The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

Knock knock knock, someone's knocking on the door.

"Princess, are you awake? The Prime Minister has arrived."

"Wait a moment"

Feige opened her eyes and found herself in an antique-style room, decorated rather extravagantly with red curtains, pink drapes, a blue dressing table, and so on.

"What nonsense is this? Is this princess out of her mind?"

"Master, this is the Princess's residence. The original owner was 13 years old when the old emperor suddenly remembered her and bestowed upon her a residence, which is here."

The princess's mother was the prime minister's daughter. She died of illness not long after giving birth to her, and then the prime minister took her back to raise her. The emperor didn't care; there were so many princesses, one more wouldn't make a difference.

From childhood to adulthood, the prime minister's goal was to raise her into a puppet so that he could then rebel.

The original owner of this body despised her father, the emperor, for neglecting her from childhood. She hated the emperor, and this, coupled with the indoctrination from the prime minister, further fueled her resentment.

Later, the prime minister succeeded in his rebellion, imprisoned her, and tortured her every day until she was on the verge of death.

Finally, they had her thrown into a snake pit. She couldn't understand why, after being so kind and good to her since childhood, they would treat her like this. She just couldn't understand it.

"At this point in time, the Prime Minister is planning a rebellion and wants her to cooperate in an inside-outside operation. By the way, at this time, the original owner of this body is already 16 years old. She has a son-in-law, the son of the Prime Minister's steward, whom she doesn't like. The Prime Minister forced her into a relationship, and she took him to the Princess's residence, never caring about him afterward."

"This cheap prince consort always tipped off the prime minister and swindled a lot of things from the princess's residence. When the original owner died, she saw the disgust and revulsion in the man's eyes."

So, her wish is simply to figure it out?

"Yes, and also, kill the prime minister, depose the emperor, and become emperor yourself."

"Being emperor myself is too much trouble, but I can find an heir. They're like fat old pigs being slaughtered, destined to get cut. Let's kill them."

Knock knock knock, that rascal is knocking on the door again.

"Princess, the Prime Minister has arrived."

"Got it, I'll be there right away."

Feige got dressed, then pulled the curtains off the bed; they looked awful.

Once the door opens, he'll definitely be as irritable as an ant on a hot pan.

"Come in and comb my hair."

"it is good"

Ya Huai went in and gave Fei Ge a simple hairstyle that looked very elegant, which Fei Ge was very satisfied with.

Feige stood up.

"Go, go."

Turning back, he glanced at Ya Huai and said, "All those fabrics have been removed."

"Princess, didn't you say you liked it? Why did you take it away?" Ya Huai asked.

"I don't like it anymore, let's get rid of it, hurry up."

"Yes, Princess."

Feige arrived at the reception room, where the Prime Minister was already impatient.

Upon seeing Fei Ge arrive, the old Prime Minister looked displeased.

"Why are you so late? I've been waiting for so long!"

"Wait a minute, what's wrong? You're not dead, are you?"

"How could you speak to me like that?" The Prime Minister could hardly believe his ears.

"Then how am I supposed to talk to you?"

Feige rolled her eyes at him, then sat down in the main seat.

"You silly child, what happened to you in just a few days?"

"Oh, what brings you here today?"

"I've found you a prince consort,"

"Do not"

"A girl grows up, how can she not get married?"

"Who is he?" Feige asked with a smile.

Feige's laughter sent a chill down the old prime minister's spine for some reason.

"Young Master of the Prime Minister's residence, I'll adopt him as my godson; he'd be a perfect match for you."

Really?

"Um"

"All right then,"

"You agree," the old prime minister said happily.

"Agreed"

"Okay, I'll go back and prepare now."

"Take care," Fei Ge said with a smile, she didn't plan to get up to see her off.