[Host, do not argue. You created a time machine.]
[A zombie virus.]
[Superpower potions.]
…
[Shattered the laws of nature, enabling men to give birth.]
[The laws of your world came crying to the Space-Time Administration Bureau, utterly shattered. Our bureau cannot stand idly by. As such, you will be punished.]
The lush, upturned corners of Shen Lang's eyes held an intoxicating smile. She nodded. "Alright."
The system froze, apparently not expecting the woman to agree so readily.
Still, this worked out perfectly for it, saving it the trouble of using forceful measures.
"So, what's the punishment?" The woman flicked a lock of her coffee-colored curls and shot it a flirtatious look.
The seductive lilt in her voice seemed to curl into a mischievous little vortex, armed with tiny hooks. It pulled you in before you even realized it, leaving you with an insatiable longing that you couldn't help but enjoy.
'So this must be one of those legendary vixens...'
The system felt like it had really seen something new.
[Host, please refrain from being provocative.]
[After thorough research and discussion, our bureau has decided to assign you to three years of service in the Reputation Rescue and Conquest Division.]
"Reputation rescue and conquest," Shen Lang mused, stroking her own gorgeous face. "And this is supposed to be a punishment?"
System: [Host, do not question the bureau's decision.]
The woman shot it a sideways glance and scoffed. "Your bureau is awfully dramatic."
System: [...]
"Alright, just send me in. I'm in a hurry."
System: [...] 'This was a first,' it thought. 'Never had it met such an eager host.'
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First World, initiating...
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"Hey, did you hear? The one from the Chen Prince Mansion woke up."
"Shh—keep your voice down! Walls have ears!"
"So what? We can't even talk about it now? That poor girl... To think someone of her noble birth would be pushed into such a state by the Princess Consort. She's living a life worse than ours now."
Who in the Capital City didn't know that Princess Consort Chen was fierce, aggressive, and incredibly jealous?
Aside from the maids, there wasn't a single concubine in the Prince Mansion.
The Prince currently had no son, only Commandery Princess Yu Yin, his daughter with the Princess Consort. Then there was the product of one of the Prince's drunken nights—the Second Miss, Yu Ge, the very person the servants were just discussing.
'The plot for this world is a bit fragmented.'
'If the system really wanted to punish me,' Shen Lang thought, 'then I must be the bullied, pitiful Second Miss from the story.'
When she opened her eyes, she jolted in fright at the sight of several large, hideous faces looming over her.
One of the women frowned in disgust. "Why aren't you up yet?"
'What bullshit is this?' Shen Lang thought. 'According to the plot, shouldn't I be seriously injured and bedridden right now?'
She shifted slightly but felt no pain from any wounds. Instead, she was met with a soft, comfortable sensation.
'Ooh, this bed is so soft.'
'Looks like the Chen Prince Mansion doesn't treat the Second Miss all that badly, after all.'
A faint blush touched the corners of Shen Lang's bewitching eyes as she gave a lazy yawn and sat up.
"Mind moving?"
The servants exchanged uncertain glances, but the woman's brow remained tightly furrowed.
"Getting up with your clothes in such a state? Have you no sense of propriety?"
Shen Lang: 'Are you fucking kidding me?'
The woman continued, "Your father will be back from court today to quiz you on your studies. You'd best be prepared."
Shen Lang scoffed internally.
'Yeah, right. As if I'd fall for that.'
In the original story, her so-called father from the Chen Prince Mansion never once asked about his second daughter's studies. It was the eldest daughter, Yu Yin, who was under strict supervision.
'Wait a minute.'
Shen Lang took a closer look at the woman before her.
'Isn't this... Princess Consort Chen?'
'No wonder she exudes such a noble aura, yet with an underlying hint of fierce valor.'
'Oh. Then who am I?'
Sure enough, Shen Lang heard Princess Consort Chen speak again. "A perfectly fine Commandery Princess, yet you're lazier than a pig. If you hadn't inherited your mother's good looks, I really don't know what young master would be blind enough to want you."
'Well, damn. So I'm Yu Yin.'
Shen Lang paused for a moment, then made a snap decision. She put on a sweet, obedient smile. "Mother, thank you for the warning. I'll go prepare my lessons right away."
Princess Consort Chen snorted, then turned and walked away.
The moment she was gone, Shen Lang flopped back onto the bed, struck an elegant and alluring pose, and went back to sweet sleep.