Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

No matter how Ye Shuangshuang tried to distance herself, in her past life, Qin Peijun and Zhao Wan always held a place in Ye Shuangshuang’s heart.

It was precisely because she valued these two people too much that their subsequent coldness towards her shocked and unsettled her deeply.

In a courtyard filled with lotus flowers, Qin Muchen, with her hair disheveled, was frantically smashing things. Several maids stood outside the door, pale and frightened.

Zhao Wan, accompanied by a few trusted servants, approached and heard the continuous sounds of things being smashed inside. Her brow immediately furrowed, and a surge of anger rose within her.

She used to quite like this daughter of hers, feeling that she truly deserved to be her biological daughter, aligning perfectly with her intentions, gentle and dignified, making her proud to take her out.

But now, it seemed this daughter had been spoiled by the Ye Family, simple-minded and prone to jealousy, without any sense of the bigger picture.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wan felt both anger and frustration towards the Ye Family; the daughters of the two families had been swapped. She raised the Ye daughter to be so outstanding, but the Ye Family turned her daughter into this.

Zhao Wan took a deep breath and said to the maids guarding the door, ”Open the door.”

The maids did not dare to hesitate and hastily opened the door. Zhao Wan gestured for the people behind her not to follow and entered the room alone.

As soon as she entered the room, Zhao Wan felt another surge of anger, for the floor was covered in a layer of shattered porcelain pieces.

Qin Muchen, with her hair disheveled like a madwoman, was holding a porcelain vase high and smashed it on the ground in front of her, adding to the pile of broken porcelain pieces.

This was obviously done to provoke her. Zhao Wan was so furious that her face turned an iron-blue color. She was always generous to her biological daughter, Qin Muchen; everything in this room was handpicked from the treasury.

When arranging Ye Shuangshuang’s room, she hadn’t put this much thought into it; just the little porcelain bottles in Qin Muchen’s room were all kiln-fired and priceless.

Not to mention the large number of antique vases and porcelains, the amount of porcelain Qin Muchen had just smashed into pieces on the floor was probably worth enough to maintain a small rich family for three generations.

Qin Muchen wasn’t just smashing porcelain; she was smashing Silver! The Prince Nan Mansion was wealthy, but not wasteful like this.

Seeing these smashed pieces of porcelain, Zhao Wan regretted impulsively placing so many valuable porcelains in Qin Muchen’s room, all now ruined.

Looking at the two or three antique vases still intact, all extremely precious, because they were placed high on the treasure shelf, Qin Muchen couldn’t reach them, and so they were temporarily spared.

Zhao Wan felt immensely grateful to herself for placing these few valuable items high enough; for a moment, she forgot to reprimand Qin Muchen and directly shouted to the people outside, ”Get some people in here and take all the porcelain out of this room!”

Nanny Wan, who had been waiting outside, immediately led a group of maids and nannies in, treading over the floor full of shattered porcelain, quickly gathering up the few intact ceramic items in the room.

Qin Muchen didn’t care about these people’s actions, sitting on the bed with disheveled hair, coldly watching their movements, sarcastically saying to Zhao Wan, ”Mother is feeling distressed.

Did you not say that the treasures of the Prince Nan Mansion could all be smashed by your daughter without a care? I’ve only smashed a few, and mother feels this distressed.”

Zhao Wan was so infuriated by Qin Muchen’s words that she felt a pain in her liver. She had indeed said those words back then, but it was merely a saying, not meant for her to truly smash all the treasures.

Rubbing her temples in frustration, Zhao Wan sat opposite Qin Muchen, letting out a long sigh, ”Xin’er, must you speak to your mother this way?”

Qin Muchen’s face remained sarcastic, ”What way of speaking is this? Mother now has her precious Princess daughter, naturally, I’m not in favor.”

Zhao Wan looked at Qin Muchen with a headache, ”What are you saying? I’m your real mother; how could I like someone else more than you?

I’m just teaching you that in handling affairs, you must know how to be smooth. Even if you don’t like Ye Shuangshuang, but she is useful, you must exhaust all means to win her over.

You only know jealousy towards Ye Shuangshuang, but she has skills. If you can’t surpass her, then you need to accept it. The Emperor is gravely ill, and the Imperial Physicians are helpless, yet Ye Shuangshuang can save the Emperor; that’s her skill.

So now Ye Shuangshuang is favored by the Emperor and Empress. Such a person, just the brilliance of her medical skill is enough for us to want to win her over, not to mention her status above your father’s, so we mustn’t become enemies with her.

We are her foster parents; what a great connection this is. With such a uniquely favored person as your own, your father and brothers will have no worries about assistance if they face difficulties in court in the future.

Ye Shuangshuang is also someone who cherishes the past, considering me and your father as her parents. Isn’t that wonderful, then you become sisters with her, and with her speaking good things about you before the Emperor and Empress, you also benefit.

Yet, you stubbornly refuse to see this, not able to turn a corner. I never even asked for true sisterly affection from you with her, can’t you at least put on an act?”

Zhao Wan looked at Qin Muchen in utter frustration, feeling so angry that her daughter couldn’t be flexible and adaptable, not even able to act superficially.

Zhao Wan delivered a lengthy speech, but Qin Muchen merely continued to coldly sneer. She felt that she had already given up and no longer expected Zhao Wan and Qin Peijun to treat her well anymore.

Indeed, it seemed as though birds of a feather flock together, all equally cold; judging by oneself, Qin Muchen naturally saw Zhao Wan and Qin Peijun as similar, devoid of familial affection without benefit.

So Qin Muchen was utterly unrestrained, ”Ye Shuangshuang has skills, I don’t, is it not because you painstakingly raised Ye Shuangshuang, but for me, was there anyone raising me?

I wonder how much effort Father and Mother spent to nurture Ye Shuangshuang to possess all these skills. I’ve been back for some time, why haven’t Father and Mother spent such effort on me?”

”What on earth are you saying? Teaching requires one to possess the skills and talent. There are many who study medicine, do you think everyone can be like Ye Shuangshuang?

Which of those Imperial Physicians aren’t skilled, most come from an aristocratic family of medicine, yet ultimately they can’t surpass Ye Shuangshuang, is it because their parents didn’t try hard enough to teach?

It’s because Ye Shuangshuang possesses talent; she’s naturally suited for this, blessed with great medical talent, and she worked hard enough to achieve what she has today.

You’ve been back for so long, and your father and I haven’t neglected you. But look at yourself, you can’t even smoothly handle mutual relations, nor can you maintain a composed facade, hiding emotions while mixing with people!”

Zhao Wan nearly fainted from Qin Muchen’s accusations, feeling utterly wronged by her harsh critique.

As for Ye Shuangshuang’s remarkable skills, it was the Old Princess Consort who invested effort, and frankly, before Ye Shuangshuang left, neither she nor Qin Peijun knew this extraordinary medical skill of Ye Shuangshuang’s.