My father, for the sake of family gain, forcibly made Seraphina and me swallow the Shifter Elixir. Seraphina became a plump, docile white rabbit, engineered for fertility. I, on the other hand, transformed into a seductive, bewitching Siren. After our transformations, my strong-willed sister was sent to the King’s opulent court, reduced to nothing more than a breeding vessel. Unable to navigate the treacherous intrigues, she was murdered during her pregnancy. As for me, introverted and fragile, I was thrust into the city’s notorious pleasure dens, a mere disposable plaything for wealthy men. I was tormented, used, and utterly broken until my last breath was stolen. When I next opened my eyes, we were back. Back to *that* day. The day we were forced to swallow the Shifter Elixir. Seraphina and I locked eyes. One word. An unspoken question: *’Change?’* I nodded. *This* time. This life, it was *our* turn to dictate our destiny. Our turn to rule. 1 Once again, my father called my sister and me into the room and took out two pills. “Wan ‘er, Rou’ er, don’t blame Father. If you want to blame anyone, blame yourselves as the most useless women. For the sake of Father and your brother’s future, obediently eat this Beast Transformation Pill!” In order to maintain our family’s glory, we will select women with special constitutions from our clan. On the day of adulthood, he drank the secret medicine of the family and transformed them into orcs in exchange for benefits for the family. The present king has poor fertility, and for many years only one maid gave birth to the eldest prince. The desire for children was very strong. If a rabbit girl could enter the palace, she would definitely be able to give birth to children. In our previous lives, we were beaten up and forced to take Beast Transformation Pills. My sister became a naturally pregnant rabbit girl, and I became a siren who charmed men. But my father never noticed my sister’s and my sister’s personalities. Sister’s personality is strong and cold, and she is not suitable for turning into a weak rabbit girl to enter the palace to please the king. And I am introverted and weak, and I am not suitable to become a seductive siren to ingratiate myself with so many men. Looking at the two Beast Transformation Pills in front of us, my sister and I took the initiative to reach out and pick up each other’s pills. I knew we were all born again. This time, let me bear the suffering of your previous life for you! After eating the pill, my sister and I felt pain all over our bodies as if we were being burned by fire. After a long time, two lights flashed in the room, one green and one white. Sister’s legs into a thick long tail, and my head forcibly grew out of two white rabbit ears. After we sisters told each other all kinds of details about our previous lives, my sister officially entered the red light district. And I got on the carriage to the palace. After entering the palace, the king liked me very much and let me accompany him every day. My first priority is to prepare for my first night. I asked someone to prepare a milk petal bath, wash the whole body white and tender fragrance, and then change into a hot dress. After incarnating as a rabbit girl, probably in order to facilitate better pregnancy, my figure has become a lot more beautiful. In my previous life, when I was a siren, I was forced to practice a secret recipe to please men. Although I became a rabbit girl in this life, everything I learned is still in my mind. What men liked was mostly those methods. That night the king came to my chamber and his eyes lit up when he saw me. The tight dress on my body perfectly outlined my good figure now. The two rabbit ears on his head moved, and he was cute and tender. No one can say no to someone who is sexy and cute. The king went straight up and picked me up horizontally. I softened and leaned into his neck. The king’s breathing stopped and his eyes turned red. My magic can stimulate people’s thoughts, and the hot air from my mouth hits the most sensitive part of his neck. “King ~” The king couldn’t help but touch my rabbit ears, and I blushed. Blinking her rabbit eyes like glass beads, she stared at him obediently. “As expected of a rabbit girl. She’s indeed interesting. I wonder if she can really give birth to children for me.” I smiled and untied my belt. The king’s breathing suddenly became heavier. “Won’t you know if you try?” In her previous life, her sister was arrogant. Even if the king was curious about her sister’s identity as a rabbit girl, he took the initiative to get close to her that night. Her sister remained indifferent, as if she didn’t care about the king at all. The king felt ashamed and never came to his sister’s palace again. Everyone in the palace was snobbish. Without the king’s favor, they treated their sister more harshly. Although the elder sister was happy to be quiet and concentrate on her cultivation, the rabbit girl’s good pregnancy constitution made her pregnant only once. 2. King Alaric, nearing forty, had only one recognized heir: Prince Kael, born from a concubine and adopted by his childless Queen Isabella. Eager for more legitimate heirs, King Alaric showered my sister with gifts, especially once her pregnancy was confirmed. But Queen Isabella and Eleanor saw my sister as their bitter enemy. They feigned kindness, constantly visiting her, while secretly plotting her downfall. The ‘tonics’ Queen Isabella sent were laced with abortifacients, and Eleanor’s ‘gifts’ of fine fabric concealed sharpened needles. Even with her remarkable fertility, my sister couldn’t withstand their relentless, insidious attacks. In the end, she died a gruesome death, her unborn child perishing with her. I wasn’t as strong-willed as my sister. When I entered the palace, my first priority was to make King Alaric see me favorably. King Alaric roughly tossed me onto the bed, his impatience blazing as he lunged towards me, his desire raw and undeniable. A maid from my chambers, Maeve, then ‘timidly’ glided in from the doorway, her flimsy, almost transparent gauze dress revealing more than it concealed. King Alaric’s brow furrowed slightly in annoyance. “Who’s out there?” “It’s me,” Maeve whispered, her voice barely audible. “I… I was just worried she might not know the rules, serving the King for the first time, so I waited outside…” A chill ran through me. While it was a palace custom for maids to attend the King, they were *always* supposed to be assigned by the lady of the chambers. This Maeve was actually a spy sent by Vivienne, one of King Alaric’s most favored consorts, specifically to sabotage my chances of gaining his affection. In my previous life, after my sister’s tense, unsatisfactory encounter with the King, Maeve had brazenly stepped in, stealing his favor. Once she became one of the King’s women, she shamelessly insulted my sister, calling her ‘half an animal.’ This time, she would be my first target. I lifted my eyes, still glistening, feigning a look of profound, helpless hurt. “King Alaric, Maeve is betraying me! Just this morning, she bullied me, calling me a country bumpkin and saying I was completely unworthy of being your woman.” Maeve’s eyes widened in horror. “Why are you slandering me? I never said such a thing, Your Majesty! I’m innocent!” Maeve’s face paled, trembling as she stammered explanations. I nestled deeper into King Alaric’s embrace, feigning fear. After all, I was just a fragile, helpless little bunny, how could I possibly falsely accuse someone? The King was already furious at being interrupted. Now, seeing this fool Maeve daring to bully me, a murderous glint immediately sparked in his eyes. “Guards! Drag this treacherous maid away and have her beaten to death!” Watching Maeve, gagged and dragged away, I curled into King Alaric’s arms, a cold smirk playing on my lips. In my previous life, perhaps King Alaric, facing my sister’s cool indifference, might have taken a fleeting interest in a common maid like Maeve. But now, all he craved, all he obsessed over, was me. After that night, King Alaric was clearly more than satisfied with me. He not only showered me with rare jewels but also gifted me a fortune. Perhaps Maeve’s death the previous night made everyone realize I wasn’t as weak and easily bullied as I appeared. The other maids became much more respectful. In my chambers, I originally had four personal head maids. Besides Maeve, who was executed, there was Rosalind, Queen Isabella’s spy. Aspen was a spy for the King’s mother. Every single one of them had bullied my sister in the past. Only the quietest one, Willow, truly belonged to no one else. She was fiercely loyal and kind-hearted; in my previous life, she had even died alongside my sister when she was murdered. I immediately declared that I preferred quiet and didn’t need so many attendants. I kept only the most unassuming Willow to serve me closely, sending the rest outside to handle cleaning and other rough chores. I didn’t miss the flicker of disdain in some of their eyes, but no one dared openly question my decision. For seven consecutive days, King Alaric seemed utterly enchanted by me, spending every night in my chambers. This morning, after breakfast, I noticed that several maids, besides Willow, were nowhere to be seen. I knew they were off reporting back to their masters. I gently stroked my stomach, already plotting how I’d use this pregnancy to deliver a very special ‘gift’ – of revenge – to everyone. Yes, as a Leporid – my people – our pregnancies progress at an incredibly rapid pace. However, given the complex situation in the palace, I didn’t intend to carry this first child to term. I sat on my bed, deep in thought, when suddenly, Eleanor burst in, radiating raw fury. Her palm connected with my cheek, the sharp, stinging pain instantly flaring across my face. 3 “Bitch, Rose is my distant cousin. How dare you incite King Arthur to kill her, just because you’re King Arthur’s new toy?” I smirked, covering my face. Talk about perfect timing – an idiot just walked straight into my trap. “If she’s your cousin, then why was she serving as a maid in my chambers? It seems Your Highness is just bitter and jealous that King Arthur spent the entire night with me, aren’t you?” Alice hadn’t expected me to be so direct; her composure shattered. “When King Arthur truly cherished me, you weren’t even a whisper in the palace halls! You’ve only shared his bed a few times, and now you dare to speak such insolence? I’ll teach you a lesson you won’t forget!” Alice brandished her whip and lashed out at me. Terrified, I transformed into my white rabbit form, leaping several feet away and landing perfectly in a broad, firm embrace. Seeing me trembling nervously in his arms, King Arthur’s eyes narrowed as he glared at Alice. “Lily is just a naive, fragile little bunny girl. What do you think you’re doing?” Alice had always been pampered by King Arthur. It was the first time she’d been questioned by him in such a harsh, demanding tone. And it was all for another woman. Alice’s eyes welled up with tears from the injustice. “My King, I was merely trying to discipline an insolent concubine.” I seized the opportunity to transform back into my human form, pointing at the crimson, throbbing handprint on my face as I sobbed: “She’s so cruel, Your Majesty! She told me I wasn’t allowed to be near you, that you belong only to her, and she threatened to kill me! I’m so scared!” King Arthur flew into a rage, instantly slapping her back. He then confined her to her chambers for three months and halved her monthly stipend. Alice, accustomed to getting her way, covered her face, a look of utter disbelief etched on her features. “My King, I’ve been wronged!” Queen Guinevere, her flawless makeup perfectly applied, rushed over, playing the role of the benevolent queen. “All the consorts adore King Arthur, so a little friction is inevitable. But you know her temperament best, my King; surely she wouldn’t be so aggressive. There’s no need to be so upset, my King.” She then turned to me. “Since King Arthur favors you, you must not let pride go to your head and bully others. You need to get along with the other ladies of the court, and don’t play your little games in the palace. This bracelet is one I pray with day and night before God. I’m bestowing it upon you now; I hope it helps you learn to find inner peace.” The Queen’s cunning was on another level, indeed. Her spies must have informed her of the situation here. Queen Guinevere, dressed impeccably, had clearly come prepared. Her seemingly kind words immediately sowed seeds of doubt in King Arthur’s mind about me. But I had already planned my counter-strategy. The malicious Queen couldn’t have possibly foreseen that by stepping into my chambers today, she was sealing her own fate – right into my trap. I’d only planned to severely harm Alice, but the Queen, that fool, practically threw herself into the fray. Two problems solved in one go. I knelt, accepting the bracelet, and reverently placed it on my wrist. “Thank you for your generous gift, Your Majesty. I love it, and I’ll wear it every day.” A subtle smile played on Queen Guinevere’s lips. King Arthur, having processed Queen Guinevere’s subtle jab, was now fully aware. After all, Alice and Queen Guinevere had been by his side for years; a certain level of trust still remained. His gaze on me hardened with displeasure. “It’s a good thing you intervened, my Queen, or I might have been utterly deceived.” I feigned ignorance, an innocent, wide-eyed expression on my face, and vigorously rubbed the bracelet with my hand. The bracelet immediately emitted an unusual, potent fragrance. I lowered my head and took a deep breath. “Oh, what a lovely scent…” Queen Guinevere saw my actions, and her face instantly paled. I didn’t give her a chance to react. I collapsed to the ground, and a vivid crimson stain blossomed beneath me, spreading rapidly from between my legs. “Ah, my stomach, it hurts so much…” 4. Everyone was stunned, barely believing I could show signs of pregnancy after being with the King only a handful of times. But they didn’t know the truth about my rabbit lineage – a full reproductive cycle for us takes mere weeks, often as little as forty days. Seraphina, emboldened by the King’s initial doubt, immediately turned her venom on me. “You wretched creature, your schemes are truly disgusting! You just framed me, and now you’re trying to frame the Queen? We may not have conceived, but any woman knows it takes at least a month to show symptoms. Your little act is far too crude.” The Queen, despite her disbelief that I could be pregnant so quickly, knew deep down that the bracelet was indeed a problem. Her adopted son, Prince Alaric, might be a good-for-nothing, but he was still the King’s only heir. Seraphina couldn’t stand me taking the King’s favor, and the Queen certainly couldn’t tolerate the possibility of me bearing a child. Wishing to quickly cover up the matter, the Queen hastily spoke up: “Indeed. The Royal Court has always been peaceful and serene, yet ever since your arrival, it has been nothing but turmoil. A rabbit-kin is still a rabbit-kin; she doesn’t belong in these refined halls. For the sake of your subjects, Your Majesty, she should be executed.” The King stared at me, a flicker of hesitation in his eyes. He might dislike my cunning, but this body of mine truly brought him unparalleled pleasure. Seeing me clutching my stomach, groaning in genuine agony, he called for the Royal Physician. The Royal Physician took my pulse, his face freezing in shock, utterly speechless for a long moment. A look of disappointment clouded the King’s face. He opened his mouth, “Spreading lies, tainted character. Execute her.” It was then that the Royal Physician finally spoke, his voice trembling with excitement: “Your Majesty, she is not faking! She truly is pregnant!” The Queen and Seraphina both blanched. “Impossible! Did this hussy bring a bastard into the palace from outside?” Seraphina shrieked. The King was also greatly startled: “No, that can’t be! Elara’s first night with His Majesty, she was clearly a maiden. But how could she be pregnant so quickly?” The King looked down at my sweating face, frantically using his sleeve to wipe the beads of perspiration from my forehead. Guilt washed over him as he apologized: “Elara, I was mistaken. How could a naive, pure young woman like you be as despicable as they claim?” The Royal Physician explained: “She is a rabbit-kin, different from ordinary humans. I have heard that a rabbit-kin’s gestation period can be as short as a single month. However, I regret to inform you, Your Majesty… she couldn’t keep this pregnancy…” The King exploded in a furious rage, his hands clamping around the Physician’s throat: “What did you say? What happened? Why couldn’t she keep her pregnancy?!” The Royal Physician pointed to the bracelet on my neck. “I dare not deceive Your Majesty. The moment I approached her, I smelled a peculiar, potent fragrance from her bracelet, like a meticulously blended perfume, intensified and swift in its effect. Furthermore, Her Lady’s face bears wounds, and her mood is filled with fear, which would certainly have affected the unborn child.” The King ripped the bracelet from my wrist, the string snapping as he did. The Queen watched, terrified, and crumpled to the floor. The Royal Physician picked up one of the beads, examining it carefully, then nodded. “Indeed. These beads have all been soaked in musk. Their surface was sealed with a layer of wax, making them undetectable for a short time. But over prolonged exposure, they not only harm the fetus but also damage the mother’s body. This type of musk is extremely rare; I wonder where she obtained it?” The King kicked the Queen, sending her sprawling. “You viper! What do you have to say for yourself now?!” The Queen desperately tried to defend herself. “I’ve been framed! I truly don’t know why this happened! Someone is trying to incriminate me!” The King scoffed, a cold smile on his lips . “Oh? Then tell me, who could possibly commit such a heinous, capital offense right under the Queen’s nose?!” The Queen gritted her teeth, then pointed to Mina, who stood behind me. “That wretched servant! A few days ago, she was caught pilfering in my chambers and I scolded her. I never imagined that after being reassigned here, she would dare to commit such a vile act!” Mina immediately dropped to her knees. “Your Majesty! I—” One of the Queen’s attendants quickly struck Mina, knocking her unconscious. The King snorted. “Seraphina, for your insolence toward a favored lady, you shall suffer twenty public lashes. As for you, Queen, for your gross negligence in managing your household, you are stripped of all authority over the Royal Court, and further punished…” Suddenly, a voice echoed from beyond the door. “Father, are you truly going to punish Mother? She is your wife!” As my eyes landed on the newcomer, a chilling dread swept through me, raising every hair on my body. I was plunged into a deep, primal fear. 5. The newcomer was Crown Prince Lucien, King Theron’s only son. He was born to a low-ranking concubine, whom the King disfavored, so he had been raised in a secluded palace wing since birth. But no one had expected that the King would seem to lose his fertility after that, unable to sire any more children. He was then brought back and raised under Queen Victoria’s name. In my previous life, he was a frequent patron of the forbidden establishments where I was forced to entertain. He had suffered endless humiliation as a child, growing into a man with a twisted, sadistic personality. Every time, he would use a sharp dagger to slice at my tail, leaving it bloody and raw. After he was officially named Crown Prince, in his excessive joy, he had tortured me to death. But just now, I was too terrified to notice, only calming down enough to realize that Lucien’s complexion was sallow, and his spirit seemed utterly drained. A faint, greenish mist clung to his aura, dimming his royal presence. It seemed my sister’s plan was clearly working. The King’s expression softened slightly. Even if he disliked this son, Lucien was his only male heir, and potentially the next in line to the throne. “Lucien, since you’re here, I’ll spare your mother this time. She is, after all, your mother, and she’ll have a role to play when you are formally named Crown Prince next month.” Lucien was overjoyed, quickly kneeling to express his gratitude. “Thank you, Father. But Father, the beast-women are not truly human. They are not our kind, and their loyalty can never be trusted. It would be wise not to overly favor her.” The King mused for a moment, then said, “I know what I’m doing.” Rose took the fall for Queen Victoria and was dragged out to be beaten to death. My sister had mentioned that in our past life, Rose secretly poisoned her. Getting rid of that threat now was a good outcome. Lucien noticed me standing nearby, his eyes gleaming with a predatory interest. He always wore that look when he was about to torture me in our previous life. I thought to myself, if he truly became the Crown Prince, he would never let my sister and me live in peace. I would never give him that chance again in this lifetime. Once I recovered, I immediately sought out the King’s affections, drawing him to my chambers repeatedly. The King was preoccupied with preparing for Lucien’s formal investiture as Crown Prince, leaving him no time for his concubines in the royal harem. Soon, rumors of my fading favor began to spread like wildfire. But no one knew that I had secretly conceived again, carrying another child of the King. When Queen Dowager Isabella learned of my forced miscarriage – which almost fractured the King’s relationship with Lucien – she berated me, calling me useless. She even sent over a holy scripture, having Seraphina supervise me daily, forcing me to kneel and pray, atoning for the child I couldn’t save. My sister had warned me that Queen Dowager Isabella was a ruthless old hag, but her heart was solely focused on the royal lineage. She spoiled Lucien unconditionally. Anyone who dared to displease him would swiftly find themselves facing her wrath. But this weakness could be sharpened into a powerful weapon in my hands. I knelt, praying with a submissive posture, while Seraphina proudly munched on a slice of imported watermelon beside me, not forgetting to subtly taunt me. “I’ll admit, you’re cunning. But in life, luck matters too. Since you’re clearly not blessed enough to bear the King a healthy heir, and you’ve managed to offend the Queen Dowager, the Queen, Crown Prince Lucien, and Alice all in one go… well, you’ll surely fall from favor soon. And then, where will you find a handmaiden as capable as me?” Seraphina was practically floating on air. The King hadn’t visited in ages. Backed by the Queen Dowager, she brazenly tried on my gowns and adorned herself with my jewelry. She’d sit at my vanity, dreaming of the Queen Dowager arranging for her to become the King’s new favorite. Finally, the day of Lucien’s investiture arrived. I dressed plainly, my face pale and drawn. I went to the grand hall, accompanied by a dazzling Seraphina and a similarly plainly dressed Willow. Everyone who saw me quickly averted their gaze. Queen Victoria and Concubine Willow sat on either side of the King, both sneering when they saw me. The triumphant Crown Prince Lucien initially only glanced my way. But after that single look, he seemed utterly possessed, striding directly towards me. I could feel my sister’s serpent magic already controlling Lucien, and I braced myself internally. Under the shocked gaze of the entire court, Lucien actually began to tear at my clothes! I was quick to understand my sister’s intention. I shrieked, collapsing dramatically onto the marble floor. “Oh no, blood! Help me! My baby! Prince Lucien, no, please, not my baby!”
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