qingqing gazed at her with wide, innocent eyes, her gaze pure and guileless. “I want to sleep alone. I’ve been sleeping alone ever since I transmigrated. Consort Shu and the Noble Consort always respect my habits. Please don’t make things difficult for me, okay?”

Ye Shiyu had no intention of forcing the issue and readily agreed.

“And…” Ruan Qingqing shuffled closer, her eyes brimming with anticipation. “Could I play with that phone again?”

“Of course,” Ye Shiyu said with a smile as she handed Ruan Qingqing the phone. “Not just the phone, Your Majesty. Even if you wished to play with this humble concubine, I would have no reason to refuse.”

Ruan Qingqing stared at her, speechless.

She couldn’t help but wrinkle her nose. “Don’t say such things,” she protested. “It’s unbecoming of your refined demeanor. A girl from a scholarly family shouldn’t speak like that.”

With that, she snatched the phone and ran off.

Ye Shiyu stood there, chuckling to herself.

She could sense Ruan Qingqing’s hidden motives, but she wasn’t worried. She would keep a close eye on her Little Majesty until the girl was sound asleep.

Yet Ye Shiyu never imagined that she herself would be the one to fall asleep first.

Ruan Qingqing hadn’t lied. The Emperor, who had once been fascinated by metaphysics, had indeed become a Metaphysics Master by a twist of fate. Now, with a simple sleep talisman drawn in the air, she had effortlessly plunged Ye Shiyu into a deep slumber.

“Six hours is the limit, Virtuous Consort, with your two-faced nature. Sleep well!” Ruan Qingqing deliberately ran back to Ye Shiyu, stuck out her tongue, and made a few silly faces before calling Yu Yunfei.

Yu Yunfei was naturally thrilled. She had assumed she wouldn’t see her Little Emperor until tomorrow, but now she was receiving a call in the middle of the night.

“Can you come pick me up?” Ruan Qingqing cut straight to the point.

Yu Yunfei responded sweetly, “Of course, Your Majesty! Where are you?”

Ruan Qingqing pinched her fingers together, calculating seriously. “Twenty-one li due south of you.”

Yu Yunfei hesitated. “Um… Your Majesty, we don’t report locations like that anymore. Since you’re calling me, you must be using a phone, right? Just open a map app, turn on location services, and tell me your exact address.”

“Oh, right,” Ruan Qingqing said humbly. “That makes sense. Thank you for teaching me, A-Yun. I’ll check now.”

“Alright, Your Majesty!” Yu Yunfei replied cheerfully.

After checking her location, Ruan Qingqing sent the information to Yu Yunfei. Once they’d arranged the pickup, she stepped out of the villa and waited by the roadside.

The moon shone brightly against a starry sky.

Far from the bustling city, the street was quiet. Apart from the rustling of leaves in the wind, there was no other sound. So when the silver sports car sped toward her, Ruan Qingqing immediately looked up.

Then she stopped breathing.

Ruan Qingqing saw her clearly, even at that speed. The woman driving had neat, ear-length hair, her features sharp and cold as if carved from ice and snow, her expression aloof and indifferent—remarkably similar to the woman in her memories.

Except for her eyes.

Those eyes were no longer dull and gray, but vibrant and luminous, their brilliance impossible to ignore even in the darkness.

“Imperial Preceptor…”

Ruan Qingqing stood frozen, tears streaming down her face. By the time she reacted, the car had already vanished into the distance.

“Imperial Preceptor! Imperial Preceptor! Jiang Li!” Ruan Qingqing called out the woman’s name, suddenly sprinting after the car with reckless abandon.

She ran, sobbing and shouting, waving her hands frantically. But Jiang Li saw nothing. The silver sports car flashed past like a shooting star, appearing briefly in Ruan Qingqing’s vision before vanishing in an instant.

Gone.

Everything was gone.

Yet Ruan Qingqing continued to run forward, tears streaming down her face, until she collapsed from exhaustion. Only then did she stop.

“Imperial Preceptor…” she still called out her name, her voice fading into choked sobs. “Why… why didn’t you wait for me…?”

Yu Yunfei rushed over and found the Little Emperor squatting by the roadside, crying. Startled, she hurried to comfort him, asking what was wrong.

“Did Ye Shiyu bully you? Where is she? I’ll go fight her right now!” Yu Yunfei’s delicate face flushed with anger, her expression twisting with fury, yet still retaining its captivating charm.

Ruan Qingqing wiped away her tears and pulled Yu Yunfei back, explaining, “No, it wasn’t the Virtuous Consort. I… I just saw the Imperial Preceptor.”

Ruan Qingqing gazed in the direction where the silver car had vanished, still choking back sobs. “She drove past me, and I tried to chase after her, but I couldn’t catch up.”

Yu Yunfei noticed the Little Emperor’s dusty clothes and took her hand, seeing the dirt-stained palm. She immediately guessed that Ruan Qingqing had fallen while chasing the car, and her heart ached with sympathy.

“Even if you’re in a hurry, you can’t chase after cars like that! Now you’ve hurt yourself and are crying, see?” Despite her scolding tone, Yu Yunfei carefully brushed the gravel from Ruan Qingqing’s hand. “It looks like you’ve scraped your skin. We should put some ointment on it when we get back.”

“It’s nothing,” Ruan Qingqing forced a smile at Yu Yunfei, her voice soft. “I’m not crying because I hurt myself. Actually, I’m quite happy.”

Yu Yunfei looked puzzled. “Happy about what?”

Ruan Qingqing paused, then fell silent again.

She was overjoyed that the Imperial Preceptor had come to this world.

She was also happy that the Imperial Preceptor’s eyes had been restored.

But it seemed the Imperial Preceptor no longer remembered her.

In the past, Jiang Li had always noticed her immediately, no matter where she hid. Jiang Li could always find her. Yet just now, she had stood plainly by the roadside, and Jiang Li hadn’t seen her at all.

There was only one possible explanation: Jiang Li had forgotten her.

Ruan Qingqing’s heart churned with indescribable emotions. Only when Yu Yunfei called her did she lift her gaze and see the beautiful woman’s worried expression. Composing herself, she reassured Yu Yunfei, saying, “I’m fine.”

Back at Yu Yunfei’s place, Ruan Qingqing took another bath, washing away the fine sweat from chasing the car. Afterward, she couldn’t resist asking Yu Yunfei if she knew the Imperial Preceptor of this world. Yu Yunfei shook her head.

She hadn’t encountered the otherworldly Imperial Preceptor in this world. But then again, she, Li Qianxuan, and Ye Shiyu weren’t the only Imperial Consorts who had transmigrated.

Since the Little Emperor hadn’t asked, there was no need for her to mention it, right?

After all, her life in this world wasn’t particularly good. Compared to the Virtuous Consort and Noble Consort, she already lacked competitive edge. If she brought that powerful figure into the mix, she’d truly have no chance at all.

Yu Yunfei steered the conversation back to the Imperial Preceptor, suggesting, “Why don’t you try searching for him online?”

Ruan Qingqing followed Yu Yunfei’s instructions, but the search results weren’t what she had hoped for.

“Forget it,” Ruan Qingqing murmured. “If fate wills it, we’ll meet again, even across mountains and seas. If not, even if we stood face-to-face, we’d never reunite. Everything is predetermined. Let’s just go with the flow.”

Yu Yunfei sensed a subtle difference in Ruan Qingqing’s attitude toward her and the Imperial Preceptor, but before she could ponder it further, Ruan Qingqing continued, “Speaking of which, the director who wronged you will soon face his comeuppance. Get a good night’s rest, and you’ll likely see the results tomorrow morning.”

Yu Yunfei wasn’t particularly concerned about that. Instead, she asked, “Your Majesty, what are your plans going forward?”

“First, I need to handle your situation,” Ruan Qingqing replied, resting her cheek in her hand and smiling warmly. “I came here not just to avoid the Virtuous Consort, but more importantly, because I sensed you needed my help.”

Yu Yunfei’s fox-like eyes curved into a smile, her mind racing.

In the Qian Dynasty, her status had been far inferior to the Noble Consort and her peers. Yet, with her striking beauty and carefully crafted image of vulnerability, she had still managed to secure immense favor from the Emperor.

After all, their Little Emperor was easily moved to pity, especially by beautiful women.

With these thoughts swirling in her mind, Yu Yunfei’s eyes reddened, and she bit her lip before saying, “Qingqing, to be honest, even though I’m an actress, I’m not very famous. Plus, I’m stuck with a terrible company, so I don’t earn much. I spent all my savings buying ads and trending topics to find you. If you choose to stay with me, you might have to eat instant noodles every day.”

Ruan Qingqing asked about the “buying trending topics and ads” thing, finally understanding what Li Qianxuan had been hiding from her.

Looking at the pitiful Consort Shu, she reassured her, “It’s okay! Instant noodles are pretty good too. But the cup ones are expensive. Next time, we can get the bagged ones. Since we’re short on money, we should save wherever we can.”

Yu Yunfei buried her face in Ruan Qingqing’s shoulder, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I’m so sorry, Your Majesty,” she sobbed. “It’s all my fault for being useless. I can’t be born into wealth like Virtuous Consort and Noble Consort. My parents died young, and I grew up in an orphanage. The other girls were jealous of my looks and isolated me. I never had any friends, just lonely days…”

“It’s alright,” Ruan Qingqing said, patting her back reassuringly. “With me here, your luck will change soon.”

After all, she was now a super powerful Metaphysics Master.