Un joven enfermizo que viaja a la época de la dinastía Song

Capítulo 373

Oh dear! He got angry out of embarrassment! Such a childish temper is all thanks to everyone spoiling him.

You were the one who let me in, and you're the one who let me out.

I stood in the moonlight, and I could still hear her crying from inside the house. That person must be content, because the person inside was crying.

I don't want to speculate too much about her intentions when she cries in front of me, nor do I want it to be the intentions I think. The most important thing is that my master is my master, and he is my first consideration, followed by you. Please don't take offense, please don't be angry, and please don't break things or smash plates for me...

I didn't tell my master about her crying. How could he bear that she cried for someone else? And how selfish she was, trying to convey her desire to keep him through me.

I've wronged you once. Given the chance—I'll repay you…

He left. No matter how strong she was, it was a fact that she hadn't smiled for two days. When she got home, she didn't even bother with pretense anymore.

The lady didn't dare offend her, so she quietly went back to her room and then quietly came out again. She didn't call me or scold me. I deliberately walked in front of her, but she didn't even look at me.

The adorable young master is so childlike...

[Side Story 2: Little Grass (Part 6)]

My master gave her the Blood Jade. I desperately didn't want to accept any of this, and somehow I couldn't find a way to vent the despair in my heart.

I ran out and wandered around aimlessly.

The master has made his decision, and he has taken action. He wants the young master; he wants to possess the young master exclusively. No one else has any hope; everyone's thoughts are empty. How can I possibly have such boundless expectations?

Why! Why can't I accept this? Why my master? Why not someone else? Why can't you give me even a glimmer of hope?

Even crying is pathetic, what am I! A servant, if it weren't for this mission, my master probably wouldn't even remember I exist. I'm just a blade of grass, just like the meaning behind the name they gave me: my father doesn't want me, my mother doesn't want me, I'm still an abandoned baby.

But why? What did I do wrong?! You damned Shen Huanzheng! Why don't you just chop off your own hand?!

My initial sadness vanished when I heard that she was sulking and refusing to eat or see anyone. She was still the same as always, never thinking she was wrong or at fault, and never feeling that she should return what she had taken from others!

Lord Su is a prime example. Look how much he dotes on her. Three thousand light cavalrymen are just trying to make her smile, and they might not even get to see her smile. She was born to torment the most powerless, infatuated lovers.

The queues stretched as far as the eye could see, and the onlookers along the roadside were already whispering among themselves. Indeed, it was impossible not to have some gossip in the teahouses and taverns. The number one man in the capital was spending such a large sum of money to send such an important gift to a nobody whose status was not even as high as his own; it was hard not to be talked about.

"Miss Grass, where should we put these things?"

Looking at the unfamiliar treasures in the servant's hands, I really didn't want to tell him that the man had no appreciation for them: "Warehouse."

"The warehouse is already full."

"I don't know." It's full! You guys can stuff it full no matter how much you stuff it! I don't care about your business! Especially hers!

I slammed the door and locked it! I was angry at myself for having no reason to be angry, and I was even more disgusted with how I was doing!

...

"Little grass! Little grass!" Shout it all you want, shout it until you're hoarse! Let's see how arrogant you still are then!

"Little grass! Little grass!"

I jumped up and went to see how you died!

I stood at the door, and the Fifteenth Madam was scolding her. She didn't seem hurt at all. Sigh! She was still fooled.

"Little grass! Help me, I'll give you a raise!"

No need, I'm self-sufficient.

"Save me, and I'll help you arrange a date with Chou Qian!"

I turned and walked away. I knew I shouldn't have come over, but neither of us could learn to ignore her, nor could we remain indifferent to her...

"Should we also help you get rid of the little grass around you?"

When I heard the Fourth Young Master say that, I became very afraid. I was afraid that she would agree. If she did agree, the master would definitely help her to re-arrange female guards.

I twisted my handkerchief, too uneasy to move.

"Ah! No need."

At that moment, I knew I had made the right choice, and that she was worth the sacrifice I made for her...

Not depriving someone of their right to love you is the greatest act of kindness you can show them...

She must have seen her sister, and her sister must have seen her too. Ironically, it's too late. Sister, you can't touch her. She doesn't belong to the master alone; she belongs to everyone. It's not up to Uncle Zhong alone. You might be facing the entire underground organization.

That night, my sister looked at me strangely, accusing me of betrayal and criticizing my failure.

But I had no choice. I had a heart full of warmth, so how could I bear to be cold?

"Give it back to you. Give me what you wanted."

"No!" Don't even think about it. I'm not asking for that thing anymore, and you can't touch what I have now!

"Haha! Grass, think carefully, she's a girl! And you're my sister!"

I looked at her, and faced with that stunning face, I didn't want to give in.

She suddenly approached me, a cold wind whistling past my ears like knives. Her face was contorted with rage, yet also alluring in a way that terrified me: "You don't want to see your father!"

Father! My heart clenched again.

Father, how could I not miss my father? But all these years, hasn't he been running away too? The fact that you've been able to maintain my position is a sign that he doesn't want to admit it. "Let bygones be bygones."