Chapter 2: Experiences of Having an Unreliable Rebirth System

Having lived for over fifty years as the Grand Empress Dowager, although she was now dead, she was a person who had weathered countless storms. Even when enemy troops once reached the city walls, she had never lost her composure.

However, life was full of ups and downs.

Rebirth itself was already a shocking thing. But now, not only was she reborn, but she was reborn onto a painting.

When she remembered the chubby ball stammering and telling her that she was on a painting, she stood there in a daze for as long as it took to burn an incense stick.

The Grand Empress Dowager took a deep breath and coldly glared at the chubby ball that she couldn't see and said,

"I'll give you a chance to explain."

"I'm doing this task for the first time. And you're so uncooperative. I had to let you be reborn first. As for the mistake, it was really an accident!" The chubby ball replied coyly.

"Then tell me how to fix this situation. Do you want me to face a junior all day long and let him look at me so oddly?" By the end, the Grand Empress Dowager was almost gnashing her teeth.

"Um... I'll try..." After saying this, the chubby ball seemed to go and tinker with something and didn't say another word.

After that, silence descended again.

The chubby ball seemed to have disappeared, and in fact, it did disappear.

Just as the Grand Empress Dowager was about to say something else, she suddenly felt as if she was being taken down and then lying in someone's arms.

Lying in someone's arms?!

What on earth was this guy doing! Did the Prince of Ning have some special fetish?

A fetish for paintings? Or was the person on the painting someone he adored?

At this moment, the Prince of Ning silently held the painting in his arms and gently stroked the picture with his fingers.

Wasn't he known as the God of War! How could he act like this!

Kid, were you drugged?!

The Grand Empress Dowager felt more embarrassed at this moment than if she had to do a handstand in front of all the concubines in the harem. If possible, not only a handstand but also some backflips would be more comfortable than this situation.

If necessary, performing a set of boxing would also be okay.

After all, when she was staying in the Buddhist hall all day long, bored, she would occasionally invite one or two old friends to drink and sing. After getting drunk, she had done handstands and performed boxing.

Just as the Grand Empress Dowager's eyes were swollen with embarrassment, a red light flashed cracklingly again, and finally she fainted.

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...

I don't know how much time had passed. In the darkness, the Grand Empress Dowager felt as if she was holding a bucket of water in her arms, which was a bit warm.

It was like taking a bath...

At this moment, she was a bit afraid to open her eyes, fearing that the unreliable chubby ball would make her be reborn into something strange again.

She took a deep breath and finally summoned the courage to face it. She slowly opened her eyes.

...

The result of opening her eyes was that if possible, she wanted to Lingchi the chubby ball and then feed it to the pigs!

Could that chubby ball come and explain why her arms were full of water?

Why was there a naked man sitting in the water?

Why did this man seem a bit familiar?

What kind of karmic bond did she have with the Prince of Ning!

Previously, she was reborn as one of his paintings, and now, as long as she wasn't stupid, she could understand that she was a...

Bathtub!!!

The Grand Empress Dowager felt a tightness in her chest and now just wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

No, one mouthful might not be enough. If possible, the water in the bathtub might all be the old blood she spat out!

When she was young, she was unrestrained. After entering the palace, she had always behaved properly and restrained her temper. She always knew well what she should do and what she shouldn't do.

She accepted the fact that her own son didn't trust her. She let it go and didn't say much. She just quietly stayed in her Buddhist hall.

Until the end, when she took her last breath, she was still the most noble and elegant Grand Empress Dowager in the State of Yan.

She had always been decent and had never lost any dignity.

But why did God torture her like this after she died?

It even made her lose her good reputation in her old age!

At this moment, the Grand Empress Dowager would rather have her corpse dug out by her enemies and whipped than watch a junior twenty years younger than her take a bath in her arms!

"Chubby ball! Get out here!" At this moment, the Grand Empress Dowager had completely lost her good temper and dignity that she had cultivated for decades. Forget about calling herself "I" in the imperial way, it would be more refreshing to call herself like she did when she was young!

However, the chubby ball didn't answer.

The Grand Empress Dowager was extremely angry and wanted to move. But unfortunately, her so - called body, the wooden boards of the bathtub, were tightly hooped, and she was completely helpless.

Maybe the chubby ball finally felt the Grand Empress Dowager's earth - shattering anger and finally replied tremblingly:

"I'm here. Don't be so fierce!"

"I'll give you the time it takes to burn one incense stick, no, two incense sticks. You must change me back immediately. Or let me just quietly stay dead underground!" At this moment, the Grand Empress Dowager had calmed down a bit.

"Ouch, don't always talk about death. It's so inauspicious!"

"I'm already a dead person. What's there to talk about auspiciousness or not? Also, can you be a bit more reliable?" At this moment, the Grand Empress Dowager's tone was rather unpleasant.

"Maybe... I can..."

"?"

"Don't you think it's wonderful to watch a handsome man take a bath?"

"I've seen all kinds of people! Hurry up and change me back neatly!" The Grand Empress Dowager lost her composure again. At this moment, she was no longer the original Grand Empress Dowager. She just wanted to be a shrew in the marketplace. If the chubby ball had hair, she would definitely grab its hair and smash it on the ground.

After being the Grand Empress Dowager with a solemn demeanor for decades, she almost forgot that she was once the fearless Shangguan Wanyu.

The chubby ball felt a chill down its back. It always felt that if it had hair, this old woman would definitely grab its hair and smash it on the ground.

That scene was really terrifying.

"Can you trust me one more time? I promise! There won't be such mistakes again!" The chubby ball swore to the sky.

Although the Grand Empress Dowager couldn't see it or its finger that was trying to stick out.

"What do you use to guarantee it?" the Grand Empress Dowager asked coldly.

The chubby ball thought for a while and said, "If I make you turn into an object again, I'll gain fifty catties!"

The Grand Empress Dowager was so angry that she laughed:

"Do you mean you want me to be a non - object?"

"Well, you're not happy when you're an object, and you're not happy when you're not an object either?" The chubby ball was a bit aggrieved.

"Otherwise, how about you tell me how to kill you?" the Grand Empress Dowager suddenly said with a sneer.

"Okay, okay! I'll go and study it again!"

After saying that, the chubby ball disappeared again.

The Grand Empress Dowager closed her eyes helplessly. But now that she was a bathtub, even with her eyes closed, she could still feel the presence of the Prince of Ning.

What kind of bond did she have with the Prince of Ning?

The calm Grand Empress Dowager recalled carefully again.

When she helped him, it seemed that it was because he was bullied by several princes. Apart from that, there probably wasn't any other intersection.

From the first meeting to the last hearing, the Grand Empress Dowager wracked her brains but couldn't think of any possible bond.

"Sigh."

A low sigh suddenly came from the Prince of Ning's mouth.

The Grand Empress Dowager was startled and didn't dare to make a sound.

She completely forgot that even if she shouted and screamed, the person in front of her wouldn't hear.

"Why did you leave?" the Prince of Ning said to himself, with a bit of sadness in his eyes.

"The first time I saw you, I was only seven or eight years old. The moment I saw you, I couldn't take my eyes off you."

Hearing this, the Grand Empress Dowager's hair stood on end. Could this person be talking about...

"After you left, I had someone paint you and hang the painting on the wall of my study. Every day, I would go and look at you, as if I could still feel the warmth you brought me back then."

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Why couldn't I even die in peace!

As if feeling the Grand Empress Dowager's angry howl to the sky, a red light flashed again. The Grand Empress Dowager closed her eyes contentedly as if she had died a natural death.

And the Prince of Ning seemed to feel nothing. He just splashed water on his strong chest while sighing:

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"From now on, I'll never have a white tiger with such pure fur as you again."

Saying this, all the previous tenderness in the Prince of Ning's eyes disappeared, leaving only a bottomless coldness.

It was like an endless hell.

If the Grand Empress Dowager could see it, she would probably sigh that this should be the appearance of the legendary Prince of Ning.