Chapter 1: Entering the Story

Pain, a bone-deep agony.

Jiang Ning bit her lip tightly, unable to suppress a soft moan.

At this moment, crimson drapes swayed endlessly, casting a sultry glow across the room.

Seeing the suffering woman in his arms, Pei Heng frowned slightly and paused his movements.

“Stop pretending. Isn’t this what you wanted?”

That raspy male voice startled Jiang Ning, making her abruptly open her eyes.

Looking at the “bare” man before her and her own unclothed body, Jiang Ning’s eyes widened in horror. She kicked him off the bed.

What… what was she doing?!

Her shock left Pei Heng puzzled, though perhaps accustomed to her unpredictable temperament, a trace of unspeakable disgust flashed across his eyes.

“What, did I hurt you?”

Hearing such blunt words, Jiang Ning lifted her pallid face, her red lips parted slightly. “Get out. Get out!”

Seeing her mad, frantic demeanor, Pei Heng curled his lips, dressed calmly, and left without a word.

Once he was gone, Jiang Ning hurriedly put on her clothes and looked around.

Where… where was she?

Just as confusion overwhelmed her, her gaze was drawn to a jade pendant lying at her feet.

The name “Pei Heng” engraved on it stunned her.

Could it be… she had transmigrated into a novel?

Thinking this, Jiang Ning pinched her thigh hard.

Ouch—it hurt. She wasn’t dreaming.

Last night before bed, she had read a novel called “After Rebirth, the Beloved Princess Goes on a Killing Spree.”

In the story, the heroine becomes an irresistible magnet after rebirth—every man who sees her falls deeply in love, and even women are inexplicably drawn to her.

The only villain in the book is the notorious princess, who commits every imaginable evil and forcibly takes men as her consorts.

Coincidentally, the princess’s name was exactly the same as hers.

Curious about the princess’s fate, Jiang Ning stayed up late, reading until dawn.

Unexpectedly, the author abandoned the story halfway…

Just as Jiang Ning was feeling exasperated, her heart disease struck and she fainted.

When she awoke again, she was in this bizarre place.

Staring at the jade pendant in her hand, Jiang Ning swallowed nervously.

She was doomed. Had she really become the hated princess?

In the book, the princess was a true tragic figure.

Her mother died young, her father was a foolish emperor; though she appeared to have wealth and honor, as the eldest princess, she wielded no real power.

Even the three consorts in her rear courtyard plotted daily to kill her…

The princess’s luck was dreadful; the three men she forcibly kept were either the male lead or the heroine’s childhood friend…

But the most terrifying of all was the ruthless villain, Pei Heng, whose hands were stained with countless lives.

Thinking of what Pei Heng and the other two did to the princess, Jiang Ning’s fingers trembled uncontrollably.

She had been dealt a losing hand from the start; her fate was surely to die by their blades!

Jiang Ning thought.

If she wanted to survive, she had to stay far, far away from these three—never to meet them again.

Since she already knew the general trajectory of the future, as long as she kept away from the heroine and her devotees, she could surely stay safe!

After reassuring herself for quite some time, Jiang Ning clenched her fists.

Since she had arrived, she would accept her fate; now that she was here, she had to live well!

Only by surviving did she have a chance to return…

Just as Jiang Ning regained her resolve, a clear, crisp voice rang out.

“Princess, Princess!”

Seeing the young maid in a pale yellow dress running toward her, Jiang Ning rubbed her head.

This must be the princess’s personal attendant, Spring Branch.

Seeing her mistress’s haggard face, Spring Branch smiled brightly. “Assistant Minister Fu heard you were unwell and came personally to deliver medicine.”

“This Assistant Minister Fu is so much better than that cold, unpleasant Assistant Minister Pei. You truly have endured the clouds to see the moon shining through.”

Hearing this, Jiang Ning’s beautiful face was full of helplessness.

This Assistant Minister Fu was the male lead of the novel. If Pei Heng was a lunatic who killed without hesitation, then Fu Shi was a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

Faced with a hypocrite like Fu Shi, she would rather deal with Pei Heng, whose dislike was written openly on his face.

Seeing Jiang Ning remain silent, Spring Branch spoke again. “Princess, Assistant Minister Fu is waiting at the door. It’s freezing outside, don’t keep him waiting too long.”