Quick Transmigration: Leisure

"Ouch!"

A series of howls, like those of wolves and dogs, echoed in the night sky, startling a series of chaotic noises from inside the few doors in this secluded corner.

"Squeak-"

The door was pushed open, then closed tightly again, and locked with several locks.

"God!"

"May the Bodhisattva appear! Please, please take this madman away quickly!"

"They make a ruckus every night, is there anyone who can do something about it!"

"Easy for you to say! Hmph! Who would dare to even glance at it?"

"They're all spineless cowards, they can't even cure a madman."

"May a formidable opponent appear!" she tried to fight fire with fire, "Even if it's a combative one, at least there's a chance to dodge, unlike now where I can't even cover my ears properly."

"Ouch!"

After delivering three long and two short howls, lasting for the time it takes to burn an incense stick, Xia Youmi stopped, touching her throat with some discomfort. Her pronunciation was truly peculiar.

It actually does look quite similar, and it has a particularly good sense of layering, with the vibrato and brightness working together perfectly.

"Your voice is great, but Youmi's comprehension is also amazing. She found the right spot on her very first note!" Niannian praised Xia Youmi, shaking her head, and didn't forget to offer suggestions, "Next time, let's study the videos more and try to learn more diverse vocalizations."

"it is good!"

Xia Youmi agreed, showing no signs of fatigue, and even broke out in a light sweat, displaying considerable energy.

The courtyard gradually calmed down.

She reached out and smoothed her long, tangled hair, and inexplicably had a rather unhealthy thought.

"Nian Nian... I think I'll go take a shower."

She had just arrived in this world and hadn't yet carefully considered the plot and her identity. Relying solely on the outline she had summarized each year, she completed the "task" that she needed to finish tonight.

With the long night ahead, she wasn't in a hurry to think about what was happening outside. Her immediate priority was to take care of some personal matters. She wanted to wash her hair, and there happened to be a moonlit well in the courtyard, radiating a crystalline and alluring light.

She estimated the weather; it was late summer, not yet autumn. She patted her body; although she had various scars, she was generally quite sturdy.

Should be able to withstand it?

Every year, no one stopped it; they only listed the best solutions.

"Okay, just do it!"

Xia Youmi had just finished howling and felt incredibly energetic. She got up from a place that was neither a bed nor a couch, dusted herself off, and then searched for the necessary items from various corners: a few torn pieces of cloth and a few small incense burners.

It's funny, these incense burners were placed in different locations inside and outside the house. They were originally meant to be lit to create a so-called "array" to suppress the evil spirits on her body. Now, it's not considered offensive to use them to rub her hair.

Every year, she would laugh and agree with her statement.

Select the finer ash, wrap it in a cloth, bend over, and apply the ash packet evenly to the roots of your hair while combing it in the opposite direction with your fingers to try to remove the oil from your hair.

The process was lengthy, requiring repeated changes of the cloth bag. The hair, which seemed to have never been styled, was also a bit troublesome. Fortunately, she didn't daydream while she was busy. She somehow managed to find a wide comb, wiped it with incense ash, and combed it much more easily.

"Thank you, Niannian!"

Xia Youmi only praised it in her mind and did not reach out to touch it. Her hands were covered in dust and oil, so she didn't want to get Nian Nian's clean and beautiful fur dirty.

Every year it licks its paws, and its tail curls into a beautiful arc.

It's true.

What a tempting scene.

Xia Youmi could only focus on her hair, quickly cleaning it and figuring out how to take a shower before applying the plaster.

After tidying her hair and combing away the ash, Xia Youmi let her long hair down, opened the door, and walked towards the well in the yard. The well contained clean water, and two wooden buckets were placed beside it.

Thanks to her domineering and wicked nature, others would rather take a detour than share the same well with her, which made her feel much more at ease.

She filled one bucket with water, while preparing the other. Once she had adjusted to the temperature, she gently poured water down her neck, using her fingers to run them down and wash away the oil and ash.

She changed the water several times, but quickly, and felt much lighter when she got up.

"Ah." He just let out a satisfied sigh.

"what!--"

A scream suddenly rang out from outside the door, but Xia Youmi did not look up. Instead, she continued to make the "ho" sound that she had made earlier because she was in a good mood, her long hair swaying slightly from side to side, her hands supporting her on the edge of the well.

The people outside were so frightened that they ran away immediately.

They didn't even dare to pick up the lanterns that had fallen to the ground, for fear that the female ghost would chase after them.

After she returned and regained her voice, she explained to her "good friend" who had rushed over, her voice trembling, "It was a water ghost... That madwoman must have been a water ghost in disguise. I saw her climb out of the well and almost pounce on me!"

"how is this possible?"

"Really!" she retorted sharply, then quickly covered her mouth. Although there were no rules against speaking at night in the Cold Palace and no one was in charge, she was afraid that her voice would attract the water ghost, which terrified her.

“I don’t believe it.” Her sister said, hands on her hips, looking disdainful.

"Then go see for yourself!" The person facing the white-clad, long-haired ghost shrank into the blankets, not daring to expose any part of their body. It was only because they dared to tell their sister so much that they could be considered to be truly sincere.

The woman staring coldly at the bed sneered silently, "Useless!"

I thought the new recruits would be braver, but it turns out they're just all talk and no action; one look from them and I'm scared.

never mind,

I wasn't really expecting to find any dirt on them.

Xia Youmi and Niannian only vaguely understood the intricacies of the situation, but they kept a general idea in mind. Their focus was still on her hair, which she wrapped in a clean, dry cloth that Niannian had somehow obtained and twisted.

Although this isn't the best way to treat hair, it's efficient, and since there's no fire to start a fire here, it's a good temporary measure to avoid catching a cold.

With her hair done, Xia Youmi looked at the cloth in her hand and then fetched water to wash herself.

Every year, he would rush out and quickly find a set of dried undergarments. The weather was neither too hot nor too cold, and he didn't need to entertain guests, so no one could care if he wore his shabby undergarments.

at last,

Holding the sweet and soft Niannian in her arms long in advance, Xia Youmi felt that everything was wonderful.

under the moonlight,

The light blue undershirt and the pure black kitten in her arms nestled together, creating a harmonious scene.

"Tired?"

Xia Youmi stroked Niannian's chin. Just now, it had been running in and out, carrying things in its mouth, some of which were quite large. She was worried that it might make its mouth area sore. She said this with concern, but Niannian was purring and seemed to be enjoying it.

"You're doing great, meow!" As a royal cat, and a mythical cat with the power to ward off evil spirits and ensure peace, you can imagine how good Nian Nian's condition is.

Not only was it raised by a dedicated person from a young age, but it also learned various complete hunting techniques. Furthermore, even palace servants who did not recognize its identity dared not argue with the black cat, for fear of offending the gods.

The fact that this auspicious treasure ended up in Xia Youmi's hands was thanks to the group of people who were trying to get rid of her.

Regardless of their status or background, every concubine who had been to the Cold Palace wanted to punish this wicked deposed concubine.

They each used their unique methods in turn.

Unfortunately, Xia Youmi is like an unkillable cockroach; the more you fight her, the stronger her vitality becomes, and the more difficult she is to deal with. Her disruptive counterattacks even show a tendency to escalate.

in this way,

Left with no other choice, they could only lead the discussion towards gods and evil spirits.

Various magical artifacts are used; some people even skip a meal to save money to buy talismans, all in order to stand up for those who are difficult to deal with.

Some were clever and had some power. Making a small mistake wouldn't be a problem for them. They had connections with high-ranking concubines, so they took on the task of eliminating deposed concubines while being flattered.

She used her connections to get a black cat, intending to ward off evil spirits and bring good fortune.

This level of behavior was actually not considered outrageous within the palace. However, black cats, especially those of good quality, were very precious, and no one would use such a treasure to make a show of things. But she was put in a difficult position and had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask for the cat.

It is said that the family even offered benefits to the elders in exchange for their favor, which is why the elders were willing to accept the gift.

As we've seen, that's what happened.

This black cat not only failed to subdue the deposed concubine in the cold palace, but was instead accepted by her with a smile!

He followed me everywhere, acting like a lackey.

When the clever concubine was about to leave the Cold Palace, she tried her best to get rid of the cat. In the end, she could only rely on the "Mysterious Master" to unleash his power and the people around her to stop him from scratching her face.

Only then did she slink away, adding another achievement to the list of deposed concubines.

The madman was already a powerful fighter, and now he has an even more formidable black cat. His days in the cold palace are truly filled with unease.