The Ugly Consort, Mu Xue

On their wedding night, the cold, handsome emperor lifts her red bridal veil and gives an amused laugh. “I heard the third daughter of General Mu was hideously ugly. Turns out it’s only a scar.” There’s a trace of disappointment in his voice.

So he married her just to see how ugly she really was.

As a result, on their wedding night he sweeps away like an autumn fan, leaving her sister to enjoy his favor.

…

He says, “Mu Xue, I truly can’t make out what kind of woman you are.”

She smiles. “Because there’s no Mu Xue in Your Majesty’s heart.”

…

Mu Xue falls late; dawn comes as the flowers awaken. Drifting through the bitter winter, she blooms amid the scattering plum blossoms.

A revised poem from “The Household Servant of the Old Yu Family”

This is not a fluffy, naive story. The heroine is neither wholly good nor wholly evil.

Synopsis:

A woman dies while robbing an imperial tomb. Guided by a curse, she enters the kingdom of Huaiyue three thousand years in the past, makes a Host pact with Mu Xue’s soul, and becomes the Celestial Dynasty’s Virtuous Consort.

For the sake of happiness in her past life, she is willing to become so wicked that both gods and men despise her, and heaven itself would strike her down. When he points at her and calls her heartless, she laughs and says she never had a chance to be a good person.

She pushes the man she loves into another woman’s arms, kills every loyal subject to seize power, and betrays the whole world to protect his empire. In the end, all she gets in return is a cup of poison, the loss of her title, and banishment from the palace…

Only, she never expected that she had accounted for everything, except the child in her womb…

Excerpt:

“Yu Haoxuan, have you forgotten the vow you made?” Mu Xue sneers, retreating step by step from the poison wine glowing green in Eunuch Qin’s hands. So even someone as selfish as her can be afraid to die.

“To hold your hand and grow old with you?” He laughs loudly, then turns to look at her, his eyes bursting with boundless disgust and fury. His icy words pierce her heart: “Mingyue, my beloved consort, did you really think I couldn’t help falling for you?”

Then he pulls Ruyue into his arms, smiling tenderly and cruelly. “If it weren’t for getting Ruyue onto the throne of Noble Consort, I would have killed you long ago…”

Past life and present life, different people, different fates. The truth is so laughable after all.

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Seated behind the curtains, she smiles as she watches the winds of change. The whole world plays out within her game.

A woman lost in the mists of her past life uses the world as a chessboard in a deadly contest.

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A note from the author:

Recommended new work:

“The Harem’s Calamity: A Mute Consort”: http://read.xxsy.net/info/245380.html