Quick Transmigration: Pangu is Actually My Brother

Chapter 394 The Real Princess Has a Gossip System (2)

"Your Highness, this servant will go to the Imperial Household Department to change the bedding right away." Tao Zhi's face turned very ugly when she saw this situation.

"Where is the Imperial Household Department? Take me there." Wangyou's voice was cold, yet tinged with a hint of murderous intent.

"Yes." Taozhi didn't dare say anything else and quickly led the way.

Upon arriving at the Imperial Household Department, the staff all seemed quite busy, so Wangyou went directly to the head steward of the Imperial Household Department.

"Did you clean Zhaoyang Palace?"

"Replying to the Seventh Princess, it was this servant who led the cleaning team." She's just an unfavored princess, what's so scary about her?

"You cleaned it very well!"

"It was all thanks to the Eighth Princess's excellent arrangements. The Seventh Princess should be thanking the Eighth Princess instead."

"Very good, it's good that you admit it." Wangyou was so angry she almost laughed.

With a "crack," the head steward of the Imperial Household Department, who had just been smiling and replying, had his neck snapped by Wangyou and collapsed limply to the ground.

"Does your Imperial Household Department have anyone who knows how to decorate palaces?" Wangyou asked, taking out a handkerchief, wiping her hands, and looking at the kneeling eunuchs.

"This servant will rearrange things for the Seventh Princess right away," the Deputy Chief Steward of the Imperial Household Department said, scrambling over.

"Let's begin!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

The deputy chief steward was terrified. If the emperor found out, he would probably be punished with a beating, or at least die later. But this princess was willing to kill someone on the spot. It was better to delay his death if possible.

The Imperial Household Department acted quickly. By the time Wangyou returned from her stroll, the entire Zhaoyang Palace had been completely renovated. Wangyou stopped complaining and went straight back to her bedchamber to sleep.

At dinner time, Wangyou saw her brain-dead mother, the fake princess, and several other people again.

"A country bumpkin is a country bumpkin. Don't dream of climbing the social ladder. I only have one younger sister, Jiaojiao," a boy dressed in bright yellow said with disgust.

"Slap." Wangyou always preferred action to words. "A brain is a good thing, and I hope you have one."

No wonder the country fell five years later. With a crown prince like that, it would be strange if it didn't. But he seemed to have some backbone when he died. On the day the city fell, he committed suicide on the city wall. Even in his dying moments, he was still thinking of his dear sister. He deserved it.

【Host, you're right. Their fate is inextricably linked to their blindness and delusion. But if that's the case, you won't have a good ending either.】

They're the only ones who won't have a good ending. I'm not the fool I was in my first playthrough, clinging to family ties and blindly trying to please these accomplices.

[Host, why do you say it's the first playthrough?]

Is this not the second playthrough? Has the world not restarted once?

[How did you know, host? You weren't reborn, were you?]

[This is just a guess. In this country, my biological father is a tyrant, and the empress and the crown princes are all vassals of a fake princess. My personality in the story is completely different from my own. I was trained by an old monster, so how could I possibly expect something as ethereal as family affection?]

[Host, would you like to eat some melon seeds from the Crown Prince's melon?]

Let me see.

The Crown Prince was stunned when Wangyou slapped him. It was the first time in his life that someone had dared to slap him. He was about to retaliate when he heard a strange conversation. He was certain that one of the voices belonged to Wangyou, but he couldn't tell who the other one was.

"Crown Prince, does it hurt? It's all my fault. It's understandable that my sister doesn't like me. I've taken up her life. But sister, Crown Prince is innocent. If you want to hit or scold me, just do it to me." The fake princess stood in front of the Crown Prince with the look of a hero going to his death.

"Jiaojiao, she's being rude and disrespectful. Don't let this country girl hurt you," the prince said with concern.

Wangyou scanned the room and saw a ruler about four fingers wide, which she picked up immediately.

"Grandma, have I been too lenient with you? I've only said a few words since I got back, and you're all so eager to throw mud at me. Do you think I'm easy to bully?" Wangyou picked up a ruler and gave the two siblings a good beating.

"His Majesty the Emperor has arrived! His Majesty the Empress has arrived!"

The Emperor and Empress, who had been eavesdropping outside the door, quickly came out and saw the Crown Prince and Nangong Jiaojiao being beaten and running away with their heads in their hands.

"Good, this is my daughter!" The tyrant burst into laughter upon seeing this.

"Are you my biological father?" Wangyou stopped what she was doing and looked at the emperor to ask.

"That's right, I am your father."

"Oh, Father, didn't you give me a gift?"

"Of course, I will bestow upon you the title of Princess Zhaoyang, with a fief of five hundred households. What do you say?"

"Not bad." This cheap dad is actually quite pleasing to the eye.

[Little melon, this emperor father is pretty good. Once the country falls, I'll pack him up and take him with me, guaranteeing him a comfortable life.]

Nangong Sheng: Daughter, can't you tell me why the country was destroyed? But you still remembered to take me with you, that shows you have a conscience.

"Are you hungry? I've had the imperial chefs prepare a meal. In the future, just tell the imperial kitchen what you'd like," Nangong Sheng said with a smile. "No rush, take your time, you'll find out eventually."

"Can I not eat with them? It's affecting my appetite," Wangyou said, pointing to the Empress, the Crown Prince, and Nangong Jiaojiao.

"Insolence!" the Empress exclaimed in fury.

"Empress, take them away. Strip Princess Nangong Jiaojiao of her title and demote her to commoner status!" Nangong Sheng said coldly.

[This cheapskate father seems pretty sane, so why is he called a tyrant? He just came and took down that fake one. It would be even better if he broke his legs, disfigured him, and kicked him out of the palace.]

Your stepmother wouldn't agree; she dotes on Nangong Jiaojiao like her own lifeblood.

"That's true. What do you think the chances are that I'd advise my father to depose the Empress, and also the Crown Prince?"

[It's impossible at the moment. Your father and mother were childhood sweethearts, and their relationship has always been very good.]

"That's true. Then I'll save his life after the country falls; nothing else matters to me."

"Wangyou, quickly try this stir-fried pork with dried bamboo shoots." Nangong Sheng's expression didn't change at all after hearing this, and he even put some food on Wangyou's plate.

"Thank you, Father. You should eat too."

To be honest, the imperial chefs are really skilled. Maybe I should rescue a few more chefs after the country falls.

[Host, you can enjoy plenty of gossip; gossip points can be exchanged in the system shop for a lifelike robot to cook for you.]

We'll see. After all, a robot isn't a real person; the food it makes will definitely be different from what a human makes.

No way! Everything the system makes is top-notch; it tastes way better than anything a human can make.

You don't understand.

Wangyou stopped talking and started eating seriously. Every meal was precious, so she had to eat as much as possible.

After eating and drinking her fill, Wangyou said goodbye to her adoptive father and returned to Zhaoyang Palace.

Taiji Hall.

Nangong Sheng was looking at the few people on the ground who could hear Wangyou's voice when he decisively sent out a few guards.