Chapter 2: The Blessed Fertile Body

Momo Xu laughed.

Her gaze toward Xie Yao instantly softened. “Eldest Miss, for the next three days, this old servant will remain in the Xie household to instruct you in the palace rules, until your wedding.”

This was exactly what Xie Yao wanted!

She spoke with great sincerity: “Yao-yao will certainly study diligently under Momo’s guidance.”

With Momo Xu present, no matter how much this husband and wife hated her, they dared not lay hands on her lightly. This was also the reason she had dared to tear the mask off just now.

Momo Xu nodded again and again, her heart growing all the more appreciative of Xie Yao.

The two of them conversed happily, yet Madam Xie’s expression grew increasingly unsightly, her gaze toward Xie Yao brimming with killing intent.

Xie Yao….she could not be allowed to remain!

But Xie Yao was now nailed down as the future Crown Princess, and that foolish girl Jiao-jiao had even offended this old shrew.

This matter would need to be considered long-term…

Madam Xie still wished to exchange more words with Momo Xu, but she refused him flatly.

—

Jian Jia Pavilion.

“Mm~”

A delicate moan, like a kitten’s cry, stirred an itch in one’s heart.

Xie Yao lay sprawled on the soft couch by the window, her snow-white skin tinged with a faint blush. Momo Xu’s broad palms were moving over her back, massaging.

As she massaged, Momo Xu explained, “Eldest Miss, this essential oil is a secret treasure of the palace. Massaging with it will make the skin even more delicate and firm.”

Looking at the future Crown Princess’s full bosom, slender waist, and round hips, though it was only massage, she still exuded a trace of seductive allure… Even as an old woman, Momo Xu felt her heart stir.

She simply did not believe His Highness the Crown Prince could restrain himself!

“Mm.”

Xie Yao’s face was crimson as she bit down gently on her lip, a single syllable slipping from between her lips.

She had no choice; her body was far more sensitive than others, as she possessed the legendary Blessed Fertile Body.

The attraction such a constitution held for men need not be mentioned. Moreover, she conceived more easily than ordinary women, and once pregnant her body would strengthen, unlikely to miscarry.

Childbirth was also easier for her, and she could recover quickly afterward.

If not for this…

In her past life, Song Wenbo, who already had someone in his heart, would not have forced himself upon her while drunk.

And from that one time, she had conceived.

Song Wenbo and that person had not wanted her to bear the child, tormenting her in every possible way, yet still the child had stubbornly clung to her womb.

Thinking of the past, Xie Yao’s fists clenched tight, her reddened eyes filled with hatred nearly solid.

Song Wenbo… and that woman.

This hatred must be repaid!

After finishing the massage, Momo Xu returned to her own room, satisfied.

Xie Yao’s close maid Zhuxin served her in dressing while whispering anxiously, “Miss, could it be… could it be that His Highness the Crown Prince has some problem?”

Zhuxin’s voice was extremely low, her eyes full of genuine concern. “If not, why would Second Miss reject such a fine marriage?”

Xie Yao’s heart warmed, her nose tingled. In her previous life, Zhuxin and Zhuqing had been thrown among the household servants by Song Wenbo, tortured to death before her very eyes.

It was only to break her wings, to leave her with no one she could use, to completely cage her, making her nothing but a plaything for amusement.

Now, seeing Zhuxin alive and warm before her, Xie Yao felt tears pressing to fall.

“Miss!” Zhuxin’s eyes reddened in pain for her.

Xie Yao quickly patted her hand. “It is nothing. A blessing may be hidden in a misfortune.”

As long as the Crown Prince was still a man, with her constitution, she would surely be able to leave behind his bloodline! By then, even if the Crown Prince died young, she would still have reliance.

No matter how bad it became, it could never be worse than her past life!

As for Xie Yujiao… she would wait and see just what sort of end awaited her.

“Zhuqing, go do something for me,” Xie Yao could not bear to see her maid weeping, so she changed the topic. “Go to the main hall and say you are there to fetch my dowry list.”

Zhuqing asked, “What if they refuse to give it?”

The current mistress of the Xie household was her stepmother. Outwardly, she pretended to dote on Xie Yao, but in truth she made things difficult at every turn, never failing to be mean-spirited.

Xie Yao answered firmly, “They certainly won’t give it.”

Her plan for Xie Yao was to marry Song Wenbo, and the dowry prepared for her had been pitiful. In her last life, though she had flaunted a dowry of one hundred and eight carriages, in truth a hundred of them were empty displays.

Thus, when the Song family discovered the truth, they flew into a rage and treated her even harsher.

But this time, the man she was marrying was not the same. Madam Xie would never dare to slight the Crown Prince the way she had slighted the Song family.

Zhuqing was puzzled. “Since they won’t give it, why would Miss still send me to ask?”

“Of course to remind her.” Xie Yao patted her hand. “Go on.”

After Zhuqing left, Xie Yao turned to Zhuxin. “Zhuxin, go out of the residence. Find someone to keep watch over a steward surnamed Ding in the Crown Prince’s residence, and learn where he usually goes.”

“Make sure it’s done in secret!”

—–

Main Hall.

Bang!

Madam Xie sneered, slapping the table. “So now that she’s climbed onto a high branch, her face changes at once. Such a petty creature flaunting her petty gain!”

“Delay it; say it’s not yet been organized.”

Madam Xie rubbed her temples with some weariness. She had indeed prepared an extremely generous dowry, but that was meant for Jiao-jiao.

That little wretch Xie Yao dared covet it?

Yet now that Xie Yao was to marry the Crown Prince, the pitiful dowry she had prepared for her before was absolutely unpresentable…

—–

The next day.

It was the day for the groom’s family to send the betrothal gifts.

Half the capital flocked to the Xie residence to watch the spectacle as this was the Crown Prince’s betrothal procession to welcome his bride!

From early morning, the Xie residence bustled. The main gates were flung wide, and as far as the eye could see, men carried great heavy chests in long lines into the estate.

Before the gate, the court official read aloud each item of the betrothal gifts.

Every piece was a treasure, every item a rare marvel!

Master Xie and Madam Xie’s eyes lit up. They were just about to lead the official to place the gifts when Momo Xu stepped forward, her voice stern, “The future Crown Princess’s courtyard is that way. Come with me.”

Madam Xie’s face stiffened, her expression turning extremely sour.

Xie Yao, meanwhile, only bowed her head slightly, cheeks tinted pink as she listened to the official’s chanting. From sunrise until the sun hung high, the gifts were carried in for half a day.

Xie Yujiao’s face grew uglier the more she listened.

Why was Xie Yao’s betrothal gift different from hers in the last life?

Every single piece was more precious than other!

Xie Yujiao’s eyes burned with venom as she glared at Xie Yao, her body trembling with anger.

Just then, another uproar sounded outside. “Here they come! The Song family has arrived to present their betrothal gifts!”

Xie Yujiao’s brows finally relaxed, while Xie Yao could not help but smile too, her eyes filled with anticipation.

Xie Yujiao stepped forward. She did not recall what betrothal gifts the Song family had given Xie Yao in the past life, but imagining how much Song Wenbo doted on her, surely he would have emptied the family fortune…

Yet before the thought was finished, the noise outside abruptly fell silent.

Xie Yujiao’s smile froze. She turned to her maid. “What’s going on? Why is there no more sound outside?”

The maid lowered her head, voice shaking. “N-n… nothing more…”

Nothing more?

Looking at the mere eight carriages brought in by the Song family, then comparing them to Xie Yao’s betrothal procession that half the capital envied, Xie Yujiao’s face shifted through many colors.

At last, she turned to Xie Yao with a vicious glare. “Don’t be too pleased with yourself. The one who laughs last is the real winner!”

Cultural Notes:

• Blessed Fertile Body: A fictionalized “special constitution” in many Chinese webnovels, said to make a woman extremely fertile and attractive to men.

Translator’s note:- Let me know in the comments if you like this novel so that I can continue it. As it is my first time taking up a novel with aprox. 200+ chapters each being 1.5k words.