Quick Transmigration: A Super-Effective Novel Within a Super-Effective Novel

After Lin Zhao admired Xu Yanran's four large characters "Serve the Government with Utmost Loyalty," he was overjoyed.

"Tsk! I'm really good at writing, this thing is pretty good!"

She stroked her chin and appraised Xu Yanran's back, immediately deciding to treat everyone equally and not let that bitch Song Xi get away with it either.

"Let's go! To Song Xi's room!"

The three of them, master and servant, dragged Xu Yanran along and quickly arrived in front of Song Xi's room. As soon as they got close, they smelled a foul stench emanating from Song Xi's room.

Both Liusu and Yingsui frowned and covered their noses to hide their faces. Xu Yanran still looked like a broken rag doll with a broken heart. Lin Zhao kicked open the door.

There were no servants in the room. Song Xi lay stiffly on the bed, with the bedding piled up haphazardly at the foot of the bed, and flies and mosquitoes swarming all over the bedding.

Upon hearing the arrival of someone, Song Xi remained motionless, not even turning her head, her gaze fixed intently on the bed curtains.

The humiliation he has suffered these days is more unbearable than the hardships he endured during his years of military service. He, a dignified marquis, has been schemed against like this by a madwoman...

He regretted it, he hated it!

"Oh my, our Marquis is so spirited! Even in this state of destitution, he won't shed a single tear."

Lin Zhao crossed his arms and walked leisurely to Song Xi's bedside, mocking her with a sarcastic tone.

Upon hearing Lin Zhao's voice, Song Xi immediately tensed up, her anger rising and the veins on her neck bulging.

"you you!"

He glared at Lin Zhao with eyes full of resentment, "You poisonous woman!"

"You flatter me, you flatter me."

Lin Zhao did not feel insulted at all; calling her vicious was a compliment.

She leaned down slightly and looked Song Xi over.

"No wonder he's from the military; he's so robust. He's been bitten by snakes and insects for so many days, yet he hasn't died from the festering sores."

Suddenly, she reached out and pinched Song Xi's chin, then looked at Song Xi's face, which was still relatively intact.

"We agreed to treat everyone equally, how can someone's body be rotten while their face remains intact?"

As she spoke, she didn't move, but simply reached her hand behind her back towards Liusu, "A piece of porcelain!"

Liu Su quickly handed over the broken porcelain shards.

Lin Zhao took the porcelain shard and, without saying a word, stabbed it into Song Xi's face.

"what!!"

Song Xi had no idea that Lin Zhao was the type to strike without warning. Suddenly, Lin Zhao hit him on the face, and the pain made him scream out in pain.

"Hahahaha!"

"So it can make noise too."

"Then keep screaming. Scream well, and see if I'll let you go!"

As Lin Zhao spoke, his tone became increasingly vicious, and his actions became increasingly violent.

She gripped Song Xi's chin, and no matter how much Song Xi struggled, she wouldn't let go.

Sharp, nail polished nails dug into Song Xi's skin. When he moved again, she simply exerted force, digging her fingers into his flesh.

He grabbed Song Xi's bones and pried off her jawbone.

"Ahhh!"

Song Xi had never suffered such pain of separation from her flesh and blood. She cried out in pain and dared not move.

But Lin Zhao ignored him and continued to create art on Song Xi's face.

Sharp shards of porcelain slashed haphazardly from Song Xi’s left cheek to his right, and from his forehead to his chin. His once handsome and rugged face was reduced to a mangled mess in the blink of an eye.

"Hahaha! Good, good, good!"

Lin Zhao finished his final stroke, then looked at Song Xi's face with satisfaction.

Ying Sui also curiously peeked over, and upon seeing it, burst out laughing.

"I am... a despicable person! Hahahaha!"

The words "I am a bastard" were clearly etched on Song Xi's face, bloodied but still easily recognizable.

Tattooing someone on their body is already an extremely humiliating form of torture, let alone on their face, especially when it involves tattooing these large characters.

Hearing Ying Sui's words, Song Xi's last bit of courage vanished. He let out a long, broken sigh, closed his eyes, and two streams of tears mixed with blood flowed down his face.

"I am a lowly person, but I will serve the government with utmost loyalty."

"Hahaha! I'm so clever! His dad is a perfect match!"

Lin Zhao laughed so hard he bent over, having had his fill of fun, he picked up Xu Yanran and threw her onto Song Xi's bed.

"Madam Xu no longer needs to stand in the proper order; just serve the Marquis well."

"Do not give them food, do not clean their houses, and do not grant any of their requests."

Lin Zhao narrowed his eyes and instructed the servants watching over Song Xi's room, "After all... she won't be able to hold on for many more days."

"Hahahaha!"

Lin Zhao turned and left, carrying the tassels and ribbons.

Xu Yanran, who was left in the room, sat miserably on Song Xi's bed. Looking at the bed full of bedbugs and maggots, she was not afraid of feeling nauseous.

Having already been insulted and tormented by Lin Zhao like this, what are a few insects compared to that?

She wept bitterly, wishing she had never met Song Xi, or even come to this Marquis's mansion.

"Woooo..."

She couldn't understand how this could have happened, how could this have happened?

Now I live like a ghost, I might as well be dead!

"Stop crying! All you do is cry! Will crying solve anything?! Stop crying!"

Song Xi, who was lying to the side, was already very upset after crying. When he heard Xu Yanran also sobbing, he became even more irritated and cursed out loud.

Xu Yanran was taken aback when Song Xi scolded her.

It was clear that Song Xi had also suffered a lot of humiliation and injustice, yet she only shed a few tears before she could still be so defiant in her insults. With a quick glance around, she timidly crawled over to Song Xi's side.

Carefully, she used her remaining clothes to wipe the bloodstains from Song Xi's face.

"Ah... ah ah..."

She called out softly, making a few hand gestures, asking Song Xi what to do, telling Song Xi how sad she was right now.

In the past, Song Xi would have done everything in her power to protect Xu Yanran and not let her suffer in the slightest.

But now he's paralyzed himself. Lin Zhao's killing was too sudden; his plans hadn't even begun. What could he do?

"No! I can't give up like this, I can't accept my fate!"

Song Xi thought she was in dire straits, but the more she thought about it, the more unwilling she became.

Who does Lin Zhao think she is? The Lin family mansion should be his own property. What gives her the audacity to treat him so badly!

He spent seven years working his way up in the frontier, and he wasn't just playing around!

He still has those seven thousand soldiers and the intelligence from the neighboring country that he risked his life to obtain. He deserves to turn his life around and become a dragon among men!

Thinking of this, Song Xi's eyes widened, her hands gripping the blood-stained and foul-smelling quilt on the bed, her heart filled with resentment.

"I can't give up now, I can't!"

"That vicious woman Lin Zhao, I will make her pay for what she did today!"

When Xu Yanran saw that Song Xi had suddenly regained his fighting spirit, her eyes lit up and a glimmer of hope appeared.

But when she saw Song Xi's face, which had been marked with words by Lin Zhao, and her body, which had been damaged by Lin Zhao, she frowned again, heartbroken.

"what……"

Her gaze fell on Song Xi's legs, implying that Song Xi was already in such a state, how could she possibly regain her composure...

Song Xi also felt a pang of pain in her heart, gritted her teeth, and resented herself for being so useless.

But then, the door was suddenly pushed open very gently.

A servant-like man, hunched over and wary of his surroundings, slipped in.

"My lord, don't worry!"

"Yanran, it's me!"