Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

Chapter 964: Chapter 875: Defending Our Land 5

However, in the greenhouse now, there is someone more terrifying than the Sixteenth Concubine, the smiling Yama. Compared to the Sixteenth Concubine, they fear Kou Shuangshuang even more. So, after a moment of hesitation, the servants sneakily turned back to look at Kou Shuangshuang, who was leisurely sipping tea at the table in the middle of the greenhouse.

When they saw Kou Shuangshuang sipping her tea with a faint smile, completely ignoring the fury of the Sixteenth Concubine, the servants lifted their paused steps again, each lowering their heads, and no one dared to acknowledge the Sixteenth Concubine’s basket full of roses as they filed out of the greenhouse.

The Sixteenth Concubine also noticed Kou Shuangshuang sitting by the table she usually favored, sipping tea. She knew it must have been done at Kou Shuangshuang’s behest. No matter how much she took it out on the servants, it was useless, so she stormed angrily to Kou Shuangshuang’s side.

Out of anger and long-standing jealousy towards Kou Shuangshuang, the Sixteenth Concubine’s beautiful face contorted, her palm slamming harshly on the table as she angrily questioned, ”Kou Shuangshuang, what exactly are you up to? Do you know that these roses were my hard work, and yet you had them cut?”

Kou Shuangshuang calmly set down the teacup in her hand, looked at the enraged Sixteenth Concubine with a faint smile, her voice soft, ”I know these roses are your cherished possessions, your hard work, which you tend to every day, pruning and watering, pouring your heart into them, but so what?

Sixteenth Concubine, you seem to have forgotten your position. I am the Young Madam of this household, the mistress, whereas you are not my elder. You are merely one of my father’s many playthings, kept at home for amusement and discarded with ease.

Just like these roses, you may have planted them with care, but the owner of these roses is not you, but me, my father, and my mother, the Legitimate Lady of the house.

Just like my husband, he is just my man. Other women may admire him, but no other woman, especially not my father’s woman, has the right to covet the master’s child or dare to incite the servants to ostracize the true mistress of this house.”

Kou Shuangshuang watched as the Sixteenth Concubine turned pale and horrified by her words, her smile suddenly gaining a hint of malice, ”Sixteenth Concubine, you’ve committed two taboos. If my father learns of either, do you think he would still favor you? Or would he, in his fury, have you beaten to death?”

The Sixteenth Concubine, frightened by Kou Shuangshuang, staggered back two steps, collapsing to the ground. She had been with Du Zongze long enough to know his attitude towards women. He treated women as mere playthings, ruthlessly punishing any that displeased him.

The Sixteenth Concubine instinctively trembled, recalling when she had first entered the Du Mansion. At that time, she was actually the Seventeenth Concubine, and the previous Sixteenth Concubine was also highly favored.

Because that woman hoped to bear a child and vie for the family wealth, she feigned avoiding pregnancy, got pregnant, but was beaten to death by Du Zongze.

Du Zongze had made it clear to all the concubines that he did not want his estate to be contested by numerous offspring. He would only have one son, Du Haokun, and would not allow any other woman to bear his children.

Du Zongze’s rule was rooted in his own father’s downfall due to too many concubine’s children and their ambitions, leading to his mother’s death, nearly costing Du Zongze his life during sibling conflicts over inheritance, and almost ruining the Du Family’s fortune.

So, after establishing himself, Du Zongze never allowed anyone to challenge the position of the Legitimate Lady or for any concubine’s child to be born. His stance on concubines was strictly as playthings, for killing time, and this belief of his was unknown to the Sixteenth Concubine before she entered the Du family.

The Sixteenth Concubine had joined Du Zongze, hoping to bear a son to fight for his wealth, but that fantasy quickly shattered. In her despair, she gradually shifted her attention towards Du Haokun, and slowly, her affection for him deepened.

When Du Haokun married, the Sixteenth Concubine secretly cried for several days, harboring jealousy and hatred towards Kou Shuangshuang, vowing that she’d never let Kou Shuangshuang have a good life in the Du Family.

Thus, the Sixteenth Concubine allied with Liu Feifei, whom she previously saw as a rival, and instructed the servants not to approach Kou Shuangshuang or speak to her.

She wanted to make sure Kou Shuangshuang understood that being a wife in a wealthy family is not easy. The Sixteenth Concubine intended to torment Kou Shuangshuang severely to vent her own indignation and jealousy of not being able to be with Du Haokun.

But today, right now, with all her hidden thoughts laid bare by Kou Shuangshuang, the Sixteenth Concubine’s envy and resentment towards Kou Shuangshuang vanished entirely, leaving only deep-seated fear.

Now, in the Sixteenth Concubine’s heart, her feelings towards Kou Shuangshuang had shifted from disdain and jealousy to fear. She feared, fearing Kou Shuangshuang’s tactics, from quickly handling the nasty servants to pinpointing the mastermind behind it — her, unveiling all her secret thoughts. She feared even more that Kou Shuangshuang might disclose her intentions to Du Zongze, knowing full well that Du Zongze would have her killed if he found out!

She didn’t want to die, perhaps she loved Du Haokun dearly, but compared to her own life, that love paled in significance. If Kou Shuangshuang handed her a gun and told her that killing Du Haokun would save her life, the Sixteenth Concubine would unhesitatingly shoot Du Haokun to death.

So almost without hesitation, the Sixteenth Concubine knelt before Kou Shuangshuang, her voice quivering as she begged, ”Young Madam, I beg you, please spare me this time. I’ll never dare again, never dare to covet the Young Marshal, never dare to instigate the servants to slight you, never dare to challenge your position, Young Madam, please spare me this once!”

Kou Shuangshuang looked at the Sixteenth Concubine, who was trembling and tearful at her feet, set down the teacup in her hand, clasped her hands on her knees, and chuckled lightly, ”Sixteenth Concubine, it seems you misunderstood one thing. All along, I never intended to do anything to you. I simply dislike trouble.

You may fancy Du Haokun or secretly admire him; it doesn’t concern me. I don’t care, and even if you somehow manage to climb into Du Haokun’s bed, it’s none of my business.

But when you turn your affection for Du Haokun into jealousy and use it to scheme against me, then it involves me. I, as a person, despise trouble the most and hate those who scheme against me. For those daring to plot against me, I most enjoy rooting them out completely.

In this household, as a newlywed, I know very little. If I let someone like you, familiar with the Du Family, continue to hide in the shadows and scheme against me relentlessly, what then? I certainly don’t intend to leave future trouble for myself. Besides, what value do you hold that would warrant me sparing you?”