Standing once again in the familiar white space, Feng Guang was still immersed in Ming An’s tenderness from the last world. As the lingering emotions were gradually cleared away, she suddenly felt that her girlish infatuation had come out of nowhere.
She complained, “System, can you give me a more reliable script next time? Why was it that as soon as I got there, so many things had already diverged from the original story? Even if it’s the butterfly effect, I hadn’t even flapped my wings yet. So how did the plot go off track?”
Take the final big boss, Yan Luo, for example. In the original novel, it was just a campus romance about a human girl falling in love with a vampire prince. There were no deaths at all.
The system replied in its usual emotionless tone, “From the moment the host prevented the male lead and second male lead from interacting, deviations in the plot became inevitable.”
After all, she was no longer following the original storyline as the supporting female character. For the sake of keeping the male and female leads together—to maintain what it called “operational logic”—the world would automatically adjust the plot. There was nothing wrong with that.
After thinking it over, Feng Guang had to admit the system made sense. She decided to drop the issue. As long as she could complete her tasks properly, that was enough.
“So how many points do I have now?” she asked.
“The host currently has sixty points.”
“Wow! I actually got eight points in the last world!” It felt like forever since she’d earned that many at once, and she couldn’t hide her surprise.
Well, of course. Did you even realize how dangerous that target was?
You were the only naïve one who thought he was gentle and considerate.
Unaware that the usually cold system was internally roasting her, Feng Guang didn’t plan to rest. She immediately stretched out her hand.
“Draw a new script.”
The book title soon appeared:
“Peerless Divine Doctor: The Defiant Concubine’s Daughter.”
The moment she saw the words “concubine’s daughter,” she already guessed her identity. Sure enough, she was the legitimate elder sister of that concubine-born daughter.
This was a fantasy novel—complete with magical beasts, though the beast-taming spotlight belonged solely to the female lead, Leng Qingjue.
Leng Qingjue had originally been a 21st-century special agent—beautiful and ruthless. During a mission, she was betrayed by a jealous best friend. The mission failed, and in the explosion that followed, Leng Qingjue dragged the woman who betrayed her down with her.
But she didn’t die.
She transmigrated to the Kingdom of Mingzi and became Xia Buyuan, a concubine-born daughter in a royal residence. Not only was this girl talentless and considered useless, but she was also known as a fool. She was especially infatuated with Yuan Che, the young master of the Duke Zhen’s household. Unfortunately, Yuan Che admired her legitimate elder sister instead—the so-called number-one beauty, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. As a result, Yuan Che treated Xia Buyuan coldly.
After figuring out her situation, Leng Qingjue promptly kicked Yuan Che, openly confronted her elder sister, and then, using her original name, carved out a formidable reputation across both the Kingdom of Mingzi and its rival, the Kingdom of Nanxiang.
It wasn’t just the emperor and princes of Mingzi who fell for her. Even the powerful elites of the enemy state Nanxiang ended up captivated by her.
With so many men involved, she almost forgot the male lead. The male lead was the Fourth Prince of Mingzi, Xuanyuan Fei. As for the second male lead, he was the master of Shengxue Villa—a famously handsome man said to be covered in deadly poison, untouchable by anyone except the female lead. His name was Liu Nianfeng.
The moment Feng Guang saw the phrase “covered in deadly poison,” she immediately raised her hand.
“System, I’m requesting a cheat ability! I want immunity to all poisons!”
“No such service is available.”
“Hey, you—”
“Mission starting.”
Before Feng Guang could finish her sentence, her consciousness faded away.
Lucien On ABRWF Chapter 34.1