Quick Transmigration: Irresistible Beauty

So annoyingly persistent, Yue Ran sighed in her heart.

If she were in a world with spiritual power, Yue Ran would have killed this noble young lady with just a wave of her hand or perhaps with a swipe of a sword. It would be a quick and painless death—this was already Yue Ran's greatest mercy.

There would then be no one yapping annoyingly in her ear. How peaceful would it be then? But it was all just a beautiful dream—a bubble image that would pop with just a poke from her finger.

Yue Ran let out another tired sigh in her heart.

So troublesome.

She hated getting involved in such trouble. But as a vicious female supporting role, she would always be plunged into such troubles.

So annoying.

…

—In Yue Ran's Sea of Consciousness—

Ruan Ruan knew instantly what his master had in mind.

"Is Master not just remembering the old days when the male protagonist was Master's junior brother and so enthusiastically followed behind Master every single day as if he were Master's personal little tail?"

"Maybe," Yue Ran replied, giving a careless shrug.

"Ruan Ruan still remembers that he had blackened and had actually destroyed the world after Master's untimely death because of the female protagonist."

"It was a beautiful sight to see," Yue Ran replied dreamily.

"The female protagonist was then tortured so severely by Master's men that she did not even have a piece of good skin left in her, if there was even skin on her body," Ruan Ruan said shudderingly as the image of that said female protagonist's end went through his mind.

Let's just say that the female protagonist lived a life worse than death and that she did not die a peaceful death after that.

No one will ever have a good end after offending his master.

No one will ever have a good end after making his master feel uncomfortable.

…

No matter how reluctant Xue Lu was, she had to swallow all her complaints in her stomach. Her reputation in the capital had both advantages and disadvantages.

Because of her reputation, people would always sing praises to her, respect her, and believe her words. And because of her reputation, she would also sink because of it, be tied around it, and be stuffed inside a cage. Her actions were limited because she had to act according to her reputation; she did not want her reputation to fall.

She was so perfect, she naturally had to protect her face and reputation.

Now, Young Lady Bai had blatantly given the idea of having her and Yue Ran, the rising star of today's banquet, compete in their poetry talent. The other guests in the oldest princess' mansion naturally watch and anticipate this with relish.

For men, this was a kind of enjoyment to watch two beauties compete for the top spot, while for the ladies, this was a kind of enjoyment to watch two dogs fight, even more exciting than the Chinese opera they watch in a tea house.

"Young Lady Yue, you used to be unobtrusive, but now that you let us know that you have such a talent, then you should discuss more with Young Lady Xue so that we can all open our eyes."

Yue Ran blatantly rolled her eyes at Young Lady Bai's words, not planning to give Young Lady Bai any face at all.

Seeing this, Young Lady Bai clenched her fists and gritted her teeth behind the stiff smile on her face.

"Yes, that is a good idea!"

Someone echoed Young Lady Bai's suggestion.

Yue Ran honestly thought that this was such a pointless activity.

Even if Yue Ran did beat Xue Lu in poetry, then what?

Xue Lu is a well-known, talented woman in the capital. She is especially proficient in the four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting. When the time comes, they will let Yue Ran compare with Xue Lu first in poetry; then what next would they need to compare Yue Ran to Xue Lu? The other four arts? Will there be an end to this?

Yue Ran had just wanted to refuse, but Xue Lu, the female protagonist, had spoken out loud. Xue Lu's competitive spirit suddenly surged for no reason.

"Okay, Young Lady Yue, let us compare you and me so that others will not talk about who is better between us in the future. How about it?"

Yue Ran wanted to roll her eyes again. Why are there so many troublesome flies flying in her face? Can those flies not leave her alone? Why is everyone so persistent about fighting her today?

How can Yue Ran have the ability to compete with her—Xue Lu—in poetry? Today's poem that Yue Ran wrote must definitely be a fluke, a short fortune of luck. She does not believe that Yue Ran really has the talent to compete with her.

Xue Lu has never denied her excellence in front of others. As for Yue Ran? Hah! What is Yue Ran compared to her?

There was derision and scorn in Xue Lu's eyes when Yue Ran's eyes met hers from afar.

Yue Ran looked at Xue Lu with a funny look.

Did Xue Lu really think that she would definitely win? Who does she think she is?

Xue Lu: I am the female protagonist, while you are just a vicious female supporting role that will die a terrible death in the near future.

Yue Ran: Dream on.

Ruan Ruan: Dream on! My Master is the best!

Yue Ran folded her arms and stared down at the female protagonist condescendingly.

Since Xue Lu wanted to challenge her, let her teach her a lesson.

"Since there is a competition, then I will come first," Yue Ran said. "The sun and the moon are pressing closely; the New Year has just passed, and the crab myrtle flowers are still warm and sweet."

This poem is not just ordinarily poignant but also gentle and heart-pounding. However, such a poem is not enough.

Yue Ran paused for a second before adding, "Years are fleeting; time is like an arrow; the people are at the bottom of the crab myrtle flower; they would dream under the spring."

Yue Ran does not believe that Xue Lu's poetry talent and learning can shine more than hers.

Xue Lu started to think about the poems in her mind when Yue Ran recited hers, and now that Yue Ran had finished speaking, Xue Lu hurriedly continued, "The road and mountains are far away; the day burst into light and flew away; it was time for the crab myrtle flowers to bloom out of the forest."

Xue Lu felt that her poem was incomparably wonderful.

Xue Lu continued thinking for a while before saying, "The beard and hair shine white, and the crab myrtle flower should be red."

As soon as Xue Lu finished reciting her poem, she waved her sleeves and walked away confidently.

She had been busy thinking about the poem she wanted to recite just now, so she had actually forgotten to listen to what Yue Ran had said. She had no slightest inkling that Yue Ran's poem sounded brilliant and unexpectedly clever.

Hence, what Xue Lu heard next was completely beyond her expectations. There were many discussions in the crowd.

"Such exquisite poems are evenly matched!"

"How wonderful!"

"The people are at the bottom of the crab myrtle flower; they would dream under the spring, brilliant!"

"The beard and hair shine white, and the crab myrtle flower should be red; that sounds good too!"

"Yes, yes, the two talented noble ladies are full of learning; they are really superior!"

These few poems made the poetry-loving noble children here cannot help but think carefully and ponder them over and over again. It was really unexpected that Yue Ran really has such talent!

Although the poems written by Xue Lu are also exquisite, Xue Lu has been long known as a talented woman, so she is not as amazing as Yue Ran, the rising star of today's banquet.

When a person who was long known to do good things does good, it is a normal thing that everyone takes for granted. And when that person does something wrong, everyone condemns him or her for that wrongdoing.

On the contrary, when a person who was long known to do bad things does bad things, everyone sees this as a normal thing. They would condemn that person, but they had expected it from the beginning and thus would not hate such a person too much. When this bad person does something good, everyone will praise him or her and worship him or her to the skies.

This was the same case with Yue Ran.

Such a huge contrast between before and after made people feel more fond of her.

…

—In Yue Ran's Sea of Consciousness—

"A human's psychology is really complicated," Ruan Ruan said.

"You do not have to do anything; just leave everything to me," Yue Ran replied lazily.

Anyway, Yue Ran has always done most of the things herself and Ruan Ruan only provided support for her mission. Ruan Ruan's use is naturally irreplaceable and significant in her plans.

"Master is the best!"

"Um," Yue Ran nodded, taking Ruan Ruan's words for granted. "Naturally."

She is and will always be the best.

…

"Young Lady Yue, we will hold a poetry exchange banquet at the Cleansing Wave Tea House every month. Would you like to participate in such an activity with us?"

Shang Dong, one of the noble sons of the Shang family, was the one who had just spoken.