Chapter 4: The Pain of a Split Head

Tang Youyou sat up. Her fine silk clothes were in a completely different league from those of the destitute laborers. She looked around in confusion, her head buzzing. There was no such plot in the book!

Did the director add scenes to her forcibly?

Just as she was wondering, as if sensing her waking up, the supervisor who looked like a fair - faced scholar turned to look at her. His peach - blossom eyes narrowed slightly.

At this time, two strong men stepped forward and bowed respectfully, "Mr. Yue, the deal is done. We've brought another person. Shouldn't it be time for us to..."

"Go to the accounting room to collect your silver and get out of here," the fair - faced supervisor snapped in a deep and magnetic voice. The two men thanked him repeatedly and scurried away.

Mr. Yue, with an air of elegance but a heart of cruelty.

Tang Youyou gasped, "You can't be Yue Fusheng, can you?"

In the plot, Yue Fusheng was a villain character needed in the second half of the story. He was a confidant of the former crown prince and had coaxed the female protagonist to assassinate the male protagonist in revenge for the crown prince.

Yue Fusheng frowned, "You recognize me?"

Goodness! It really was Yue Fusheng. She never expected that before he became a confidant of the crown prince, in a part of the story not yet written, he was actually a supervisor in this black coal mine!

Tang Youyou still remembered this insidious and cunning villain. In the end, he gave up his revenge because he fell in love with the female protagonist and couldn't bear to let her hands be stained with blood. The incident of killing the son that caused the final misunderstanding between the male and female protagonists was also his doing.

Unexpectedly meeting the villain in advance, Tang Youyou of course knew that she had been kidnapped by those two strong men and sold here. But since Yue Fusheng was in charge, what was there to be afraid of!

"Hehe." Suddenly, she felt that her back didn't ache and her legs didn't hurt. She was full of energy. She patted her buttocks and stood up, then walked closer to him, "Brother Yue, don't you think I'm pretty and cute? Aren't you a little bit into me?"

When she got within one step of Yue Fusheng, he frowned, and instinctively reached out his hand to push against Tang Youyou's forehead. He had seen shameless people, but never such a brazen woman!

She was indeed beautiful, with skin like congealed fat and eyes like crescent moons. She was clearly a delicate beauty raised in a wealthy family.

But...

In Yue Fusheng's eyes, everyone who came to this iron mine was a laborer, no exceptions for the old, the weak, women, or children!

"Brother Yue, you have to believe that you'll fall for me, Brother Yue..." Tang Youyou's face was squished like a fermented bun, yet she still tried to get closer.

Yue Fusheng would become the crown prince's man. As long as she could use this relationship to stop Rong Xun from seizing the throne, then all the tragedies would not happen.

"Someone!" Yue Fusheng said with a gloomy face, increasing the strength of his hand. Every pore on his body exuded disgust. "Throw this brazen woman into the mine shaft for me!"

"Don't do this! Brother Yue! Listen to me, Brother Yue!"

No matter how much the silly Tang Youyou shouted, it was of no use. She was forcibly dragged into the pitch - black mine shaft and given a hoe and a basket.

"Making me a miner?" Tang Youyou rolled on the ground several times. With a disheveled hair and a dirty face, she directly threw things. "Is there any justice! Is there any humanity!"

Hearing the commotion in the mine shaft, Yue Fusheng walked in with a calm face and extreme coldness. He had seen many people causing trouble. A good beating would solve the problem.

With one whip strike, Tang Youyou grimaced in pain. With another strike, she felt as if her bones were broken. Yue Fusheng didn't treat her like a human at all. It was like beating a Chinese cabbage.

Before long, Tang Youyou was covered in whip marks and bleeding. She curled up on the ground, protecting her head and crying out, "Stop hitting me. I'll carry the ore. I will, okay!"

Only then did Yue Fusheng stop. He glared at her coldly as if she were an ant. "You'd better behave yourself and suffer less physical pain!"

Damn it!

Tang Youyou grimaced in pain as she groped and got up. She regretted it so much. It would have been better if she had stayed with the male protagonist. Although the ending might not have been good, at least she wouldn't have been beaten!

This Yue Fusheng was really heartless. He controlled this black coal mine and even traded in human beings!

Filled with resentment, Tang Youyou supported herself on her knees and barely stood up. Her body swayed unsteadily. She stared at Yue Fusheng fiercely and gritted out through her blood - stained teeth, "You'll regret this!"

"Regret?" Yue Fusheng sneered, almost laughing. "Are you a princess of the royal family and can't be touched? Let me tell you, on my territory, even the Queen Mother of the West would have to kneel before me!"

Tang Youyou felt a rush of blood to her head. If she had a heart disease, she definitely couldn't bear it at this moment.

This Yue Fusheng didn't know what was good for him. Don't blame her for being merciless!

"Fine, you wait for me!" Tang Youyou gritted her silver teeth and, fueled by anger, rushed forward with big strides towards the iron frame for mining.

Yue Fusheng was stunned. He never expected that this woman had such backbone and would rather die than submit!

"Thud——"

The pain of a split head. The woman's frail body fell straight down, but the corner of her mouth hooked into a strange smile.

There are countless ways to die in the world, and all of them are extremely painful!

"My lady, please untie me. We are already husband and wife. What would people think if they saw me like this?"

Vaguely hearing such a sentence, Tang Youyou woke up from the haystack. Her eyes were blurred, and there still seemed to be a sharp pain in her forehead as if it had been split open.

The morning sun shone on her face like a soft feather. The big stone in Tang Youyou's heart finally dropped.

Sure enough, the timeline had reversed again. She was still alive...

"My lady?"

Rong Xun was lying beside her, unable to move his hands and feet. The farmer driving the ox - cart kept peeping back, looking curiously and snickering.

Tang Youyou carefully examined Rong Xun's face. His wheat - colored skin, sword - shaped eyebrows, and starry eyes made his appearance more rugged than Yue Fusheng's. It was just that his character was a bit different from the one in the plot.

The original story was a heart - wrenching one. She didn't like Rong Xun, but avoiding the pit of misunderstanding and forming a CP with this male protagonist might not be a bad idea.

Being stared at by her intently as if she was trying to find something special, Rong Xun was a bit stunned. "Did my lady have another nightmare?"

Not knowing how to answer, Tang Youyou said in a commanding tone, "Turn around!"

Rong Xun probably understood his wife's temper. Every time she woke up, she would be a different person and throw a tantrum.

He had heard of this condition before. It seemed to be called "waking up on the wrong side of the bed"!

Since they were married, this was his wife. What was wrong with indulging her a little?

Rong Xun had to mobilize all his physical functions to meet Tang Youyou's requirement. After all, he had been confined for a long time, and his limbs were numb. At the moment, he didn't even have any feeling in his hands.

The coachman, seeing this, said sarcastically, "A man should aim high. It's disgraceful to be under a woman's thumb!"

This old man really meddled in other people's business. Tang Youyou never liked to suffer losses, especially not in a verbal fight. She rolled her eyes and retorted, "Mind your own business and don't poke your nose into others' affairs!"

Rong Xun just kept smiling apologetically and secretly wondered how he could live with a wife with such a bad temper.

The coachman stopped talking. Tang Youyou began to untie the red silk tied around Rong Xun's wrists. When she tied it, it wasn't that tight. But now, the red silk had dug into his flesh, which showed how hard he had tried to break free during the night when she had died and been reborn.

Looking at his bruised and purple wrists, Tang Youyou felt sorry for him. The characters in the book were just pale plots, but in front of her, they were all real!

After a long while, the red silk finally came off. Tang Youyou pulled Rong Xun's hand and watched as the dark purple color caused by poor blood circulation gradually faded. Then she said angrily, "You'd better not bully me, or I have plenty of ways to deal with you!"

She wasn't as cruel as Yue Fusheng, but as the female protagonist, she would never allow her ending to be death by poisoning!

Rong Xun looked at her, at her puffed - out cheeks due to anger. Suddenly, he found her cute. Abruptly, he pulled her into his arms. "My lady, don't worry. I've felt your authority."

Authority?

Was she showing authority?

Tang Youyou froze. She was at a loss. She had done this out of necessity because of the current situation, but now he was taking advantage of her!

Under the clear sky, on the mountain road to the county town, the woman let out a deafening roar that shook the mountains, "Damn hooligan! I'll strangle you!"