What's it like to transmigrate into the body of an "unfavored" illegitimate son of the Marquis of the Great Yan Dynasty's mansion, and then rise from the dead on the seventh day after his funeral?
I found it shocking and absurd, but upon closer reflection, it made some sense.
I thought that after fulfilling my wish, I would be reincarnated and start a new life, but I never expected that I would also be given a second-hand script.
Don't ask me how I know; I have the memories of the young master of the Marquis's mansion with whom I swapped souls.
But being my first time traveling through time, I had no experience and felt completely lost and helpless. At that moment, I was sitting in a coffin (the coffin lid had been accidentally knocked off, thank goodness), and I looked at everyone with weak and feeble eyes.
The already somber atmosphere of the mourning hall suddenly became even more eerie. Everyone stared in disbelief, their faces filled with terror. In particular, the young master's sisters from the Marquis's mansion stared wide-eyed and covered their mouths, as if they had seen a ghost.
"Lord Hou! The young master has come back to life!!!" A terrified scream pierced the air above the Hou residence.
Although he was an unnoticed illegitimate son, many high-ranking officials and nobles came to the Marquis's mansion to offer their respects, which was enough to demonstrate the Marquis's status in the capital. As a result, the news of the "Marquis's young master" coming back to life quickly spread throughout the capital.
To be honest, my head still hurts a bit. This young master has problems all over his body, but the doctor came to see me while I was "asleep" and spoke in a roundabout and tactful way.
I've roughly summarized what he meant: he said I'm a medical miracle, and if I take good care of myself, I should be able to live another twenty or thirty years without any problem, but my body will remain the same unless a cure is found.
While I was pretending to be asleep, the people inside the room did not avoid talking to me.
Then I unexpectedly learned that the biological mother of this young master of the Marquis's mansion was the Valley Master of the Netherworld Valley in the martial arts world.
The Netherworld Valley possessed a secret technique that he passed on to his infant son before his death.
I have a rough idea of what kind of secret technique it is—it's the passive activation of a resurrection armor after death. But the Marquis and the physician don't know what this secret technique is; they think my ability to bring the dead back to life is the secret technique itself.
Little did they know that a soul exchange was also required.
Most importantly, it turns out that this body wasn't coughing up blood because it was weak, but because it was too powerful.
That's awesome, bro!
"Woke up?"
The Marquis's gruff voice and imposing aura filled the room, like striking an artificial mine. I couldn't keep up the act any longer. I first opened my eyes a crack to adjust, then slowly lifted my eyelids.
At that moment, all I could think was, "He truly is a general from ancient times; he is tall, robust, and handsome."
However, the Marquis was not in good condition. His eyes were red and his under-eye area was dark, showing that he had experienced the pain of losing a child.
Never mind, they're just exchange students, I'm not familiar with them.
"Um, who are you?" As soon as I opened my mouth, I found that my once magnetic and deep voice was gone, leaving only a refined and elegant tone.
I never expected that the person who transmigrated into my body would be such a cold and aloof young master from a noble family.
What a pity, I can't flirt with him.
Lord Marquis: "..."
"Doctor, please take another look... how come he has amnesia?" The vicissitudes on the Marquis's face made my remaining conscience ache slightly.
Actually, I'm a cold-blooded animal. I've been uninterested in family ties since I was born, and I didn't feel any reluctance after firing the driver and nanny.
In short, compared to me, the young master of the Marquis's mansion is probably more humane.
The noise and chatter around me kept me from getting a good night's sleep; the only thing that interested me was the dinner at the Marquis's residence.
Because I had been dead for a few days, I couldn't eat heartily; I felt it was a waste of time, yet I had to pretend to be refined.
My stomach started rumbling again that night, so I had no choice but to get up and find a late-night snack.
Right now, I miss the days when I could order takeout anytime!
But I hadn't walked more than a few steps when I tripped and fell on the grass in front of my yard. A person dressed in black leaped down from the roof and helped me up. I looked into his captivating eyes.
"Wow--" He must be a handsome man!
I was weak and powerless, but I still had the strength to take off my mask when he wasn't looking, so I successfully launched a sneak attack—okay, I regretted it.
Don't trust any masked man.
Looking at his chubby lips, I was stunned. I had never seen such an extreme person!
"Young Master, are you alright?"
"I have something to do. Go and get some food."
Having traveled to ancient times where "propriety, righteousness, integrity, and a sense of shame, as well as religious beliefs" are everywhere, I'm starting to get bored, especially with the days of giving up my phone—it's like quitting drugs.
If we don't do something, we'll really go crazy, won't we?
Besides, the young master's older brothers are quite handsome; surely it's good to go and feast your eyes on them?
Since I had nothing better to do, and the mistress and the marquis wouldn't allow me to leave the manor for the time being, I could only wander around the incredibly large manor.
As soon as I appeared, everyone automatically kept their distance and stood far away. I originally thought that the young master of the Marquis's mansion was being subjected to passive-aggressive behavior, so I sent my servants to bring a few people over to ask.
Why are you afraid of me?
"Young Master, we were afraid of offending you or bringing you cold or illness! This is the order from the Marquis and his wife!"
After asking a few more people, I still got the same answer, which left me speechless.
So everyone in the Marquis's mansion treats the young master like a porcelain doll?
After those people were released, the young master's servants came over and asked me, "Young master, are we going to inspect the storeroom again today?"
"Go..." I wanted to shout loudly, but I lacked the strength, and my voice automatically weakened.
I was helped a few steps, but eventually I gave up and sat in the sedan chair. I propped my chin up and looked at the scenery along the roadside. The flowers, trees and plants all had a touch of poetic beauty.
Just then, I saw a handsome man in a light blue robe standing on the pavilion by the water, looking at me from afar. Oh, it was Xie Qingzhi, the second son of the Marquis's family. The young master's second brother, he's really good-looking!
I've never seen this model before!
Because I have an amnesiac persona, things are much easier for me. With a wave of my hand, someone carries me over; I've decided to get a closer look at the handsome guy!
Even though they're brothers and can't do much, it's still pleasing to the eye!
Okay, I may be a sucker for good looks, but I only enjoy admiring them; I have no intention of actually owning them.
I was carried to the edge of the pavilion, Xie Qingzhi's gaze fell on me with a touch of gentleness.
He was tall and slender, with handsome features, and his deep eyes seemed to see right through people.
I secretly marveled at his looks; in modern times, he would definitely be considered a top-tier celebrity.
I heard you have amnesia?
Xie Qingzhi's voice was deep and magnetic. Although he looked very gentle, he actually had a very distant presence.
Anyway, I wasn't here to get closer to handsome men, so I didn't have any worries. After learning about my actual family status in the Marquis's mansion, I couldn't be bothered to be reserved.
"Yes, but who are you?" I asked, feigning confusion.
"I am your second brother Xie Qingzhi."
"Oh, okay." I didn't say anything more, but my gaze swept over Xie Qingzhi, Xie Qingzhi eyes seemed to show a hint of curiosity as well.
After all, my resurrection would be a miracle in any dynasty.
Aren't you coming down?
I glanced at him lazily, thinking to myself that all this going on and on was too much trouble. Although etiquette was important, he felt that health was more important.
Although he was able to continue living, his body remained weak.
The Marquis has been searching for a solution, but many days have passed without any news.
Just as I was lost in thought, Xie Qingzhi had the servants put down the sedan chair, took my hand, and said, "Get up, sit with me for a while."
I was a little surprised when the handsome man took my hand.
Xie Qingzhi's hand was warm and strong, slightly different from the cold image I had imagined. I was stunned for a moment, then realized that my current identity was that of the "amnesiac" young master, so I decided to go along with him and obediently get up.