The Eldest Daughter is Delicate and Pretty, How Can She Be a Malicious Supporting Character - Chapter 91

Chapter 91: Returning to the Mansion

Before his death, Emperor Jiawu promoted Xiao Yan, his good nephew, to the position of Regent King.

He was to stir up the deep waters of the struggle for the throne.

Because the person sitting on the throne could never be of foreign blood.

Not even if Xiao Huaice was his biological son.

…

The dim candlelight flickered, casting a faint glow on the curtains embroidered with grape and bird patterns.

The girl’s eyelashes trembled slightly as she finally woke up from her dream.

This time, her eyes were calm, no longer filled with the panic she had shown at the beginning.

So… There was more to the story?

Perhaps because she had changed the predetermined outcome, heaven took pity on her and let her know that everything was just an illusion.

She was just a pawn in the struggle for imperial power, and the Pei family was just a small part of Great Ye’s history.

Those people had long wanted to bring down the Pei family.

Xue Yiran was just a pawn they had pushed forward, and she had been proud of herself, thinking that she could rise to power by defeating Pei Lingyi.

But unbeknownst to her, she was just a piece on the chessboard.

It turned out that they had hidden their intentions so deeply.

In the past, she thought that becoming the empress would ensure her family’s prosperity.

But now it seemed that as long as her father held the position of prime minister, the Pei family was like a rope hanging precariously on the edge of a cliff.

Pei Lingyi leaned against the bedframe, her eyes filled with a mix of light and darkness.

What should she do…

In her dream, those people were ruthless and merciless, and the struggle for the throne seemed to have stripped away everyone’s true nature.

Xiao Huaijin was selfish, Xiao Huaifeng was heartless, and Xiao Huaice was cruel.
Everyone revealed their true faces.

And there was also Xiao Changyu, who was dragged into the mix.
None of them would give in to each other.

But despite having seen their true nature in her dream, her heart was burning with desire.

She wanted them to crawl at her feet, fighting each other to the death for her love, and she wanted them to kneel and beg for her to accept the throne of Great Ye.

The Pei family wouldn’t be destroyed because of them; instead, they would become the number one family in Great Ye because of these men!

“Hehe… This is just too interesting.”

The girl’s low whisper was like the whispering of a demon in the underworld, making one’s heart tremble.

Perhaps it was the influence of that dream tonight, but Pei Lingyi couldn’t help but feel a thrill of excitement at the thought of those people who thought they controlled the game kneeling at her feet.

Maybe this was the baseness of human nature.

“This time, I won’t let you go…” The girl’s voice was sweet and poisonous, like the sweet but deadly oleander.

Beautiful, but deadly.

She would weave a sweet dream for them, just like those people had done for Xue Yiran.

She would make them willingly fall into the abyss, and in the end, they would be at her mercy.

The girl’s sleeping face was peaceful and serene, with a hint of a smile on her lips.

Tonight… No dreams.

Time passed quickly… It had been three days since she woke up from that dream.

Everything seemed normal, just like before.

Pei Lingyi had forgotten about the events in the palace and spent her days arranging flowers, burning incense, and brewing tea in her courtyard…

She was like a noble lady who never left her home.

But this was just the calm before the storm.

She was waiting… waiting for the right moment.

These men, born into noble families, would never learn to submit. Just liking them wasn’t enough; she wanted their love, their willingness to fall, and their begging for her love.

The first step was to pique their interest.

She had already done that.

The room was warm with a charcoal stove, and Pei Lingyi wore a light purple dress with a white belt around her waist, accentuating her slender figure.

The purple sandalwood desk had a flower arrangement that was almost complete, needing just a touch of red to finish it.

Just then, Layan came in from outside with a few branches of red plum blossoms that were in full bloom. “Miss, the flowers you’re arranging today are really beautiful. The red plum blossoms in our courtyard are blooming beautifully in the snow.”

Pei Lingyi took the plum blossoms from Layan’s hands and arranged them elegantly. The fragrance of the plum blossoms mixed with the warmth of the charcoal fire created a cozy and refined atmosphere.

She looked at her handiwork and nodded in satisfaction. “Take these flowers to Grandmother’s courtyard. She loves flowers and plants.”

Layan smiled. “Yes, I’ll go right away.”

As Layan left, Pei Lingyi gently massaged her temples, looking a bit tired.

Luoxu covered her hands and began to massage Pei Lingyi’s shoulders. “Miss, the Eldest Miss from the Xue family returned today.”

“Uh-huh.” Pei Lingyi closed her eyes, her fingers tapping lightly on the sandalwood table as if she was thinking.

Although she knew what happened after, Xue Yiran wasn’t entirely innocent.
Her malice towards her was real.

“Hmm…” But she didn’t need to deal with Xue Yiran herself. She had the upper hand now, and Xue Yiran was eager to climb up the social ladder. But would those high-ranking men in her dream let her do as she pleased?

Pei Lingyi was curious.

Xue Mansion.

Today was the day Xue Baohua returned.

She had left in late autumn, and now the capital was wrapped in snow.

The carriage stopped in front of a grand red gate.

Liu Shao had been waiting at the gate for a while.

She only had one daughter, and it had been months since she saw her.

Xue Baohua wore a light apricot-colored jacket with a few pearl flowers in her hair. It didn’t quite match her vibrant beauty.

She used to wear luxurious clothes and jewelry, so this simple attire didn’t seem like her style.

But her current appearance made people look at her differently.
Maybe she had truly changed.

With the maid’s support, Xue Baohua got off the carriage and saw her mother waiting for her.

Xue Baohua’s eyes welled up with tears, and she l over to her mother. “Mother, I’m back.”

Liu Shao had intended to discipline her daughter, but seeing her dressed so plainly, she couldn’t help but worry if she had been mistreated in Qingzhou.

“Baohua, why are you dressed so plainly? Did someone bully you in Qingzhou?”

Xue Baohua thought of what Liu Rou had told her and smiled bitterly. “No, I’m fine in Qingzhou. I just wasn’t used to the climate.”

Liu Shao suspected that someone in Qingzhou had been harsh with her daughter, seeing her like this.

Her parents were getting older, and now that her brother was in charge of the household, and her sister-in-law was quite formidable.

Could it be that her sister-in-law had made Baohua suffer?

But thinking about her daughter’s temperament, she felt that something wasn’t quite right. She knew that Xue Baohua had a fiery temper and couldn’t tolerate any grievances.

Could it be that she really wasn’t used to the climate?

Liu Shao’s eyes showed deep thought, and Xue Baohua smiled slightly. “Mother, why don’t we invite Cousin Sister Rou to stay with us for a while?”

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Author’s note – Dear readers, these two chapters explained the relationship between the male leads and the original female lead in their previous life. Throughout the story, the male leads never truly liked the original female lead; they only used her.

Because the original female lead took advantage of the plot and stole the female protagonist’s opportunity in the previous life, the male leads and the female protagonist had no intersection in the previous life’s plot.

Due to their differing positions, the imperial power and the prime minister’s power were naturally opposing forces. Therefore, the male leads, because of their struggle for the throne, destroyed the female protagonist’s family.

It can only be said that there are no absolute villains; everyone acts in their own self-interest, standing from their own perspective.