Quick Transmigration: Refusing to Be a Victim's Child

The old marquis was so drunk that his eyes rolled back and his body convulsed uncontrollably. The sight of him struggling in pain made everyone's scalp tingle, but no one dared to step forward to stop him.

However, the medicinal soup had a remarkable effect. The old marquis, who had been talking nonsense and beating people wildly just now, finally opened his eyes slowly, and his eyes gradually became clear again. He seemed to recognize the people around him.

But after experiencing the terrifying hallucination of the paper figure beside him and the fleshy ball possessing him, the old Marquis became extremely wary and rarely allowed anyone to get close to him.

Furthermore, he began to find it unbearable to see women around him, especially young and beautiful women.

Whenever he sees them, he loses control of his bladder and bowels. To make matters worse, his penis completely loses its function, and no amount of manipulation can help.

Knowing that Aunt Wu and the others were still standing outside, sobbing, the old Marquis felt his hair stand on end and was filled with fear, losing all pity.

He especially couldn't stand hearing them mention that she was carrying his child. Whenever he heard that, three fleshy lumps would appear in his mind's eye, tearing and biting at him. Only drinking some tonics could slightly alleviate the pain.

According to Dr. Zhu, this was due to excessive indulgence, which affected his mind and caused hallucinations.

But the old marquis was really afraid of those concubines, so he directly summoned the steward and ordered him to send them away as far away as possible.

The old butler looked troubled.

"My lord, but Consort Wu and the others are all carrying your children. If we drive them out of the manor, I'm afraid..."

"Then let them abort the children first." He himself is on the verge of death, what use are so many children?

The old marquis was wrapped in bandages and thick quilts, curled up in the corner of the bed. Even though the room was brightly lit and he was so sleepy that his eyelids were drooping, he dared not fall asleep.

He even called in the veterans to stand guard by his bedside.

Tonight, he was determined to stay up until dawn, then invite some Taoist priests and monks to the Marquis's residence to perform rituals.

He always felt that his sudden, strange behavior was not due to illness at all...

*

On the other side, in the village outside the city.

Shao Linshen is currently busy delivering babies.

Those systems left behind quite a few "good things," such as the pregnancy pill that could create a pregnancy pill out of nothing. Just taking one pill could make someone pregnant instantly.

Although this was Shaolin Shen's first time playing the role of a midwife, the fetus in Li's womb was not a normal one.

In the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, three strangely shaped, humanoid creatures emerged from the birth canal on their own.

These little creatures seemed to know what to do from birth, and they all crawled toward Li's chest, calling out "Mother" repeatedly, which frightened Li into letting out screams and howls.

Especially since these "fetuses" all looked exactly like Jiang Shi from back then, Li Shi only glanced at them and felt a huge shock in her mind, almost losing her soul. She subconsciously raised her hand and threw one of them hard to the ground.

Unfortunately, she managed to shake one off, but the other two deformed, blood-red "fetuses" had now surrounded her from both sides. Their tiny hands, covered in sharp nails, dug and scratched into the flesh of her chest, while they cried out:

"Mom, how cruel you are! Waaah! Didn't you say you would treat your daughter-in-law like your own daughter?"

"Why do you always push all the blame onto your daughter-in-law when something goes wrong? Is it because she's not your biological daughter that you're siding with Zhili?"

"Hehehe, now I'm your daughter too, are you still going to kill me?"

"Waaaaah, do you know how horribly your daughter-in-law died? It hurt so much, it really hurt so much! Can you even imagine the pain she was in back then?"

……

The old woman trembled uncontrollably, not daring to open her eyes for another second. She endured excruciating pain, as if her flesh was being scraped away, flailing her arms wildly and screaming hoarsely:

"Help! Someone help! There's a... there's a monster! Help!"

"Cui Liu, Cui Liu, you brat, why aren't you getting these things out of the way?"

"Ah! Get away, don't come any closer."

"Jiang, you're already dead, why do you still want to harm me? If you're so capable, go find the person who killed you."

……

The old lady screamed repeatedly, but the outside was as silent as a dead pool. Although blood was still gushing from beneath her and her body was covered in blood from being torn apart, she could only grit her teeth and struggle as she scrambled and crawled toward the door.

She climbed behind the door and reached out to open it, only to find that the door was locked from the outside.

Behind her, the three monsters swarmed around her again, climbing up her legs little by little.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Screams echoed from inside the house, and a strong stench of blood seeped out from between the door cracks.

Fortunately, talismans had been pasted on the door, so the sound didn't get out at all.

Originally, upon hearing that the old lady was about to give birth, fearing that something might happen to the master on the estate and implicate his estate manager, he rushed over with the doctor he had invited, only to be stopped by Shaolin Shen disguised as Cuiliu.

The head of the village frowned, extremely anxious, and said:

“Miss Cuiliu, why are you still stopping us? The old lady is about to give birth and needs servants to take care of her. Instead of taking care of her, you are leaving her alone in the room.”

"If something happens to the old lady, can you bear the responsibility?"

Shao Linshen, wearing Cui Liu's face, stood expressionless at the door, refusing to back down, and coldly said:

"Huang Zhuangtou must have drunk too much and his head is muddled. Our old lady is only three months pregnant, how could she be talking about giving birth?"

If you have nothing to do, go and patrol the village a few more times and tell those gossipy old women to keep their mouths shut.

Our matriarch has already retired for the night; we can discuss anything else tomorrow.

After saying that, Shao Linshen raised his hand and gestured for the group to leave quickly.

Huang Zhuangtou was speechless, and his gaze unconsciously turned to the old woman who was still holding a basin of hot water and waiting to the side.

Seeing the other person shrinking back and remaining silent, he glanced at the brightly lit yet silent room and felt as if he had discovered some secret he shouldn't know.

He slapped himself hard, then bowed respectfully to "Cui Liu" in front of him, and led the doctor away in a sorry state.

Seeing this, the old woman beside him, fearing punishment, tried to slip away, but Shao Linshen stopped her, snatched the wooden basin, and ordered:

"Go to the kitchen and have someone cook some late-night snacks. Madam will be hungry later and wants to eat."

Upon hearing this, the old woman knew that the person in front of her was a favored maid in the old lady's lap, so she could only bow down and agree repeatedly, not daring to refute in the slightest.

Seeing that everyone had left, Shao Linshen lifted her skirt and sat down on the steps in a carefree manner, closing her eyes to hone her spiritual strength.

The moonlight spilled across the earth, as if covering it with a layer of frost. Countless bizarre and absurd things were hidden in the night. Under the same sky, the same things happened one after another in different places.

-

The next morning, as soon as the sky began to lighten, the village came alive with activity.

It turns out that the old lady had an upset stomach last night and was inconsolable all night, which caused her to have a miscarriage. Today she had to rush back to the Marquis's residence to ask the imperial physicians to come and treat her.

The people of the manor waited outside the gate, and saw the carriage returning to the city speeding all the way to the master's house.

The old lady did not appear in person throughout the entire process; instead, she was carried into the carriage by her maid wrapped in a quilt.

However, to everyone's bewilderment, the maid then brought out three more swaddled-like objects from the house and put them into the carriage.

The villagers who had gathered around to watch the spectacle stood at a distance, whispering amongst themselves.

Taking advantage of the large crowd, someone asked curiously:

"Those three things the maid carried in, could they be babies? Wasn't it said that the old lady only had a miscarriage?"

The other person scoffed:

"Hey, you idiot, who can give birth after three months of pregnancy? Maybe it's just a few bundles of flesh."

Someone else lowered their voice mysteriously:

"That's not necessarily true. I heard that last night, the old woman in the upper room boiled a lot of hot water, and some people saw basins of bloody water being carried out of the room by the maids."

In the end, even the head of the village called a doctor, but the doctor was sent away without even entering the house.

After he said that, everyone seemed to realize that something was wrong.

Some analysts have suggested that:

"Now that you mention it, I've noticed something strange. The old lady is pregnant with her third child. Her belly is already ridiculously big at only three months, and she still dares to let the maid carry her on her back. Isn't she afraid of putting pressure on her belly? Besides, there are exactly three 'packages'."

At this moment, someone nervously interrupted:

"Shh, don't say any more. There's more to this than meets the eye. Don't forget... the strange things that have been happening on the estate lately."

Then he whispered a word of advice:

"We're just country folk who toil in the fields. It's best if we don't know anything. As long as those important people don't affect our lives, that's fine."

As the carriage gradually disappeared into the distance, the group exchanged glances and dispersed in tacit agreement.

However, in a secluded courtyard within the estate, people were still discussing the matter privately.

The commotion outside was so loud that even Li Mingzhu, who was bedridden, heard it.

She, who was once charming and lovely, is no longer the same as she used to be.

Because she was poisoned by her own mother, she lost all her hair and teeth, and could only eat soft, easily digestible liquid food on a daily basis.

In just one or two months, she seemed to have been drained of all her energy. Her eyes were cloudy and lifeless, she was barely breathing, and her body was as withered as rotten wood.

Now, only Granny Sun is left to take care of her.

Li Mingzhu lay on the bed, unable to move, yet filled with doubt and resentment. She glared at the old woman beside her and said bitterly:

"Granny Sun, I believe I have treated you well, so why have you betrayed me? Don't forget, I am still a young lady of the Marquis's mansion. Aren't you afraid that when things fall apart, my father and brothers will settle scores with you?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of mockery flashed in Granny Sun's eyes. She placed the comb in her hand steadily on Li Mingzhu's head, scraping her scalp repeatedly, leaving bloody marks. Her tone was icy as she said:

"Miss, you are a person of high status and have a bad memory. Naturally, you don't remember a small thing that happened before."

"But this old servant remembers, remembers that when my granddaughter was combing your hair, she accidentally pulled out a strand of your hair, and you ordered her to be beaten to death with sticks."

This old servant had only this one relative left in his family, someone he depended on for survival. He never imagined that such a small matter would lead to their eternal separation.

Granny Sun raised her head, her eyes filled with hatred as she looked at the person on the bed. A slow, sneer crept onto her lips.

"You killed my granddaughter, yet you've completely forgotten about it, and now you're asking me why I betrayed you?"

As she spoke, Granny Sun dragged Li Mingzhu off the bed like a dead dog, all the way to a wooden wheelchair placed by the door, wrapped a cloak around her to cover her figure, leaving only half of her thin face exposed.

Then, Granny Sun squatted down in front of her, grabbed her chin, and said in a sinister tone:

"Don't you want to know what's happening outside? This old servant will take you there to see for yourself."

After saying that, Granny Sun ignored the other woman's weak struggles, stuffed her mouth with a handkerchief, put a veil on her face, and pushed the wheelchair out.

The wooden wheels rolled on the bluestone road, making a series of dull sounds.

A green-canopied carriage that had been parked at the back door was quietly waiting.

When the veteran driver saw Granny Sun and the others come out, he quickly got off the carriage shaft, limped over to the wheelchair, and helped Granny Sun, chair and all, push her onto the carriage.

With a flick of the whip, a crisp sound was heard, and the carriage slowly started moving, gradually driving away from the village.

*

Meanwhile, inside the Marquis's residence.

As dawn broke, the faint light shone through the carved window lattice and quietly crept onto the old Marquis's weary body.

He had stayed up all night, and now he looked listless, his voice hoarse and weak.

"Quickly, invite all the monks and Taoist priests here. This Marquis's residence has been plagued by an eerie atmosphere lately; it's very strange and must be properly exorcised."

The servants hurriedly obeyed and left.

The old marquis leaned against the headboard, his brows furrowed, his heart filled with restlessness and unease.

Just then, a servant rushed in from outside, knelt down, and reported:

"My lord! Someone just saw the old lady return from the estate."

Upon hearing this, the old Marquis sat up abruptly, his brows furrowed in confusion:

"Why did she come back? Didn't she say she was already recuperating at the estate? Could it be that Mingzhu has caused some absurd trouble again?"

As soon as the old marquis finished speaking, the servant stammered:

"Reporting to Your Excellency, it's not that Miss Mingzhu is in trouble, but... it's that the old lady's health was too weak, and she was unable to protect the fetus in her womb, and unfortunately miscarried yesterday."

"Humph!"

The old Marquis couldn't stand the words "fetus" and "childbirth" these days. He had already been trying his best to restrain himself, but upon hearing that Li had miscarried, he slammed his fist on the bed, making the tea set next to him clang loudly.

"That old woman Li shouldn't have gotten pregnant with this child in the first place. She just had to be jealous and argue with those concubines, without even considering how old she is."

Now look what's happened! I lost my child, and now I've contracted an illness, making my family a laughingstock in the eyes of outsiders.

The old Marquis was burning with anger when he heard that his unfilial son, who was away on official business, had acted out of character and, upon learning that both he and his wife were ill, had actually gone to the palace to fetch a royal physician for them.