Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 118

Wu Hui, why haven't you come back yet? Have you forgotten that I'm waiting for you? I huddled in the corner of the car, missing the passionate atmosphere when he was here. I should find something to do, look at the busy crowd. I've always been idle since I was a child. Zi Mo spoiled me when I was little, and everyone pampered me when I grew up.

Without Zimo, I would have been born and died in the same compound as other neglected second sons.

Without a life free of regrets, my life would be like that of an ant, an unnoticed cycle of reincarnation.

If it weren't for Qianqing and Chouqian, I wouldn't be considered noble at all.

Does all of this prove that I am nothing at all? My very existence is based on dependence. In this life and the next, I have always been respected because of others. How ridiculous! I've curled myself up into a ball; I wonder if rolling down Mount Tai like this would get me reported for polluting the environment.

"Young master, we've arrived. Five coins."

So fast! I hadn't even finished reminiscing when I reluctantly jumped off the bus, sheepishly checking my pockets: "How much?"

"Five coins." Five coins. I felt around, then reached into my sleeve, but it seemed I didn't have any. I said with difficulty, "Could you... pay... next time?"

Upon hearing this, the coachman's expression immediately changed: "Young master, it's only five coins, you don't not have any, do you?"

I shook my sleeve at him and said, "See, there really isn't any." I didn't even bring a note.

The coachman's face was very grim, but after carefully observing me, he muttered something under his breath, then whipped the horse hard and drove off.

I looked down at the tracks left by the carriage.

Did I bully them? I didn't mean to, I really didn't bring any money, you can search me if you don't believe me! Oh! I suddenly looked up, I remembered, the silver notes Aunt Yun gave me were in my inner pocket. I hurriedly chased after her: "Uncle! Uncle! I have money."

When I caught up with him, he was haggling with another customer. I lay panting on the carriage and said, "Uncle, I'll pay you for the ride."

The coachman looked at me in surprise: "Young master, you've traveled three streets?"

I wasn't paying attention; I was only looking at the tire tracks. I took a breath and asked, "How many was it again?"

"Only five coins."

The driver seemed not to believe I had chased him for three blocks until I pulled out the banknotes. Did you know how hard it was for me?

I held the edge of the silver note: "How much is five coins?" I don't think I know any coins; I've only ever seen gold, silver, and banknotes.

The driver smiled, a simple, honest smile that made everyone in the world seem like a good person: "Not a single cent of the paper money in your hand."

"Then I'll tear some off for you."

"Ah? No, no, no! That won't do. If it's torn, it won't be usable."

That's right. I picked out the smallest banknote from my pocket, bit it, and closed my eyes: "Here you go! Take it quickly!" Otherwise I'll regret it.

"Young master, this is too much, I..."

"Take it, I'll take care of your car from now on."

"Alright, thank you very much, young master. On behalf of my whole family, I thank you for your great kindness."

I quickly shoved the banknotes into his arms, saying, "Here you go." Then I turned and ran, my heart aching! My heart aching!

"Young master, aren't you taking a carriage?"

Yeah, I paid! Why didn't I take the bus? Waaah! Waaah! Waaah! I did something stupid.

Waaah—I ran alone to the palace gates. I was heartbroken. I had enough money to buy Su Gu's Cadillac, but not enough to buy Wu Hui's limited edition royal sedan. I sniffled pitifully and stepped into the majestic palace gates.

"Greetings, Lord Shen."

I bit my lip, feeling heartbroken.

"Greetings to Lord Shen."

I furrowed my sleeves and grieved alone.

"Greetings, Lord Shen."

Waaah! My money!

I ran to the school in tears, not caring what you all thought.

I ran for a full hour before I finally saw any sign of the Imperial Study. Suddenly, I felt incredibly wronged. I burst through the door, my eyes red, and looked at them. Xiao Hai was grinding ink for Qian Qing. Qian Qing looked up at me in surprise: "What's wrong? Did you cause trouble right after recovering from your illness?"

Waaah! Waaah! It's none of my business, his death was none of my business.

I ran to Qianqing, hugged him and started crying. Qianqing patted me in surprise: "What's wrong? I'll stand up for you."

Xiao Hai quietly left and closed the door.

I held Qianqing in my arms, and I just wanted to cry! What could I do?

Qianqing put down her work and helped me up. I sniffed, lowered my head, and tears still streamed down my face. It was all my fault for giving too much money. This was the first time I had ever spent money, and it hurt so much. It still hurts now.

Tell me what happened.

"I was cheated out of my money."

Qianqing lifted my head and wiped away my tears with her hand: "Don't worry, with me here, no one can bully you!"

Really?! Always, no matter if I like you or not, no matter who I marry in the future, will you still protect me? "I hate all drivers."

Qianqing turned around and spread out his brush and ink: "I hereby issue an edict prohibiting carriages from traveling within the imperial city."

I swept the paper and inkstone in front of him away. They're all the same, they're all the same. Don't other people need to make a living? Who do you think you are?! You're autocratic, dictatorial, emotional, self-centered, don't treat the masses like brothers, don't treat people like food, insist on seeing a point as a whole, and blow up a district into a city.

I squatted on the ground, feeling like I couldn't breathe.