Quick Transmigration: Leisure

The weather is gradually getting cooler.

Every year, its fur becomes smoother and shinier.

They lived in this cold palace for almost a month before finally deciding to turn things around.

Previously,

Whether she believed it or not, Xia Youmi followed the necessary and thorough rules to recuperate for a period of time, as she did not want to lose her close companion again too soon.

In this way, everything can be dealt with later.

Whatever the plot, the concubines and princes, or the complicated love and hate in the cold palace.

Xia Youmi would only chat with Niannian while she was basking in the sun, treating it as casual conversation, and in the process, she would sort out her future direction. However, her actions to retaliate against the original text's situation were temporarily suspended.

The couple focuses on their daily antics, arranging the yard layout to make it easier for people to come and go every year, and improving their diet with the kitten.

On the contrary, the new batch of eunuchs in charge of managing the Cold Palace were filled with unease.

The madman only uttered a few "howls," ransacked the yard, dug in the dirt, bullied the trees and played in the water, was fierce at the birds, laughed while hugging the cat, slept all day long, and ate very little.

In summary, did he not do anything bad?

The anxious eunuch gradually lost his fear of the madwoman, and occasionally even felt a little worthless sympathy.

In particular, it was discovered that if the woman didn't promptly collect the particularly low-quality leftover food and water delivered to her, it would be stolen. The person who stole it would pretend to have casually slipped in while collecting the food, as if the woman had eaten it herself, without any cheating or deception.

As for whether that person is so hungry they can eat dirt or so greedy they can dig up tree bark to eat, who cares?

Shortly after,

When they were rotated back to their other posts, the mention of this deposed concubine inexplicably added a touch of melancholy.

Various compiled versions circulated inside and outside the palace, adding new chapters to the already legendary story of this woman. Xia Youmi and Niannian took it all as amusement, showing no awareness whatsoever of the rumors being spread.

She was still concerned about whether she slept well, whether she gained weight year after year, what cats she met in the palace, whether she won any fights, whose kitchen was the most delicious, and whether the cook was careless but kind-hearted.

The tool used for retrieving the contents has also been upgraded, changing from Nian Nian's mouth to a black cloth bag that can be hung around the neck. The inside is clean, while the outside is embroidered with dark gold patterns.

It was found by it, and its fur color matched the animal, so it wouldn't be easily noticed. Therefore, it was only right to offer it to Elder Xuanmiao.

Xia Youmi washed it several times and found that there was no problem with color fading before she exposed it to the sun and sewed on a comfortable strap with a flexible knot, so that Nian Nian could easily put it on and take it off with her small body.

Several break points were also set up so that if someone saw her trying to strangle her with the strap, she would have a chance to escape.

Their knowledge of pet supplies is already incredibly extensive.

At present, it's just a modification to better adapt to limited resources and environment, and it's actually quite fun. When Xia Youmi gets into the mood, he even tinkers with various mechanisms and hidden weapons suitable for Nian Nian, but he doesn't take them out for the time being, keeping them hidden as ordinary items.

She plans to wait until she has enough physical strength and experience to hand it over to the dangerous operation, or until she has enough physical strength and experience each year.

in front of you,

They won't cause too much trouble, and they're not suited to making any eye-catching noise.

The fact that Xia Youmi is known to some people every year is still known to some, although they try to cover it up. Every year, Xia Youmi may sleep in areas that are not strictly guarded, day and night, creating more traces of life, including the illusion that it has not recognized a master.

The trickery is all there; believe it or not, it's up to you.

When the truth comes out, Xia Youmi will surely be able to implicate a string of people, each with evidence or treasures that have been patronized year after year. At that time, it won't be too late to distinguish which is more serious.

......

Fireworks lit up the night sky once more.

A new banquet has begun in the palace, bustling with activity. The melodious music cannot be heard here, but the scene of lights and novel fireworks illuminating the night sky still brings a touch of desolation to this corner.

Many local "residents" strained to look out, hoping to share in the joy and join in the festivities.

To cover up the tragedy that they could no longer attend and witness.

In fact, besides Xia Youmi, there are quite a few people in the Cold Palace who are crazy, infatuated, or stupid. But the reality is that once you really enter that state, it becomes common for sober people to take their anger out on you.

Even if one can be ignored, a life without any support will soon rot at the base of a cold wall.

They usually don't live long.

The reason Xia Youmi was relentlessly targeted was not only because of her special origins, which compelled her master to protect her and prevent her from dying within his jurisdiction, but also because of her truly tenacious vitality and the fact that she hadn't actually fallen into a state of mental incapacity.

She was mostly venting.

She had experienced fear, struggle, and depression, but ultimately, reality remained unchanged; she was destined to spend her life confined in a cage, observed by the outside world. Bearing the promise of immortality, this pitiful, deposed concubine, having seen through everything, focused solely on her wanton and reckless actions.

She has her own rules, and everyone has to abide by them at night. The cat is hers, so stepping on someone's head is the same as stepping on their head. If you're not happy, come and try it.

in this way,

It seems to grow stronger the more it fights, and the more it can infuriate a large number of people. Many people want to vent their anger on this roly-poly toy that cannot be easily broken.

They created a special bond that was not originally formed as enmity.

Some concubines were only vying to win her over.

Fortunately,

They have been busy preparing for the state banquet to mark the end of the mourning period, and they have almost no experience with it. In addition, the situation is tense, and they are extremely competitive.

They had no intention of making things difficult for the overly carefree Xia Youmi.

Those retaliatory actions will have to be postponed for another day.

“Niannian, this banquet looks lavish, but why is it so bland?” Xia Youmi nestled on the now messy but clean wooden bed, watching the banquet with Niannian through a scanning perspective, with tea and fruit laid out under the table.

"Strange, this performance seemed more dedicated than the last one, and the dance was better, but why don't I feel any interest?"

Nian Nian rested her head against Xia Youmi's lower abdomen, providing her with the warmth she needed during her period. Xia Youmi also massaged Nian Nian with her fingertips. They were both puzzled.

"I think the problem lies with the people."

After careful observation, Xia Youmi discovered that although this banquet was smaller in scale, the participants were clearly more central. The threshold was higher than that of any courtier who could share in the joy; only the wives of imperial relatives were allowed to sit.

"No, it's not just the people who are different, their expressions are different too."

As Xia Youmi added, Niannian had already come to a conclusion, its tone somewhat strange, "Youmi, the mood is off, everything from top to bottom is off. The emperor has no joy on his face, and he seemed to have been indifferent before, but this strange atmosphere is evident in the absence of lively officials."

"Everyone's watching his expression. When the emperor is unhappy, it seems like no one dares to smile." Xia Youmi sighed, looking around. Actually, there were still people with relaxed expressions, namely the male and female protagonists of this story.

However, the more comfortable they were, the colder the emperor's expression became.

"What? The emperor and the female lead have a romantic storyline?" Xia Youmi asked in confusion, almost thinking that she and Niannian had missed some plot details.

“No.” Nian Nian quickly checked the data and explained, “Yes, the Emperor felt frustrated seeing this couple. Especially today is the Empress’s special day, and he is also dissatisfied with the Empress’s family. The Fifth Prince is clearly a defeated opponent, yet he and the Princess are inseparable, so happy and content, which only makes him look more lonely.”

"Ha, wanting both." Xia Youmi scoffed. "His lust for women is a cover for his feigned weakness, but he has truly let down countless beauties. He only deserves to be alone."

Those people didn't retaliate because they were kind-hearted.

However, as one of them, Xia Youmi had no intention of letting them off easily.