Not long after, a loud raspy voice vibrates into the room.
"Yuan Zi Yan!"
Xiu Ying enters the room with two others. A middle aged lady enters the room furiously, followed by an older man.
Yuan Zi Yan? What's with the name similarities?
I swear I have used these names for my novel before. In fact, I chose that name specifically for the villainess in my story.
The beautiful lady from earlier, who I assume is my younger sister, backs up from the scene. After putting on a melancholic expression, she rests besides Xiu Ying.
"You—" the madam points at me as she gets closer, hesitating to speak. She puts her hand over her heart, as if she is running out of breath.
I point to myself with my mouth wide open, "Uh.. me?"
"How dare you try to burn down Xi Ning's room? It is unfortunate that your mother passed away and that your father wedded me, but you did not have to take such extreme act!" She raises her hands to hit me. And a quick second pasts before I feel a sting on my right cheek. The man grabs her arm after she does so.
"Enough!" He yells and the whole room goes silent.
My heart skips a beat. My dad had whup me for pinching another kid's cheeks before, but I had never been hit by a woman.
Old man, why didn't you grab her hand before she hit me!
..is what I want to say.
"Yan'er, you can be upset with father but you cannot put the blame on others. Should you attempt to hurt Ning'er again or cause any trouble, the punishment will be worse next time."
The Madam gave me a death glare before scoffing and leaving the room. Yuan Zi Yan's father trails behind her. Xi Ning stays behind and gives me a porcelain bottle of medicine. "Elder sister, your face now has a mark. Here, use this. It will help you," she whispers before following her parents.
How nice of her. If only her mother is—
Xiu Ying quickly comes to me, trembling. "E-Elder Miss.. do you need any assistance?"
I scan her body language; she is like a little bunny who is intimidated by a predator. I can't help but chuckle, which cause her to tremble even more. I say, "Xiu Ying, did I maltreat you before?"
Xiu Ying quickly bows down and kneels before me, "Servant does not think elder Miss has maltreat me. I have deserve everything!"
Oh lord.. If I have not mistaken, I have guessed right.
First, all of the names match. Xiu Ying, Yuan Xi Ning, and Yuan Zi Yan are all names I have included in my novel. Xiu Ying is the servant of Yuan Zi Yan, who often abuses Xiu Ying physically when she is emotionally unstable.
In my novel, "A Thousand Canola Blossoms," Yuan Xi Ning is the protagonist and female lead of the story. A few days after the Mid-Autumn Festival, she fell in a lake and drowned. That was how a 21st century character was able to transmigrate into her.
Xi Ning is the epitome of femininity and beauty, so when her mother marries my father, I grew— I mean Yuan Zi Yan grew jealous. Yuan Zi Yan had a great zeal to get rid of Yuan Xi Ning no matter what it takes.
On the fated day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yuan Xi Ning will encounter the Prince Regent, who will unexpectedly save her from a death trap. All the evidences show that Yuan Zi Yan is the culprit. When she still didn't admit to the plot though, she was declared by the emperor to be sentenced to death. Even to her death, Yuan Zi Yan never confessed her so-called "crime."
Cliché, I know. Phew, that was a long thought.
"Stand up, Xiu Ying," I chuckle as I gently pick her up and pat her on her head. How adorable. "We may have had a rough relationship before, but I wish for us to become peaceful with each other from now on."
Xiu Ying's eyes reflect fragility; she couldn't believe what she is hearing. "Y-Yes Elder Miss," she chokes out a tilted smile.
I sigh.
What will I do now, Good Heavens?
It has been about a week ever since I, Yan Zi, become Zi Yan.What kind of rip off is that?!I tap my fingers against the mahogany table set and drink some hot tea. How can I return back to the present? Maybe if I fall in a deep sleep again?
Initially, everything was filled with excitement and curiosity. As time progresses, homesickness struck me. I wanted to return home and to my normal lifestyle.This life isn't mine.For the next two weeks, I went to the #1 restaurant of the town and drank
I felt myself being pressed against someone else's back.A sudden urge to vomit but I held it in.One step. Two step. I chuckle.
"Ah, yes," I nod to his statement. "Do make him grab her by the hand and stare at her intensely, will you? He'll mutter 'I love you. I love your smile. I love your mouth that opens wide like that of a fool.' Make sure to depict the way his eyes glimmer with lust.""This.." the pedant sigh briefly before continuing. "Yes, Elder Miss."
I snatch the final booklet off the pedant's hand, "Finally!" I smile happily to the pedant, who expresses his sense of relief with a dutiful nod. "Finished product!"I want to thank Xiu Ying, who managed to help me convince Yuan Zi Yan's parents that inviting a pedant to "teach me" will somehow serve as a torturous method for me.
This marks a whole month since I have been stuck here. Sure, writing again has lift some weights off my shoulders but life is not the same. I forgot my privileges in the 21st century: when I can go out to wherever I want, where I can see my parents whenever I want.I slowly drift back again into pessimistic thoughts.
I was about to leave until I see a hydrangea on the corner of my eyes. It is lying within a small box next to his vintage arithmetic calculator."No way. Hydrangeas!" I point to the box in surprise.One of my top favorite flowers when I was studying botany. I
Following the introduction and history of the villages, we took a trip to examine the village's conditions. In order to reason with the Yuan family, I had Xiu Ning tell Madam and Master Yuan that I am paying pardons for my unfortunate deeds in a temple. They seem to be satisfied at the fact that I am asking for forgiveness and saving the Yuan household's face.One thing I am fine with is the fact that Madam and Master Yuan can care less about Yuan Zi Yan's whereabouts. That is convenient and easygoing!
The door gradually opens up. A strange feeling envelopes Yan Zi, as she raises her head to face the Director.A distance away from Yan Zi stands a figure she thought she'd never see again.Her brows furrow, her eyes widen. She becomes aware of her own heartbeat.
The sun has risen 365 times since she last saw his face. The whistling winds dance with the grass and florals, unbinding the dandelions that adrift throughout the sky.The dawn is calling, as the soft grass laps at her feet and tickles her finger.She chooses
It is pitch black.The absence of light deprives her of her senses. She stumbles into the essence of darkness.Then suddenly, as if a flick of a switch, a glimpse of light shines down on Yuan Zi Yan.
Three figures grieve be forth an empty grave.As General Li and Scholar Li rise up from the ground, they notice that Sir Xu does not move an inch. His eyes rest on the gravestone, heavy in thought.When General Li attempts to tap Sir Xu's shoulders, Schol
Riding his armored horse, Sir Xu rushes past the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees. "Please be okay.. Zi Yan."He thinks back to what happened in the morning today...It is early morning when General Li, Sir Xu, and Scholar Li gather in the Guest Room. General Li huffs through her tear
The pale crescent moon shines down like a silvery claw in the night.Yuan Zi Yan and Xu Kai is now strolling along a river near the up-roaring city. They take a seat on a smooth stone, resting beside each other.The two watch the blanket of stars that stretch to infinity. Stars of all sorts of c
Tiny specks of dust seem to dance in the shaft of afternoon sunlight that slant through the broken windows.Yuan Zi Yan wakes up to Xu Kai by her side. Their hands are intertwined together, with their bodies lying facing each other.Gazing at the sleeping Xu Kai, she lifts up her hands to trace
Yuan Zi Yan listens as the rain continues to pour down. Now, there is barely any sunlight.It's okay, Zi Yan. Someone will find you. You left a letter, remember?She tries to wait it out, but soon falls asleep.
Yuan Zi Yan hears humming, a faint tune. The voice sings:"Enjoy every little thing that life throws your way.""..The sunsets, the laughter, the moon, the gatherings, the takeaways. For you will wake up one day and realize that you are living someone's dream. Enjoy everything, as such a beautif