I am born a beauty, and I am supreme

Chapter 5

"Red dress!" the girl exclaimed softly.

"Isn't the Marquis of Jinxiang the one wearing red? Could it be..." Among the guests, someone covered their mouth and whispered, but dared not continue.

But then a "thud" was heard, and one of the men who had been gossiping fell to the ground, his face pale, having fainted from fright.

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In the fourth year of the Chengjia era of the Great Shun Kingdom, before the shocking case that gripped the nation, a woman in red crossed the border at night, casually punishing the wicked. Her graceful and unrestrained demeanor was unparalleled, a beauty that no historian could record.

Chapter Two: Sleeping Pig

Chapter 2 Sleeping Pig

"I bet a bracelet! A gold one!" A loud voice broke the silence of the living room. The maid, Shishu, rolled up her sleeves, revealing her snow-white arm. The bracelet jingled. "I bet that the young master will definitely not win the championship of this martial arts competition."

The boy at the door stood tall and motionless, his arms crossed over his chest, holding a sword in his arms. His bangs hung down, half-covering his forehead, and his face was somewhat flat, making him look like a door god. Upon closer inspection... he had his eyes closed. Oh... he was sleeping.

Meanwhile:

"Sister Shishu, are you currently obsessed with that highly popular General Chu Gexun?" Mo Hua asked sideways.

“Of course,” Shi Shu said smugly, “General Chu is outstanding in demeanor, skill, and appearance. It would be against all reason if he did not win the championship.”

"Your words will surely hurt your feelings, young master."

“That sleeping pig…” Shi Shu roared angrily, “I should bet that if she wakes up before the martial arts competition ends, I’ll give her a bracelet!”

"Sister Shishu is so certain?" Mo Hua asked in surprise.

“Of course,” Shi Shu said with her arms crossed, stroking her chin and smiling smugly. “Last night I was hesitant about whether to add something to her bowl, but it seems like it’s not necessary at all.”

“Sister Shishu…” Mo Hua leaned closer.

"Why are you suddenly so close to me?" Shi Shu was shocked, coughed, and stopped smiling.

"Sister Shishu is smiling so smugly, could she have done something to the young master...?" Mo Hua drawled out.

"Me! How could I be that kind of person!" she said confidently. Then, a thought struck her: She seemed to still have that sleeping powder she bought yesterday on her person—oh no…

I was just thinking of sneaking around and doing it.

Mo Hua sneered, "I heard that General Chu also has two slogans..."

Shi Shu's eyes lit up, and she immediately jumped up reflexively, raising her arms and shouting: "Ge Xun, Ge Xun, dominate the martial arts world!"

Something fell out of my sleeve in an embarrassing way.

Mo Hua lay motionless on the table, then turned his head and said, "Hey? It looks like something fell out."

The boy who had been standing silently at the door suddenly opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, his previously expressionless and somewhat indifferent face changed instantly.

Just like adding the finishing touch to a dragon painting, it makes the dragon soar into the sky and fly away, with remarkable effects.

Those eyes, like those in an ink painting, were frighteningly clear in black and white, yet misty and cold, flashing with a sharp light as they shot straight toward the little pink bag on the ground.

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"This is terrible..." Shi Shu muttered softly, then raised her voice, "But I swear, I absolutely did not give the young master any medicine that can make him sleep longer."

"Is this what they call trying to cover up something only to make it more obvious?" Mo Hua sighed.

A cold snort came from the doorway, and the boy who had been standing there had vanished without a trace.

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After the person left.

"Ugh, so tired..." Shi Shu fanned herself with her hand, complaining, "I act every day, do you know how hard it is for me? I also have to keep coming up with new and exciting ideas. I wonder why Xiao Di has such picky tastes?"

"Sister Shishu, you've worked so hard. You're truly making great progress in both singing and writing," Mo Hua said nimbly as she stood up from the stool. "I'll pour you some tea. There's no other way; everything is geared towards successfully waking up the young master."

"Yes, yes, acting is really hard work. I'm thirsty." Shi Shu took the cup.

Mo Hua laughed: "However, compared to the dangerous task of waking up the young master, it's more appropriate for us to act every day."

"Not bad, not bad. Acting is valuable, but life is more precious. It is everyone's responsibility to stay away from young masters who wake up in the early morning."

Mo Hua nodded: "Especially since today is the Martial Arts Champion Competition. We've traveled all this way just for this biennial competition. If we miss it, it could cost us our lives. Young Master, I don't know why you're so obsessed with this event."

Shi Shu cupped her face and asked, "Why do you think Xiao Di is unwilling to approach Young Master?"

"It's all because that guy always takes advantage of people."

"whee……"

"Besides, he's still an innocent young man. Don't you think our young master is a bit too thirsty? How could he bring himself to do that?"

"You can tell just by looking at Xiao Di. This is what they call being bewitched by beauty, not by it."

"Oh...yes."

The sound of swallowing saliva.

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"Young master, it's time to get up." Standing respectfully at the door, Xiao Di held his sword in his arms and said with his head bowed.

There was no sound.

"Young master, the sun is high in the sky." He sighed and continued to stand there stubbornly.

There was still no sound.

"Since you can't pay me back, I'll have to go inside." After saying this, I suddenly felt a little strange.

The room remained completely silent. Xiao Di frowned helplessly, reached out, and pushed the door open to enter.

A sweet fragrance filled the air; the sandalwood incense burner on the table still emitted wisps of sweet dreams. Xiao Di stepped inside, lifted the light-colored curtains, and vaguely saw the bed curtains hanging down, with a human figure lying under the quilt inside.

"Young Master..."

Bowing low and lowering his eyes, Xiao Di tried to keep his tone steady: "Young Master, General Qiu of Liangshan has been waiting since last night and hasn't left yet. He has traveled a hundred miles to come here. Whether he makes a move or not, you should give him an answer. Also, you are eager to participate in the Great Shun Martial Arts Competition, and the time is almost up. If you don't get up soon..."

"Ugh..." The person under the covers let out a helpless groan.

"Young master..." Xiao Di was about to continue.

"Enough! Enough! Enough!" the person yelled, yanking off the blanket. "Why is it you again! Where are Shi Shu and Mo Hua?! You have to bother me every day! Have I never hit you before, that's why you're so insolent!"

Xiao Di stood still, keeping his head bowed: "If you like, young master, you can beat me up to vent your anger. But if you continue to sleep, we can ignore Liangshan, but if you miss the annual martial arts competition, you will surely regret it later."

The person in bed remained silent.

Xiao Di stood very steadily. Only he knew that he was just putting on a brave face; he was really afraid that he would faint on the spot at any moment.

A chuckle escaped her lips.

A long, slender, white finger parted the bed curtains, reached precisely in front of Xiao Di, and lifted his chin.

He was forced to look up.

Before me was a flawless face.

Her skin was as smooth as jade, her eyes were bright and lively, and her smooth hair was draped over her white bathrobe, with the curves of her neck faintly visible.

Although he had seen this erotic scene countless times, each time he watched it, his heart raced and the dizziness intensified, so he quickly lowered his eyelids.

“Xiao Di, you’re getting better and better at talking,” the person on the bed said, lifting his chin and examining his face, his dark eyes darting around. “Strangely enough, although I’m very angry, I can’t bring myself to hurt you.”

"Thank you, young master." Xiao Di breathed a sigh of relief.

"What will you give me to thank me for?"

"Young Master..."

"Why don't you let me kiss you..."

"Young Master!"

Unable to bear it any longer, she took a step back, her delicate face already flushed red.

The person on the bed muttered to themselves, "Why do you never let me finish speaking? Is it so hard to eat noodles made by you?"

Xiao Di's ears twitched.

"Oh... As for Qiu Feihong, let him lead his troops to attack the mountain." He said with a yawn, his voice distorted.

Xiao Di was startled.

Lead troops to attack the mountain? Qiu Feihong had previously led troops to attack the mountain several times without success, suffering heavy casualties before coming to ask for help. Now, the young master is actually giving such an order, could it be that...

A look of surprise crossed her face. She slightly raised her eyes and caught a glimpse of weariness between the man's brows, and his eyes were slightly dark, as if he hadn't slept all night. She was terrified and said in a trembling voice, "Young master? You were up all night..."

The man suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Ah, time is indeed running out! But... I'll sleep a little longer before Shishu and the others arrive."

Immediately, a snoring sound came from the bed, indicating that the person was pretending to be asleep.

In Xiao Di's experience, this kind of pretending to be asleep would only last three seconds before turning into real sleep.

Unable to bear it any longer, Xiao Di stepped forward, aimed at the direction of the blanket, closed his eyes, and reached out his hand.

"Hey, give me back my blanket!" the man yelled irritably, still half-asleep.

Xiao Di, clutching a blanket, burst through the door, revealing the peach blossoms in full bloom.

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Recorded by Qiu Feihong, General of Liangshan: In the fourth year of the Chengjia era of the Great Shun Kingdom, three thousand fierce bandits in Liangshan gathered to cause chaos, committing massacres without restraint, and the prefecture was unable to suppress them. I received guidance from an unknown master and went to seek help, but did not see the Emperor's face all night. The next day, the Emperor ordered an attack on the mountain. I led my troops up the mountain and was horrified to find that overnight, all three thousand Liangshan bandits lay dead on the mountaintop, none of them spared. From then on, Liangshan was known as "Hell Mountain," for the fierce bandits of Liangshan could not defy the Emperor's glory. And from then on, Liangshan was free from rampant banditry, and the people lived in peace and happiness, all due to the Emperor's awe-inspiring power.

Chapter Three: Le Yan

"This kid must have overslept to be late."

Chu Ge Xun looked at the obvious pillow marks on the face of the "handsome man" in front of him and thought to himself speechlessly.

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Half an hour ago.

The stage manager called out three times as he circled the venue, "Leyan, Leyan, Leyan!" His voice went from being something everyone hoped for to being nothing more than noise, and the divine being called "Leyan" still hadn't appeared.

Chu Ge Xun leaned on his sword, thinking: Could it be that some spoiled brat just decided to participate in the competition for fun, but he didn't know that he was facing the famous Tiger General Chu, so he gave up?

Hehe... Actually, I haven't wanted to be the big brother for many years... Chu Gexun stood alone on the high platform, feeling smug, and looked around with disdain, looking at the emperor under the large yellow umbrella in the distance.

At the emperor's feet, the first person on the left, with jet-black hair, a snow-white face, and eyes as bright as autumn water, if it weren't for his dignified first-class duke's robe and the innate unapproachable demeanor he exuded, would have looked like a young, inexperienced boy who somehow occupied such a high position.