A Princess's Gossiping Days in the Qing Dynasty

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Transmigrated as the fourth daughter of the Kangxi Emperor, with a birth mother whose looks had faded and whose favor was on the verge of disappearing, and an aunt who was so dazzlingly beautiful she outshone all the women in the palace, Shanhu glanced at her own short, chubby arms and legs, then lazily rolled over. Better to keep my head down and enjoy the gossip.

"There’s a thin courtesan from a pleasure house hidden in Concubine Xi’s palace. She learns songs from her every day. No wonder they sneak around and don’t dare let anyone find out."

"Consort Hui is so desperate for a grandson that she’s been searching for all sorts of secret remedies. She’s turned the First Prince’s consort into a walking medicine jar. No wonder their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship is so strained."

"Consort Rong relies on her connections in the Imperial Household Department to skim the allowances of quite a few palace servants. She doesn’t seem to spend extravagantly, so is she really that short of money? Planning to take it all to the grave, perhaps."

"The Imperial Noble Consort is always going on about rules and propriety, but her younger brother Longkodo keeps a mistress named Li Si'er. He spoils her rotten and lets her bully his wife, turning his household into a complete mess. Beauty really can be a curse."

"Speaking of handsome men, they’re no less troublesome. Why do the Crown Prince and that little eunuch by his side study late into the night every day? They both look rather charming."

Shanhu rolled over and suddenly saw a whole room full of people. She must be dreaming. She hurriedly pulled the covers over her head and pretended to be asleep.

Everyone: ...

Stop hiding things. If you have something to say, just say it!

At first, Shanhu only wanted to be a carefree salted fish, lazily chatting about gossip. She never expected to become the pillar of the Forbidden City. Some loved and respected her, while others feared and dreaded her, but no one ever dared to bully or insult her.

Shanhu: ╮(╯▽╰)╭ Being invincible is so lonely.

Many years later, tired of life in the Forbidden City, the fourth princess requested to marry into Mongolia. Everyone was reluctant to see her go, though each of them also breathed a sigh of relief.

Only Shanhu, holding the hand of the handsome young man beside her, was filled with anticipation for the future.

The day after the wedding, representatives from all twenty-four Mongolian tribes and forty-nine banners came to pay their respects. Seeing the newlywed princess standing beside the prince and issuing orders without the slightest intention of yielding, they spoke with open disdain for this frail woman.

Shanhu remained calm and looked straight ahead.

[The Aohan tribe stole hundreds of cattle and sheep from the Bairin tribe just last month. Isn’t it awkward to meet again now?]

Bairin tribe: !

[Come to think of it, the Bairin tribe has stolen from other tribes too. What goes around comes around. The Naiman tribe is the one that really got the short end of the stick.]

Naiman tribe: So I’m the only one who got robbed without getting anything back?

[Stealing livestock is nothing. The real surprise is stealing people. The newly acquired beautiful wife of the chief of the Right Wing of the Sunite tribe has been seeing the chief of the Left Wing for ages. That foolish old man still has no idea.]

Everyone: ...

Dundub Dorji, wearing a proud expression: I told you my wife was amazing. Now do you believe me?

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After transmigrating as a lowly concubine's daughter in a powerful aristocratic family, Xu Ning works diligently, treads carefully, and keeps her head down. If her legitimate elder sister wears gold, she doesn’t dare wear silver. If her sister reaches for a dish, she doesn’t dare turn the table. If her sister plays cards, she wouldn’t dream of declaring a win on her own hand. As long as she behaves herself and stays a carefree salted fish, she should be able to secure a decent ending, right?

She isn’t asking for much. She’ll marry an official’s son from a family of similar standing and spend her life eating, drinking, and enjoying herself. As for her elder sister, whose status is far more exalted, she naturally deserves to be matched with royalty. Anything less would be a waste of her beauty and family background.

But on the night before the wedding, her elder sister suddenly elopes with a poor scholar, leaving chaos and commotion in her wake.

Everyone gathers around her. "Second Miss, the only thing we can do now is have you take her place and marry into Prince Ding’s household."

Xu Ning: ...

If she remembers correctly, this prince will one day distinguish himself from his many brothers and successfully ascend the throne. Can she really handle such extravagant good fortune?

Not to mention, he’s as handsome as an orchid and a jade tree. No matter how she looks at it, she’s not losing out.

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Xu Xin watched coldly as her half-sister climbed into the bridal sedan, secretly delighted.

Fortunately, she’d had a strange dream before her wedding. In it, she was a character in a book. Prince Ding died on the battlefield with his banners stained red, leaving her young and beautiful but lonely in an empty home. That was nothing like the man she had chosen. Though he was down on his luck for now, he would later place first in all three imperial examinations and return home in glory. Her half-sister had suffered for half her life, so she could at least become a wealthy widow. That would be a fitting reward for all their years as sisters.

But Xu Xin waited and waited, and no news ever came of Xu Ning becoming a widow. Instead, Prince Ding grew stronger and stronger, and eventually became the heir apparent!

And Xu Xin herself never became a top scholar’s wife. Her sour-faced scholar failed the examinations three times in a row. She truly couldn’t understand how she’d misjudged him so badly!

Many years later, Xu Xin, her face weathered and her hair frosted with age, entered the palace to visit the empress. As they discussed the past, she still couldn’t make sense of it.

Only after comparing their accounts did Xu Ning suddenly understand:

She had transmigrated into the original novel, while her elder sister had read a fanfiction.

Heaven really does enjoy playing pranks.

Theme: If you don’t want people to find out, don’t do it in the first place.