Transmigration: The Fate of the Villainess

235 True eternal love Part I

That’s right. This evil man was Ouyang Feilong!

He was an evil man who had passed on his evilness to Ouyang Yongyuan in full. Her cute little steamed bun had become a devil bun at the young age of three. At the same time, the younger bun was…worryingly innocent.

“Furen, aren’t you afraid of calling me too loudly? Won’t everyone gather to see who has the same name as that former emperor?” In order to provoke her, the man who should have been dead spoke longer than every sentence her son had said combined.

“Don’t change the subject!” Bai Yu stopped slapping his hand when her little strength could not faze him at all. She brushed his hand away, and he easily complied. “You’re going to make my little bun go back to the palace just because I joked with him a little?”

A smile escaped Ouyang Feilong’s lips. He nodded. His smile widened at the repeated glare from his wife.

“You’re the worst.” Despite the veil, Bai Yu grimaced at him. Ouyang Feilong could see every action of his little fool. “You fooled everyone in Da Yang. Fooled the royal court. Fooled even your own lieutenant-general. I haven’t settled the score with you yet.”

Ouyang Feilong laughed when Bai Yu referred back to three years ago when he…faked his death.

“Weren’t you an accomplice as well?” He objected. Although later, he learned that she had truly stopped breathing, their plan could still be considered a success.

“You’re blaming me?”

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“Or do you want me to blame the person who gave this jade to me?” The purple jade bracelet was brought up.

“Biaoge only helped with your plan. It is you who is most guilty.” Bai Yu argued for Yue Nan. Ouyang Feilong’s plan to fake his death had received some help from Yue Nan, as these purple jade bracelets were created in heaven for a pair of lovers to sense each other’s life force. Furthermore, it made sharing God’s power or magic easier between the pair… The coldness of the jade indicated the person’s life. When it ceased to be cold, that would mean the death of its wearer.

Ouyang Hongxian had made it for Ouyang Feilong when he was marrying a Taizi Fei as the crown prince of heaven. However, after incidents and complications, this gift was kept and later given to the current Ouyang Feilong. The Black Dragon’s plan to fake his death had this jade bracelet at the crux, then combined with Bai Yu’s acting and the downpour bestowed by the god of rain, who was a friend to Yue Nan and Ouyang Feilong.

Though Ouyang Feilong was the first to think of this plan, Bai Yu also had a part in developing it. He had tried to protect Bai Yu from his mother, but Empress Dowager Wei still crossed the line. Ouyang Feilong could not bear to see his beloved woman trapped in a miserable cycle, and so he tried to leave behind the power that was a major obstacle in his married life… If being an emperor made them both unhappy, then it would be best to leave.

He never wanted the throne. Thus, faking his death to abdicate the throne did not come as a dilemma at all for Ouyang Feilong.

“Why do you siblings love faking death so much?” Bai Yu asked the question that had been on her mind for the past years. She might have cooperated with her Hollywood-level acting skills, but she was still puzzled by the two siblings’ propensity for faking their own deaths.

“To let history begin anew.” The corner of Ouyang Feilong’s mouth lifted slightly at the question from the little fool, whose foolishness was adorably inherited by Ouyang Zhenai. He extended his hand to Bai Yu. The other person immediately understood his action, though she refused to put her hand in his.

“There are people around.” f𝐫𝑒𝗲𝙬𝒆𝚋𝐧૦𝘃𝗲l.c𝚘𝘮

“Oh.”

Ouyang Feilong uttered an ‘oh,’ yet did not take back his hand. Bai Yu pressed her lips together, trying to suppress embarrassment, then accepted his hand and moved to sit on his waiting lap. She was a married woman anyway, and he was her husband… There was no need to fear anyone’s gaze.

“History is written by the victor. Have you ever heard this?” Bai Yu nodded. Ouyang Feilong tightened his embrace around her and continued. “In other words, it means…history is always written by the living.”

“What does that mean?” She frowned.

“The history of Da Yang is recorded in every generation of every dynasty. All are about the dead, written by the living. Beneath the glorious history, only the dead know the rotten truth…”

Bai Yu nodded along as she listened. Ouyang Feilong’s father was recorded as the emperor who had the least number of consorts because of his steadfast love for Empress Wei when in truth, he was a cut sleeve. Still, he perfectly carried out his duty as the emperor and produced offspring.

Ouyang Hongxian’s death was recorded as an assassination by the coup. In truth, he returned to heaven with his lover, who was a goddess in the shell of a man. And no one knew this truth other than the two of them.

As for Ouyang Feilong’s history… He died due to a grave injury as he rushed back to see her. He took his last breath on the same day she gave birth to his children. Everyone admired and worshiped their true love, not knowing of his fake death caused by the heavenly poison that made his body resemble a corpse. His death then became a stable foundation for Ouyang Mingxian, who only learned the truth after becoming an emperor.

Every secret of the dynasty was buried with the dead. And the living recorded only what the dead wanted them to know. This time, Ouyang Feilong wanted the world to know…that he loved her until his last breath.

His death might be fake, but the love was all true.

“Father! Mother! Is this veil pretty?” Ouyang Zhenai ran up to them, proudly showing off a delicate veil that was popular among young women in Da Yang. After Bai Yu wore the veil every day to cover up the fake scar on her face, she became the pioneer of veil ‘fashion.’ However, no one knew that Empress Dowager Bai, under the veil, was not Bai Yu…but Bai Xue.

This was the reason why Bai Yu had to pretend to mar her face. It was so that she would be able to exchange her place with Bai Xue and give the woman both power and comfort while she gained freedom.

In the inner court where Ouyang Feilong was no longer the emperor, what need did she have to remain there?

The title of empress dowager that Bai Xue wanted, Bai Yu had given her.

“You’re still young; there’s no need to cover your face.” This veil was normally worn by women who had been through a hair-pinning ceremony but were not yet married. Her Ai-er was only three years old. There was no need for her to wear it, although she was as beautiful as her brother.

“What if I buy it for Auntie instead?” Yue Huiling would never care for something like that. But how should she tell her daughter that…?

“Ai-er.” Ouyang Yongyuan called his sister when he saw his mother’s silence.

“Yes, brother?” Ouyang Zhenai stared at her brother with her big bright eyes.

“Why don’t you give it to Second Aunt instead?” It was impossible for the little sister to not follow her brother’s suggestion. ‘Second Aunt’ that Ouyang Yongyuan mentioned was Bai Xue, who had been acting as Empress Dowager Bai for the past two years. She was also the one who took care of them while they were in the palace. While others thought that Bai Yu and her children were always living in the inner court, they were actually living in Bai Mansion. Bai Yu raised her children as commoners, but she never neglected to teach them royal manners.

Her children were too good at sneaking out of the palace. Moreover, the Emperor spoiled them more than anything. Now that her Yuan-er had become Taizi, his freedom would be more limited. She and Ouyang Feilong would have to find time to visit the devil bun more often.

“The performance is starting.”