Transmigrated as the Doomed Scumbag Alpha of the Eldest Princess (GL , ABO) - Chapter 2
In the original novel, Princess Shao Yuan, whose full name was Mowan Ci, was described as extraordinarily beautiful.
Her eyes appeared dreamy, her lips soft like cherry blossoms, and her skin fair as snow. She gave off a cold, untouchable aura that was free of anything worldly.
Now that Jiang Si was seeing Mowan Ci in person, she had to admit it was all true.
But Jiang Si was not someone with a rich vocabulary. All she could come up with in her head was a plain phrase. She looks really good.
Much better than Xiang Ning, who had just stepped down from the bridal sedan.
Still, Jiang Si didn’t actually care how beautiful the princess was. Neither did the original Marquis. What the Marquis Jiajing had cared about was the humiliation. She had worn bright red wedding robes and arranged for a brothel courtesan to appear at the gates at the same time as the royal princess. The entire setup was designed to disgrace Mowan Ci.
So seeing it play out now, Jiang Si could imagine the twisted pleasure the original marquis must have wanted to feel.
But the person facing the consequences now was no longer the original. It was her.
There was no sense of satisfaction. Only stress and frustration.
She frowned slightly. Cheng Pu noticed and quickly stepped closer.
“My lord, are you upset because of the princess? Should I send her to the back courtyard?”
The fact that he could say this so casually made it obvious that Marquis Jiajing often spoke disrespectfully about the princess.
Even though she was a military marquis, she was still beneath a royal-born princess. Yet Marquis Jiajing had behaved like she could do whatever she wanted.
Jiang Si had no plans to walk down that same reckless path. She valued her life.
“Tell them to take the bridal sedan away,” she said in a low voice beside Cheng Pu.
Cheng Pu frowned in confusion.
“My lord, what do you mean by this?”
He assumed that acting respectfully toward the princess would be completely out of character. To him, only arrogance would fit Marquis Jiajing’s personality.
Jiang Si gave him a cold glare and raised her voice, pretending to be furious.
“Do I need your permission to make decisions now?”
As she spoke, she started pulling off her red wedding robe.
Cheng Pu’s expression twitched, and he quickly raised his hands in front of his chest in a proper salute. He lowered his head and said quietly, “I wouldn’t dare.”
“You dare more than enough,” Jiang Si snapped. She then turned toward Ye Chan and shouted, “Ye Chan, take him away.”
Among the people close to the marquis, only Cheng Pu seemed so blunt. The others knew how to read the room. Even though Ye Chan hadn’t heard the earlier whisper, she didn’t hesitate for a second once the command was given. She grabbed Cheng Pu by the arm and began to drag him away.
Cheng Pu was big and strong, but that meant nothing here. Ye Chan had trained with the marquis since childhood. Su Xun had too. Brute strength couldn’t win against real skill.
He looked at Jiang Si’s expression, then at Ye Chan, and gave up without resistance.
Once he was gone, the courtyard finally grew quiet. But Jiang Si still felt a sharp and icy stare fixed on her from the carriage.
Marquis Jiajing had personally gone to the capital to request the marriage, but she had never seen Mowan Ci face to face. The princess had refused to meet her.
And who could blame her? A royal princess, born of the imperial family, being humiliated in such a way—no one would want to meet their future captor under those conditions.
So this was their first time meeting in person.
What was done was done. Jiang Si could not change the past. She could only deal with the present.
This time, Su Xun did not need further instruction. She took the initiative and told the servants to remove the bridal sedan.
Then she prepared to formally welcome the princess.
But that didn’t work.
The moment the sedan was removed, Mowan Ci had already returned to her carriage. Standing guard outside was her personal maid, Zhi Miao.
When Su Xun approached, Zhi Miao gave her a cold look and made it clear there would be no polite conversation.
Their voices were loud enough to be heard. Jiang Si didn’t even need to try to listen. And from Zhi Miao’s body language alone—arms crossed, posture sharp—Jiang Si could guess that the conversation wasn’t going well.
Su Xun soon came back, about to report what happened, but before she could say a word, the same bridal sedan that had been removed came back into the courtyard.
The woman inside had already pulled off her veil and ignored the wedding robe. She ran straight toward Jiang Si.
“My lord, this isn’t what you promised me.”
“You said you would redeem me and make me the Lady of Jiajing.”
“But now, why has everything changed?”
Xiang Ning cried as she spoke, her face pale and tear-streaked. Her eyes kept darting toward Mowan Ci’s direction, and she even threw a few glares at Zhi Miao, who stood beside the carriage.
Jiang Si stood still.
This was beyond embarrassing.
She didn’t even need to know every custom of this era to realize how wrong this was. No matter what promises had been made to Xiang Ning, a woman from a brothel could never become the wife of someone like Marquis Jiajing.
And a royal princess, no matter how unwanted her marriage was, should never be treated as lesser than a courtesan.
In the end, it was still an act of humiliation.
The only one who took it seriously was Xiang Ning.
Now that things had escalated, Jiang Si had no idea how to fix it. This plan was completely irrational. It hurt the enemy, but it hurt herself just as much.
She took a breath and spoke with calm firmness.
“Today is the wedding day between Marquis Jiajing and Princess Shao Yuan. You must have come to the wrong place or mistaken the person.”
Jiang Si had no choice but to push through. Whether Xiang Ning accepted it or not, she had to leave.
She gave Su Xun a look. Su Xun immediately understood and ordered the guards to escort Xiang Ning out.
The soldiers were rough and direct. Xiang Ning continued to cry and protest until a stern-faced soldier covered her mouth and placed her back into the bridal sedan.
They did not use the proper sedan bearers this time. A few soldiers lifted the sedan themselves and carried it straight back to the Emerald Pavilion where she came from.
Jiang Si finally felt relieved. But just as she let her guard down, a sudden chill crept down her spine.
She looked toward the carriage that held the princess. The curtain had just fallen, but she saw a slender, fair hand reach out from inside.
Her skin was smooth and pale, but Jiang Si had no desire to keep looking. She sighed inwardly and asked Su Xun,
“Did the princess say anything just now?”
Su Xun answered,
“She said that since she is to be a concubine, she has no right to enter through the main gate. She also wanted us to know that Princess Shao Yuan has arrived at Ling Shang City.”
So she had no intention of entering the estate at all.
That was fine. Sometimes, lowering your head is the only smart choice. After all, Jiang Si was not the real Marquis Jiajing.
To stay alive, she had to treat Princess Shao Yuan with care and respect.
Jiang Si lifted the hem of her robe and walked quickly down the steps. Zhi Miao, the princess’s maid, noticed this and turned to speak to the person inside the carriage.
“She is coming over.”
Jiang Si heard it clearly. She looked at the carriage, but there was no reply from inside.
Her expression froze. It was exactly as she expected. The princess had a strong personality and was not going to make anything easy. Still, if Jiang Si wanted to avoid future conflict, she had to get her attitude right from the beginning.
She stepped forward and bowed respectfully.
“I, Jiang Si, Marquis Jiajing, offer my greetings to Your Highness, Princess Shao Yuan.”
There was still no answer from within the carriage.
Jiang Si remained still, holding her bow. After a moment, the princess finally stepped out.
Up close, Jiang Si was once again struck by how beautiful Mowan Ci was.
Stunning was not too strong a word.
But now was not the time to admire her. She had a situation to handle.
The soft pink robe on the princess felt completely out of place for this occasion. Jiang Si straightened her posture and spoke in a calm and sincere voice.
“I apologize for the events of today. They were inappropriate. I had a proper wedding robe prepared especially for Your Highness.”
She called out to Su Xun.
“Bring the ceremonial wedding robe I prepared and let the princess see it.”
She was not just making something up. Earlier, while being dressed, she had noticed another elaborate robe decorated with gold threads and jeweled hairpins. It was clearly made for one person alone. No one else in the estate had the right to wear it except Princess Shao Yuan.
Since she had decided to rewrite the story’s ending, Jiang Si had to take the first step and try to reverse the humiliation the original marquis had inflicted.
But she had forgotten that this action went against everything the original character would have done.
For the first time, a trace of surprise appeared in the princess’s cold eyes. Her voice was sharp and clear.
“What does Marquis Jiajing mean by this?”
Jiang Si replied without hesitation.
“I want to marry the princess as my wife.”
She said it plainly, but Mowan Ci looked as if she had just heard a ridiculous joke. Her lips curved slightly into a smile.
But when Jiang Si looked more closely, she saw that the smile did not reach her eyes.
“I do not agree.”
“If you insist on doing this, are you not disobeying the emperor’s decree?”
Her tone was calm, but every word was heavy with meaning. Jiang Si felt her scalp tingle. She had no response.
Because she was right.
The emperor had issued a formal decree agreeing to give his sister to Marquis Jiajing as a concubine. If Jiang Si now tried to make her a wife, it would be considered defying the imperial order.