Chapter 3. Pregnancy and novel’s system?
Warning: This Chapter has a light 18+ scene.
AT THE SAME TIME
MEI SHEN’S FIRST PERSON POV:
I laid here in the quiet dark, the fading heat of him still lingering on my skin. My thoughts swirled like a storm fragments of memory, flashes from the novel I’d read so many times. This... this was the night. The wedding night Chapter. The one where I was supposed to be bound to him, not as a wife, but as his concubine. A side note in the grand story, nothing more. I followed the script correctly after all. He never wanted to marry me in the first place.
A bitter laugh escaped me. So this was the ’second chance’ I’d begged for? Reborn as a pawn in someone else’s tale. And then, like a whisper curling through my mind Zeyrith’s voice flickered, teasing, amused.
"Didn’t expect such resistance, did you, Mei Shen? But here you are, right on cue."He said.
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I clenched my fists beneath the covers, anger and disbelief swirling. How cruel, to be handed a script you never asked for, and worse, to be toyed with by a god who watched for his own amusement.
"Don’t worry." The voice continued, soft as silk and sharp as a blade."The real story is just beginning."
My eyes snapped open, heart pounding. The weight of fate pressed down heavily. I wasn’t just Rosalie anymore, not just a forgotten name. I was Mei Shen, caught in a web far larger than myself.
It had been a week since the ceremony, but the weight of those whispered words still clung to me like a shadow. Tonight, curiosity and something sharper pulled me toward the private wing where the Emperor and Empress Dowager often met. I slipped through the dim corridors, heart pounding with equal parts fear and determination. The soft murmur of voices drifted through a slightly ajar door ahead. I pressed myself against the cold wall, straining to hear.