The Wheel Of Transmigration - Chapter 15: 01.14: Weimin Ru

Two weeks have passed and Murong Feili and Fan Yishin were getting married as well as being officially crowned emperor and empress.

For Empress Fan, it had been a long two weeks as she tried to prove the authenticity of a document she created, but in the end, they had no evidence that it wasn’t legitimate. The court officials could only brood in silence as Fan Yishin, the prince that only a minority supported and rooted for, became emperor and Empress Fan became Dowager Empress Fan.

Despite the happy occasion, the majority of the empire was still solemn and grieving for their beloved emperor, so they couldn’t conjure much happiness, despite their best efforts. Even Fan Yishin, who was going to be emperor, couldn’t help but keep a poker face throughout the ceremony. Only a handful of people, including Murong Feili and her family were grinning and excited.

Murong Wu because his daughter was going to be empress. Murong Xan, the first wife, and Murong Feili’s mother, because her daughter had managed to snatch the position of the empress, making her one of the most powerful noble ladies, and Murong Jing because of the endless tables of food that awaited him after the ceremony.

Throughout the past two weeks, the Fan family had to consult a matchmaker to see if the marriage was acceptable.

The matchmaker has taken one look at the bride and had wanted to immediately decline the marriage, but that very night, she received a generous donation from the left prime minister’s family which led her to boast that no other marriage was going to be as great and heavenly as this one.

Then, the Fan family had sent over enormous amounts of jewels, fabric, dresses, tassels, and a large sum of money as well. Such betrothal gifts were so lavish that the left prime minister remained quiet and only pampered his eldest daughter even more than usual, telling her how proud he was of her beauty and talents.

The Fan family had sent over elaborate wedding gifts along with betrothal gifts that made Murong Wu’s eyes gleam with greed.

Since the auspicious day for the marriage had been decided at the imperial banquet, both families anticipated the wedding for different reasons. The Fan family would finally be able to coronate Fan Yishin as the emperor and Murong Wu would finally be connected to the royal family.

Once the sedan arrived at their home, Murong Feili cried as she held her mother’s hands in her own. She suddenly felt very scared and reluctant to part with her family.

Her hair that was tied with multiple colors of thread and a phoenix crown made lovely twinkling sounds as she parted with her family, led by her older brother to the sedan. The sedan was elaborately decorated with flowers and red clothes that looked to never end as they were hung from the streets. The Murong family had only agreed to give their daughter away on the basis of an elaborate and extravagant wedding, which the groom’s family had done very well.

Her sedan continued to go until it stopped at the palace doors. An expressionless Fan Yishin kicked the sedan door open and guided Murong Feili inside where the ceremony was being held.

They bowed once to the heavens, once to the parents, and once to each other.

Murong Feili was quickly ushered into the bridal chamber to wait as her husband ate in the feast, also getting drunk. Approximately a few hours later, Murong Feili was feeling a bit tired and almost dozed off, but quickly snapped to attention once she saw her now-husband at the doors. His dark eyes gleamed with an emotion Murong Feili couldn’t recognize but subconsciously made her shiver.

He strode forward leisurely, taking his time and her patience. Murong Feili didn’t know whether she should take off her red wedding gown or veil, but before she could decide, Fan Yishin had already snatched her veil off.

“Y-Yishin” a slap resounded in the dark bridal chambers along with a handprint on Murong Feili’s pale cheeks.

“How dare you address me like so?” Fan Yishin growled, acknowledging her so-called disrespect. “Murong Feili, you are now the empress of my nation and I am your emperor. Even though I despise you, I still demand respect? Understood?”

Murong Feili nodded, shaking, as she averted her gaze. Such a man was far from what he portrayed as the easygoing prince that all the young ladies adored. Such a man was a monster.

Fan Yishin grabbed her chin and forced her to look into his eyes. Once, she found his dark eyes beautiful as they were filled with kindness, now, she hated being near them due to how sinister they appeared. Fan Yishin murmured incoherent words until he suddenly pushed her away, harshly, yelling, “Not the same! Not the same at all!”

Before Murong Feili could utter another word, he ripped her wedding gown away and grabbed both of her wrists in one hand, putting them above her head. Murong Feili attempted to scream, but he stopped her with his other hand. “If you utter a word or a scream, I promise that I’ll make your entire family disappear. For forcing you onto me, your family must’ve expected my revenge. My collection needed her, not trash like you!”

Murong Feili bit her bottom lip to prevent a scream once he forcefully entered her. Tears streamed down her beautiful face as the pain registered in her mind. This was not what she thought of when she was a child about her marriage… this was indeed the opposite.

Is this karma? She suddenly thought as memories of abusing Murong Jieli flashed in her mind. But instead of feeling anger or jealousy like before, she felt sadness clench her heart.

Indeed, this was heaven’s retribution for always making her sister suffer. But such retribution, did any woman deserve it? Even the worst of the worst didn’t deserve the pain she was currently going through.

Murong Feili weakly attempted to push him away using her legs, but he, the obviously much larger and stronger man, easily prevented her feeble attempts to escape. “You should suffer the way I will suffer soon.”

As though noticing her confusion, Fan Yishin chuckled, “The one I want is marrying in two weeks to a bastard. Only she is sufficient enough to be in my collection.”

Murong Feili felt hate bubbling in her chest for her sister. The guilt and remorse she felt for harassing her sister disappeared and were replaced with menacing hatred as it was her sister’s fault that she was being treated like so. She despised her sister to even greater lengths and vowed to kill the bastard in front of her along with her sister that was blessed with everything.

Murong Feili promised herself that she must endure until the day comes where she extracts her vengeance. So thus, despite her great reluctance, she endured the harsh pressure that the bastard was forcing her to experience as he shot his seed deep inside of her. To bear his children… Murong Feili would rather kill herself than to do such a humiliating thing.

But for the sake of appearance, she pretended to stop struggling, ignoring the dull and agonizing pain in her pelvis as the bastard ravished her.