The porcelain cup shattered on the stage.
Because of this sound, the entire Risheng Chamber became even quieter.
After saying this, Xiao Jin turned around, intending to leave with Chu Shao.
But she was surprised to find that the other party had already stood up at some point.
Her posture was straight, with a smile on her face.
It was as if everything on the stage had nothing to do with her.
Chu Shao’s lips overflowed with laughter, even raising her hand and clapping three times.
The crisp sound echoed in the hall.
The woman in red still wore the blood butterfly mask.
She looked at Chu Shao and asked with a smile, “Is the Princess satisfied with what she saw?”
Chu Shao nodded slightly, “It was a bit boring at first, but fortunately it gradually became more exciting and captivating. It can be considered a good play.”
Gradually became more exciting and captivating?
Hearing Chu Shao’s evaluation, Xiao Jin was stunned.
For a moment, she didn’t know whether these two words were naive or cruel.
Along with everything in front of her, it seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist.
What were they talking about?
The woman in red smiled, “As long as the Princess is happy, I’m sure you also know what this big gift is.”
Chu Shao nodded.
The woman in red seemed very satisfied with all of this, so she said softly, “Since you already know, let her make an appearance next…”
Before Chu Shao could respond.
There was a sudden sharp whistle in the hall.
In an instant, the vermilion door collapsed and the window panes shattered.
It was like a siege.
Dozens of black crossbows were aimed coldly and murderously at the faces of the people in the Blood Rain Pavilion.
Half of the red-clothed woman’s face was hidden behind a mask.
Unknown to anyone, a deep smile rose in her eyes at this moment.
She looked at Xiao Jin who was sitting in a wheelchair.
As she watched the young, sickly Prince Yan put down her bamboo whistle, her whole face was both beautiful and cold.
At this moment, the red-clothed woman could be sure.
The prince was angry.
And it seemed that she was really angry.
The tea splashed on the stage, leaving a deep dark mark.
Gradually becoming cold, no more steam rising.
Xiao Jin looked at the red-clothed woman calmly: “Deputy leader Master, this prince says… that’s enough.”
“So it’s time to end this play, and no need for any more gifts.”
…
The carriage was speeding.
The journey back to the mansion was somewhat long.
Chu Shao lifted the carriage curtain.
On a spring night, the willow trees swayed in the evening breeze.
The people of Qingzhou were setting off firecrackers, exploding with loud bangs.
Watching this boring scene.
After a moment, Chu Shao suddenly laughed.
The people inside the carriage asked her, “Princess, what are you laughing at?”
Putting down the curtain, Chu Shao said softly, “I’m laughing at you.”
Xiao Jin: “…”
She rubbed her forehead and asked as calmly as possible, “What are you laughing at me for?”
A smile lingered on Chu Shao’s lips. “I’m laughing at you revealing your final card, not to facilitate this negotiation, but to… destroy it.”
The carriage driver, Jue Ge, and Ye Suyu were also somewhat speechless.
They had thought that the prince must have encountered some danger to blow the whistle.
But it turned out that she had just broken a cup.
It was really ridiculous.
Xiao Jin fell silent.
Her mood had not yet calmed down, and her anger had not dissipated.
Looking into Chu Shao’s smiling eyes, she wanted to say:
“Isn’t it because of you?”
But Xiao Jin held back.
She recalled the scenes on the stage, and she could basically guess what gift the Blood Rain Pavilion’s Vice Master had prepared for Chu Shao.
But she didn’t want the woman in the to deliver this gift.
There were many reasons.
Many inexplicable reasons.
In the end, sitting in the carriage, even Xiao Jin herself felt that when the negotiations were coming to an end, she had put her weapon on the necks of the Blood Rain Pavilion’s people, and then left the Risheng Chamber lightly.
No matter how you looked at it, it was a very foolish thing.
Thinking about all of this, after a while, Xiao Jin said in a low voice, “Rashly disrupting a negotiation sounds like a very foolish thing.”
“But at that time, I hadn’t had the chance to think about whether it was foolish or not. The cup in my hand had already been thrown.”
Chu Shao was slightly taken aback.
Then she asked softly, “Why?”
Her voice was very gentle.
It blended into the breeze of the spring night, like the innocent words asked by Princess Shao in a white robe many years ago.
“I don’t know.”
Xiao Jin looked at the patterns on the curtain and unconsciously lowered her voice. “I guess it’s because I really felt that the situation was very bad.”
Chu Shao’s lips curled into a smile.
Actually, she didn’t really understand Xiao Jin’s words, because she didn’t think it was so bad.
Even if the empress really appeared on the stage.
That would be a very boring thing.
Just like an ordinary gust of wind, a heavy rain that is bound to come.
There’s nothing new.
However, when Chu Shao smiled and looked up at Xiao Jin’s face, there was a moment of surprise.
Because in the darkness, those black eyes were moist.
It’s like the frost at night or the mist in the morning.
It seems far away, but also seems very close.
Chu Shao looked at Xiao Jin in surprise, watching some inexplicable water droplets slide down from the other’s eyelashes.
-Pat.
This is a very novel thing.
It’s also the first time.
Chu Shao was so serious that she observed another person’s tears up close.
Xiao Jin’s face was cold.
Even when tears fall, there is only a faint mist, extremely indifferent, allowing the water droplets to fall.
It was only then that Chu Shao discovered.
When a person sincerely sheds tears, a sad expression really appears on their face.
It turns out that tears first condense and then slowly slide from the corner of the eye.
It’s just that Xiao Jin’s tears are rare.
Not only rare, but they don’t obey either.
Those few drops of tears didn’t flow into the hair, but slid down the jaw, making a clear sound when they hit the ground.
Hearing this sound, Xiao Jin reached out and wiped the corner of her eye.
When she touched the tears on her face, Xiao Jin’s expression didn’t change much.
She just explained in a low voice, “I’m sorry, actually I didn’t want to cry, I just don’t know what to say or do.”
Chu Shao looked at Xiao Jin gently and asked, “Your Highness, are you sympathizing with me?”
Chu Shao has seen many people cry.
There was once a little palace maid in the Liuli Palace who shed tears for her. The maid watched as the imperial physician stitched her up, sobbing uncontrollably. She asked why.
The little palace maid, wiping away her tears, touched Chu Shao’s hair and said with sobs: “The little princess is really a pitiful child. She has suffered so much, but she doesn’t even know how to cry.”
From that moment on, Chu Shao realized that crying was a very luxurious thing. At the same time, it was also something that she felt disgusted with. Chu Shao hated it. She detested being looked upon with sympathetic eyes by others.
At this moment, there was no sympathy in Xiao Jin’s eyes.
Perhaps it was because the mission had been completed, but the system had not yet granted her life length, causing a feeling of oppression in her heart. In simple terms, she felt uncomfortable and out of breath.
Xiao Jin’s vision had begun to darken.
But she didn’t forget to explain: “It’s not sympathy, it’s just that I don’t know what to do or how to help, so… I feel uneasy.”
Chu Shao asked, “Is your highness feeling uneasy?”
Xiao Jin nodded, “Very uneasy.”
Uncomfortable enough to want to curse the system.
Chu Shao frowned slightly.
Noticing that Xiao Jin’s body was not quite stable, she thought the other party might have some kind of illness.
So she leaned in and asked softly, “Besides feeling uneasy, are there any other symptoms, your highness?”
Xiao Jin did not answer.
Because she felt like she was dying.
She even vaguely felt like her soul was leaving her body.
But there was still too much injustice in her heart.
Why do good people die young, while evil can last for thousands of years? Why hasn’t the ruler of Yao country died yet?
Why is Chu Shao the female lead of an abusive novel?
…Why hasn’t this bootleg system given her a mission reward yet?
At that moment, when Xiao Jin couldn’t catch her breath and her whole body fell onto Chu Shao’s knee, she really wanted to live.
But the next moment, she felt like death would be better than living.
Because the way she gasped for breath, collapsed on Chu Shao’s knee, and opened her mouth in a desperate manner was truly pitiful.
Chu Shao was also very surprised.
She was surprised by Xiao Jin’s condition.
It was like a sudden flare-up of an old illness.
At this moment, Xiao Jin’s whole body was trembling continuously, her fingertips were pale and she tightly grasped onto Chu Shao’s clothes.
It was like the last struggle of a dying person.
In a moment of desperation, Chu Shao couldn’t think of any good solutions.
But she didn’t want Xiao Jin to die.
Xiao Jin made her understand that a corpse was still a corpse, even if it still had body temperature, it wouldn’t cry or laugh.
The thought of the possibility of Xiao Jin dying caused the smile to gradually disappear from Chu Shao’s lips.
So she reached out her hand and gently held the cold face that was lying on her knee.
Feeling that cold touch, the ink color in Chu Shao’s eyes deepened, overflowing with a palpitation that she had not even noticed herself, as well as a somewhat confused sadness.
It was like the palace maid who said she was very pitiful, but couldn’t even cry.
At this moment, Chu Shao was also somewhat confused because she didn’t know why she felt sad.
Chu Shao only understood one thing.
She didn’t want Xiao Jin to die now.
So Xiao Jin couldn’t die, and shouldn’t die.
So Chu Shao leaned down and gently pressed her lips against Xiao Jin’s, transferring air between their lips.
At the moment their lips met, Chu Shao didn’t have any other feelings, because she just wanted to save Xiao Jin.
This kiss couldn’t be considered passionate, but it was devout enough.
As the saying goes, sincerity can move heaven.
After transferring her breath to Xiao Jin, Chu Shao heard the sound of another person’s heartbeat once again.
Dong, dong, dong.
Slow and heavy.
Like an old eunuch picking up a wooden mallet and striking the dusty chimes in the palace.
A smile appeared on Chu Shao’s lips.
For the first time, she felt that the sound of a beating heart could be so pleasant.
The heavy rain poured down from the sky, washing away the dust in the world.
As she stood up slowly, Chu Shao realized that her clothes were damp.
At first, she thought it was rain blowing in from outside the curtain.
It wasn’t until she looked down at Xiao Jin that she noticed some raindrops had fallen onto her lips.
They were so clear and transparent.
Very beautiful.
Chu Shao gently raised her hand and stroked her cheek, but felt wet…tears.
She was slightly taken aback.
Then she couldn’t help but laugh.
Because she knew very well that these tears were not tears of joy.
Chu Shao wouldn’t be so excited that she would shed tears for saving someone else.
She just felt grateful.
Thank goodness, Xiao Jin was still alive.
Fortunately, the world has not become too boring.
Listening to Xiao Jin’s gradually steady breathing,
Although there is still no sign of waking up, Chu Shao wipes the tears from her lips for her, looking extremely happy.
After a while, Chu Shao raised her hand and wiped the tears from the corner of her face.
Her voice was light, and she smiled and asked, “Your Highness, is this the gift you gave me?”
…
At this time, Xiao Jin did not hear what Chu Shao was saying.
Because she was receiving the system’s reward.
System: “Congratulations, host! The completion degree of this task is very high, and the system will increase one month of your life span.”
Xiao Jin didn’t quite understand the system’s reward system.
“Wasn’t the task to meet with the Blood Rain Pavilion? Although it can barely be considered completed, the negotiation failed. How is the completion degree still high?”
The system seemed to suddenly remember something.
Then it said apologetically, “Oh, this is a mistake on the system’s part. Previously, the system only reminded the host that the difficulty of this task was very high, and forgot to tell you the most critical point…”
Xiao Jin: “…”
“What critical point?”
“The content of this task is not actually to complete the meeting with Blood Rain Pavilion, but for you to gain at least 15 favorability points from the female lead Chu Shao.”
Xiao Jin: ?
No wonder she always felt like she was going to die just now.
It turns out that the favorability points weren’t high enough, and she really was close to death.
Now Xiao Jin finally understood.
Although she had escaped from the threat to her life, the suffocating feeling still lingered with her.
Because this fake system was truly suffocating.
The system spoke kindly, “Currently, Chu Shao’s favorability towards the host is at 40 points, which is far beyond the required value for the mission.”
Xiao Jin fell silent.
It was only 10 points more than the required value.
She wasn’t even proud of it herself.
So what was there for the system to be proud of?
Yet the system was extremely proud.
After all, Chu Shao’s favorability towards anyone was usually negative.
This was the first time it had turned positive.
Not only had it turned positive, but it had turned by so much.
Even in the face of a host like Xiao Jin who never played by the rules.
The system was now filled with goodwill.
“Due to the host’s outstanding performance, an additional memory fragment will be rewarded to you.”
A memory fragment?
It seemed like it wouldn’t be very useful.
But if it was a memory fragment related to Chu Shao…
Xiao Jin didn’t think about it any further.
She just furrowed her brow and asked, “Whose memories?”
“The two memory fragments are actually both related to female lead Chu Shao.”
“So it’s either…?”
“The National Teacher or Rong Lian, you can choose one.”
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Author’s Note: Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated with nutrient solution during 23:59:33~23:59:52 on April 10, 2022.
Translator’s note: I’m tired 😴. Good Night!.
TO BE CONTINUE…
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