After the sparring session, Shen Shuang’s expression became very complicated. She looked lost and a little sorrowful, and though she moved her lips, she couldn’t seem to find the words to say.
Finally, she picked up her red tassel spear and walked away desolately.
Xiao Jin had thought that Shen Shuang wouldn’t come back again, but she was surprised to find that the other woman was very persistent.
Shen Shuang kept coming back day after day, determined to fight with Chu Shao.
Each time they sparred, they chose a secluded place, but the fights were intense and dazzling to watch.
Xiao Jin watched from her wheelchair, silently studying the moves while keeping a close eye on Chu Shao’s actions.
She was afraid that if Chu Shao got too carried away or made a mistake, she might accidentally hurt or kill Shen Shuang.
However, it was clear that Chu Shao was not really fighting with Shen Shuang seriously.
Each time they fought, she would end the fight quickly, often not even bothering to use all of her moves. It seemed like they were stuck in an endless cycle.
Chu Shao deftly deflected Shen Shuang’s spear again and again, and her smile had become so calm that it was almost terrifying.
Shen Shuang looked up at her with a worshipful expression, full of shyness and admiration, and said, “Sister Chu, your swordsmanship is amazing. I wonder who your teacher was. I’m so curious. I must go and ask you for guidance another day.”
Xiao Jin fell silent. She couldn’t help but think that Shen Shuang was getting too familiar with Chu Shao, even calling her “sister”. From her perspective, Chu Shao seemed to be standing calmly in the courtyard, but in reality, she was lost in thought, probably not even hearing what Shen Shuang was saying.
Chu Shao’s smile didn’t even twitch, and she looked as though she was about to dismiss Shen Shuang.
But then she seemed to snap back to reality, and asked Shen Shuang with a smile, “If I told you something, would you stop coming tomorrow?”
“Sister Chu, what do you mean?” Shen Shuang widened her eyes, apparently surprised by Chu Shao’s question.
In reality, Chu Shao was in a difficult position. She had to restrain herself every day, controlling her urge to kill and making sure not to accidentally hurt or kill Shen Shuang. It was a difficult task that required a lot of effort.
In the past, Chu Shao had not thought much about killing someone who had annoyed her. But now she was in a difficult situation, where she had to control her temper and find other ways to deal with Shen Shuang’s persistence.
This means she cannot easily offend Shen Shangshu’s daughter, because if Shen Shuang is alive, it is a problem, but if she is dead, it will be an even bigger problem.
In other words, if this trouble were to die, it could threaten Xiao Jin’s survival.
However, even if Shen Shuang were to threaten Xiao Jin’s survival, it has nothing to do with Chu Shao.
In fact, she used to think that if Xiao Jin died, she would be more obedient and let her manipulate her as she pleased.
But now she realizes that she seems to prefer the lively and obviously disobedient Xiao Jin. In other words, she hopes that Xiao Jin will stay alive.
Before everything ends, Chu Shao hopes that Xiao Jin will be safe and sound.
When the time comes to fulfill her promises, she will take everything Xiao Jin promised her very gently and lovingly.
That will be a sincere ceremony and the most exciting gift.
Thinking of this, Chu Shao’s lips curved into a happy smile, and even the movement of sheathing her sword was a bit trembling. Because this means that Xiao Jin will still be hers in the end.
This is the most important thing.
Shen Shuang was unaware of Chu Shao’s thoughts, but she could feel that the other party clearly wanted to drive her away. Her heart was deeply hurt.
However, the most hurtful thing was that she didn’t know why she felt hurt. She was hesitant to speak.Â
She looked at Chu Shao and then at Xiao Jin sitting in the wheelchair, and finally gritted her teeth, picked up her gun, and left desolately.
Just before she left, however, she was stopped by a cold voice: “Miss Shen, please wait.”
Shen Shuang’s footsteps paused, and she turned to look at Xiao Jin.
Xiao Jin looked at Shen Shuang and casually said, “Miss Shen, I hope you won’t spread the word about my recent sparring with the princess.”
Shen Shuang was taken aback, and she had planned to retort with “Why would I spread the word?”
But when she met Xiao Jin’s profound gaze, she suddenly understood something, and so she snorted, “I understand.”
[Congratulations to the host, Shen Shuang, for increasing her favorability by 10 points.]
Xiao Jin: “…”
She had just improvised the behavior of squinting at people like a protagonist in an online novel.
The purpose was to intimidate Shen Shuang with her sharp gaze, adding some momentum so that she wouldn’t spread the secret of Chu Shao’s martial arts training.
But who knew that this meaningful gaze not only didn’t make Shen Shuang feel scared but actually increased her favorability.
It was really hard to understand.
Shen Shuang breathed a sigh of relief as she held the red-tassel gun.
As she walked, she couldn’t help but think that she didn’t know when Xiao Jin had started to consider other people’s feelings, but it seemed that Xiao Jin was not entirely a flawed person.
She even had a terrifying thought: Could Chu Shao really change Xiao Jin?
But then she shook her head.
Impossible.
The country may change, but nature is hard to change.
…
It was night.
Chu Shao was practicing calligraphy in her room.
Although she felt that most things were boring, Chu Shao still practiced calligraphy or swordsmanship every day.
In the past, in Yao Country, she used to sit quietly in her room every day, feeling that other princes and princesses could freely practice calligraphy and hunting, which should have been a happy thing.
But that was a long time ago.
Now, Chu Shao was enjoying her leisure time in the Prince Yan Mansion, looking down at the ink characters on the rice paper, feeling a bit redundant.
Because she had no poems to write, no paintings to make.
Putting down her brush, Chu Shao pondered for a long time before finally relaxing her brows, picking up the brush again and writing two big characters.
The handwriting on the paper was very different from her overall demeanor.
The strokes were like a sharp knife. When she finished, it was elegant and unrestrained, and it seemed like the name on the paper could be chiseled into the wooden table.
If there were officials from Yao country in the room, they would be amazed by Chu Shao’s calligraphy and handwriting.
For in between the lines, it was very much like the treacherous courtier under the one person and above ten thousand in Yao country.
After writing a few characters, Chu Shao’s smile slowly faded away.
She furrowed her brow and looked at the characters “Xiao Jin” on the paper with confusion.
Although she could now write like the national teacher, she felt no waves in her heart.
However, using the handwriting taught by the national teacher to write Xiao Jin’s name still made her feel some disgust and aversion. It was as if she were defiling Xiao Jin’s name.
So Chu Shao crumpled up several sheets of paper, picked up the candlestick, and watched as the paper was slowly devoured by the flames.
Then she smiled gently and asked, “Su Dafu, how much longer do you plan on standing at the door?”
…
Su Tan thought about how Chu Shao was able to discover her, but she did not expect her martial arts to be so high that she would notice her existence so quickly.
So Su Tan had to knock on the door and silently walked in.
Entering the room, she found that Chu Shao was burning something and did not ask any questions.
She only placed the bandages and medicine package in her hand and respectfully said to Chu Shao, “Your Highness, this is the last dose of medicine. After using these, the Prince should have no major problems.”
Ever since Xiao Jin was poisoned with the Hehuan powder, she had found an excuse to bring Su Tan into the Yan Prince’s mansion.
Xiao Jin’s original intention was to have her take a look at the original owner’s leg disease, and also to recruit this walking first-aid kit.
Who knew that even Su Tan shook her head and said that it couldn’t be cured after looking at Xiao Jin’s leg condition, so Xiao Jin didn’t have much hope.
But she still kept the other party in the Yan Mansion, saying that the wound had not healed and needed to take a few more doses of medicine.
However, no one knew what Xiao Jin was planning, but everyone felt that she had a hidden agenda.
Therefore, everyone in the mansion was very polite to Su Tan, even when she entered the princess courtyard, she was not stopped.
After burning the paper ball, Chu Shao gently wrapped the ashes on the table with a silk scarf and asked with a smile, “Since Dr. Su is holding the medicine for the Prince, why give it to me instead of the Prince?”
She pointed to the other medicine bag that Su Tan had not put down, “Also, I am curious… I don’t know who this medicine is prepared for by Dr. Su?”
Su Tan was silent for a moment, and the pale blue sleeve trembled.
She placed the medicine bag in front of Chu Shao and bowed, “This medicine is for you.”
Chu Shao still had a smile on her face, “Medicine for me?”
Su Tan nodded.
Chu Shao seemed to remember something interesting and couldn’t help laughing.
“But the one who is seriously ill… is you, Dr. Su.”
Instantly, Su Tan’s face turned pale.
Chu Shao smiled at Su Tan and said softly, “You gave me a dose of medicine, but you cannot save yourself.”
“It’s quite funny, even the divine doctor of the Yao country cannot heal herself, so how can she cure others?”
…
Inside the Yan Mansion.
Xiao Jin looked at the kneeling woman with a complex expression.
The incident started from the moment she received the letter.
The guard army had handed a letter to Xiao Jin, claiming that it was written by the leader herself.
She carefully accepted the letter and opened it, only to see a line of words.
-Jue Ge is returning to the capital.
Seeing this sentence, Xiao Jin fell silent.
If she remembered correctly, the leader named Jue Ge should be fighting with the army at this time, right?
How could she say she was coming back so easily?
Although Xiao Jin was not very clear about the specific distance between the two places.
But since it took a day or two for the letter to arrive, she only received a reply after a few months, so it was probably several months before this leader returned to the capital.
Xiao Jin thought to herself.
Unexpectedly, while she was reading in the study, a dark figure suddenly broke through the window and fell to the ground with a thud.
The person heavily pressed their forehead to the ground and said in a low voice, “Jue Ge is late, please forgive me, Your Highness!”
Looking at the shadow kneeling on the ground, Xiao Jin could barely observe the slightly thin figure of the woman and her obviously unsteady breathing.
Bowing down as a greeting upon meeting someone for the first time, what a strange way of greeting.
Xiao Jin was about to ask Jue Ge to stand up when she suddenly heard a strange sound.
It was faint, but it sounded like someone was crying.
She looked down at the wet spot on the floor and then at Jue Ge’s slightly trembling body. Something seemed off about her.
Xiao Jin suddenly understood everything.
If…Jue Ge had been sent to the front lines by the previous owner a long time ago.
Transportation was inconvenient in ancient times, and news did not spread as quickly. So Jue Ge probably had just learned that the previous owner’s legs were completely disabled and that she was also seriously ill.
That’s why the other person returned to the capital so quickly.
Looking at the woman’s slightly trembling shoulders and her kneeling on the ground while crying quietly, Xiao Jin couldn’t help but sigh.
It had to be said that she did not expect someone as eccentric as the previous owner to have such a loyal subordinate.
She also did not expect the person who named herself “Jue Ge” to not be a cold-blooded killer, but a person with a complex personality.
The previous owner’s was already a strange character with props, but the leader of the defense army was still a crybaby?
The Prince Yan’s Mansion was really a gathering place for talented and extraordinary people.
Xiao Jin found it difficult to deal with, very difficult.
She looked at Jue Ge kneeling on the ground and wanted to say a few words of comfort.
But the words on the tip of her tongue turned into a helpless whisper, “Jue Ge, why are you crying? I’m not dead yet.”
“What you see now is me, not my memorial tablet.”
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Author’s note: Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated me with nutrients from 23:59:22 on March 6, 2022 to 23:59:35 on March 7, 2022~
Translator’s note: I’m tired, I’m gonna continue this tomorrow, maybe🙂. Good Night!.
TO BE CONTINUE…
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