Quick Transmigration: The Villain Boss is a Bit Cute - Chapter 139
Chapter 139
Her black eyes were calm and without ripples, yet the guard felt an undeniable and commanding presence emanating from within them, compelling him to submit involuntarily.
“Subordinate greets the lady. Please give your instructions,” the guard said, kneeling on one knee.
He had been sent to the Cold Palace as punishment for offending someone due to his poor judgment.
However, having learned his lesson, he resolved never to make the same mistake again.
Su Hua curled her lips in satisfaction.
She hadn’t expected this guard to be so perceptive, saving her quite a bit of trouble.
“Within half an hour, exchange all this silver for food—fresh fruits, meals, and such. The food must be ready to eat,” she ordered.
Su Hua frowned slightly.
This place didn’t have a kitchen, so cooking wasn’t an option.
Although her space contained an induction cooker, there was no electricity.
“……”
De’er was bewildered.
The host even had an induction cooker?!
Wait, that wasn’t the point. The real issue was, where did the host’s space come from?
Why couldn’t it sense it?
Was it malfunctioning?!
Su Hua, unaware of De’er’s inner turmoil, dismissed the guard after giving her instructions.
Only then did Qiu Yun come to her senses.
“Lady…”
Qiu Yun stared at Su Hua in astonishment.
How did her mistress suddenly have so much money and such commanding strength and presence?
Su Hua didn’t answer.
She walked to the bed, pulled out a length of white silk, and laid it on the floor.
Qiu Yun gasped in alarm.
“Lady, what are you doing?”
Su Hua didn’t continue her actions but said calmly, “I almost died today.”
Qiu Yun froze.
She understood the implication behind Su Hua’s words, and tears immediately began streaming down her face.
“Lady, please don’t lose hope. Things… things will get better.”
Yet even as she said it, she couldn’t quite believe her own words.
Su Hua nodded seriously.
“They will.”
Qiu Yun didn’t ask any further questions about how Su Hua had changed so much or where the money had come from.
As long as her mistress was alive and well, that was all that mattered.
Su Hua’s actions weren’t entirely altruistic.
In the original story, the original host’s death had prompted this maid to take her own life shortly after.
Qiu Yun’s loyalty was unquestionable, and Su Hua couldn’t bear to waste such loyalty.
Half an hour later, the guard returned.
He brought back a variety of fruits, prepared meals, a pile of coal, and even a quilt.
Su Hua glanced at the guard in surprise.
“What’s your name?”
The guard immediately knelt on one knee again.
“This subordinate is Xing Yi.”
“Very well.”
Su Hua handed him a piece of silver.
“This is for you. From now on, stay by my side.”
Xing Yi was overjoyed and quickly said, “Thank you, master. Xing Yi is willing to risk life and limb for you.”
Su Hua raised an eyebrow in surprise.
He had addressed her as “master” rather than “lady.”
This guard was not only observant but also astute.
He must have recognized her unparalleled wisdom beneath her captivating appearance.
De’er: “……”
“You’re quite good,” Su Hua nodded.
“Let’s eat together.”
“Lady, this isn’t proper,” Qiu Yun said, now accustomed to refraining from asking too many questions.
“Eat together.”
Qiu Yun said no more, fetched bowls and chopsticks, and the three of them sat at the shabby table to share a meal.
The food Xing Yi brought wasn’t extravagant, but it was clean and warm.
On a cold winter’s day, even a sip of hot soup warmed the body.
Su Hua ate two bowls in one sitting, a clear indication of how long the original host had been starving.
There wasn’t much rice.
Su Hua ate two bowls, while Xing Yi and Qiu Yun had one each.
It was midday, and winter made one hungrier—one bowl was far from enough.
“Qiu Yun, there’s hot water outside, right?”
Qiu Yun quickly put down her bowl.
“I’ll bring it for you, Lady.”
Su Hua stood up, and Xing Yi also set down his bowl and stood immediately.
Su Hua motioned for him to sit.
“You stay seated and finish eating. I’ll grab something.”
Pulling out silver coins wasn’t strange, but producing instant noodles out of nowhere certainly would be.
Su Hua went to her room and retrieved three bowls of instant noodles from her space.
“Lady, what is this?” Qiu Yun asked.
She cleaned the room daily and had never seen such things.
Su Hua placed them on the table, skillfully opened the packaging, added the seasoning, and poured in hot water.
The aroma instantly filled the room.
Xing Yi’s eyes widened, and he couldn’t help swallowing hard.
“master, what is this?”
“Poison. Dare to eat it?”
Qiu Yun’s face turned pale.
“Lady, this—”
“Just kidding.”
Su Hua covered the bowls.
“This is called instant noodles. They’ll be ready soon.”
“Noodles?”
“Mm.”
Qiu Yun wanted to ask more questions but didn’t dare.
Before long, Su Hua lifted the lids, and the aroma wafted out once more.
“It smells amazing,” Xing Yi exclaimed.
Su Hua smiled.
“Here, one bowl each. Eat.”
“master, this isn’t—”
Su Hua looked at them seriously.
“From now on, you may ask questions, but you must obey my orders without hesitation.”
“Yes,” they both answered promptly.
Each took a bowl.
Even the cold wind couldn’t dissipate the heat rising from the noodles.
Xing Yi couldn’t wait and took a bite.
He felt as if he’d been transformed.
“Master, this is delicious!”
The small room was soon filled with the sound of slurping.
After the meal, Su Hua took a nap and woke up in the afternoon.
She sent Xing Yi out again with silver to exchange for more food.
After dinner, the three sat around the table.
“Xing Yi, are there any palace walls nearby where one can leave the palace?”
Xing Yi didn’t dare ask further.
He thought for a moment and said, “There are, but the guards near the walls are many, and the walls are very high. It’s difficult to leave.”
Qiu Yun was curious but stayed silent.
“No problem. Just tell me where.”
The three went outside, and Xing Yi pointed to the right.
“That’s the tallest palace wall.”
Su Hua nodded.
“Got it. Go get some rest.”
Although Su Hua had initially planned to stay in the Cold Palace and observe the male and female leads, she decided against it when she thought of Wei Jue.
The greatest advantage of the Cold Palace was its isolation.
But today, someone came—Tao Guiren, the emperor’s current favorite concubine.
Tao Guiren’s visit was linked to Xing Yi.
Su Hua had given Xing Yi silver, and the things he exchanged for it were conspicuous.
With so many spies in the palace, it was only a matter of time before someone noticed.
And so, word reached Tao Guiren.
It was Tao Guiren who had orchestrated the original host’s suicide by ensuring she overheard false news of her beloved’s death.
Tao Guiren arrived with a large entourage of maids, eunuchs, and guards, totaling over ten people.
Standing arrogantly, she ordered, “Bring out that wretched Qi!”
Immediately, a maid stepped forward and banged on the rickety door.
“Qi Meiren, come out!”
