The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

By the time Feige arrived at the Prime Minister's residence, it was already dusk. She wandered around the residence alone for a while.

Looking at the fish below from a small bridge, Feige's mouth watered.

"Master, this is a koi fish, and it's very expensive."

"I want to eat."

"Master, let's pack up the people first, and take everything else when we leave."

Wu Tang suggests.

"No, I just want to eat."

So Feige put the three big fish below into his spatial storage and then disappeared happily.

They arrived at a forest with a small river nearby. Feige took out the fish, washed them clean by the river, and then lit a fire to grill them. She ate all three fish, leaving them completely clean.

"Mmm, I'm full."

Feige stood up and touched her stomach.

"Let's go back."

Upon arriving at the Prime Minister's residence, the old Prime Minister searched everywhere for Feige, and then saw Feige appear.

"Princess, we've finally found you!"

"Isn't this it?"

"Princess, the banquet has begun."

"Go, go."

When she arrived at the lobby, there were many people inside, some she knew and some she didn't. Feige felt a strong gaze on her, but she ignored it, sat down and started eating. She didn't like drinking, so she didn't touch any alcohol.

Then came the singing and dancing; those dancing girls had such incredibly slim waists!

Feige was embarrassed, but she was still very satisfied with her figure.

After eating three fish and some vegetables, Feige stopped eating and watched the people dancing.

"Master, the cheap prince consort has arrived," Wu Tang reminded him.

After a while, a man came over carrying a cup.

"Princess, I noticed you've been busy eating and haven't had any wine. I think you might not like it. This is tea; drink it to quench your thirst." The man looked at Feige with deep affection.

Feige almost threw up.

"Who are you"

Before the man could answer, the old prime minister called out from above.

"Quiet"

Everyone fell silent.

“I have something to announce,”

The old prime minister beckoned to the man, and the man walked over.

"This is my newly adopted son; from now on, he will be the second young master of the Prime Minister's residence."

Everyone applauded, but Fei Ge looked down with disdain.

Three hours later, the banquet ended.

Feige wanted to go back, but then the man came again.

"Princess, could you do me the honor of inviting me for a drink?"

There was a calculating look in the man's eyes.

"OK"

Feige downed the cup in one gulp, and then collapsed.

"Master, are you knocked unconscious?"

"This is a low-level sleeping potion, something I've already used before. That's enough for now, watch me later."

Wu Tang knew without a doubt that the Prime Minister's residence was going to be in chaos tomorrow.

Once inside the room, the man placed Feige on the bed and then left.

Feige opened her eyes and vanished instantly.

Upon arriving at the Prime Minister's wife's room, he knocked her unconscious and then stored her in his spatial storage.

Back in that room, Feige let her out and put her on the bed.

A moment later, the door opened and the man came in.

Soon, the man came to the bedside. Because the room was dark, he quickly stripped himself naked, climbed onto the bed, and soon the sounds began. Feige disappeared.

As dawn broke, the old prime minister arrived with a group of people. Pushing open the door, he saw his wife, completely naked, her legs dangling outside. The adopted son, announced to the public yesterday, lay beside her, his hand resting on her chest.

The old prime minister was furious.

"Get out, all of you, get out!"

Everyone had already seen clearly that it was the Madam and the Second Young Master; they then withdrew.

The old prime minister walked to the bedside and slapped her. The prime minister's wife woke up.

"You bitch, how dare you, how dare you!"

After the Prime Minister's wife saw it clearly, she could hardly believe it and then fainted.

The old prime minister pulled the man off again.

*Slap!* A slap woke the man up.

"father"

Another slap.

"Don't call me 'Dad,' you're not worthy. Look carefully at who she is, ah, look carefully!"

The man looked closely, and then his face turned pale.

"mother"

"How dare you? How dare you?"

Another slap.

"Get out, I don't want to see you,"

The man hadn't taken more than a few steps when the old prime minister took out a knife and stabbed it into his back, piercing right through.

The man fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, and then he died.

The old prime minister drew his sword, walked to the bedside, and plunged it into the woman's chest. The woman struggled for a moment, her eyes widened, and then she died.

And so the news of what happened at the Prime Minister's residence spread again: the adopted son and the Prime Minister's wife had slept together.

The old prime minister killed his adopted son and his wife.

Then they had the house burned down.

The old prime minister sat on the ground, unable to understand or comprehend how this could have happened.

Feige watched from a distance; it was quite lively. Then she returned to the Prime Minister's residence.

The scandals in the Prime Minister's residence are common knowledge.

Things happening in the palace also became topics of conversation for everyone during their leisure time.

Ya Huai was gossiping with Fei Ge on the side, and after listening, Fei Ge was very disgusted.