Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 157

Lao Tzu proudly said to Sikong, "My Yi is still the smartest, isn't he?"

He's not smart.

"What did you say!" When did this kid become such a sore loser? Losing to my fly isn't shameful.

“His words don’t reflect his understanding and insights, so I say he’s not smart.” Sikong looked at me calmly, with an air of composure and openness.

I don't understand what he meant.

Lao Tzu might really be as stupid as the fly says. Anyway, whether he's smart or not isn't a big deal; even if he's stupid to death, he's still a lovable fly.

When I have nothing to do, I like to look at him. Don't think I like him that much. It's just that there's no one around, so I can only look at him (ignore other people).

I know he's afraid of me, so let him be. It's Zi Mo's fault for spoiling him so much. If I keep indulging him, he'll cause the sky to fall.

Actually, apart from me, everyone else spoils him. He eats Su Gu's food, uses Su Gu's things, and takes Su Gu's things, yet he complains that Su Gu isn't generous enough.

He even dared to insult Sikong with impunity. Who was Sikong? In Dongqing, Sikong was second only to the emperor. He was praised by the four kingdoms, and because of his family's influence, he could be appointed as the prime minister of any of the four kingdoms.

He disapproves of flies yet tolerates their rudeness towards him. What is he really thinking? I don't think even the Emperor understands. If he simply chooses not to care, what about his family? Would his family allow their future head of the household to be tarnished?

But from beginning to end, no matter how much his reputation was tainted by flies, his family never came forward. The mystery behind this is something only he himself understands.

The Emperor tolerated his disrespect. Zi Mo, needless to say, couldn't wait to spoil his younger brother like an emperor.

I feel like my flies are going to become pests if this continues, so I trim their branches whenever I have free time. What's most unbearable is that every time I get angry, they just tell me to behave. What do you mean by telling me to behave? How am I not behaving? Pshaw, I have nothing to do with being obedient or not.

When I was eleven years old, some restless people came to the Prince's Mansion to talk to my mother about my marriage. My mother often brought home daughters from all sorts of random families.

Among them, the princess of Jian'an Prince's Mansion is the most annoying. She has nothing better to do than make me look at the silk handkerchiefs she embroiders. I hate women's things the most, and I also hate people other than flies hovering in front of me.

So I lost my temper and kicked her into the pool.

The servants were thrown into chaos. My mother scolded me for this, and the Prince of Jian'an was so angry that he never allowed that inferior creature to step into the gates of the Prince of Shouping's residence again.

To appease Prince Jian'an's anger, the Emperor confined me for two days.

The matter was eventually dropped, and Lao Tzu regained his freedom, enjoying the days when only flies were around him.

As I watch him grow up, I wonder: will his mother arrange a marriage for him?

I get extremely irritated every time I think about these things.

Flies are so arrogant, how could any woman be worthy of them? If anyone is worthy, it should be someone like me to keep them in check!

Just when Laozi was losing sleep and worrying about his future, he actually told Laozi that he was in the throes of puberty.

I instantly lost my temper and wanted to tear that creature he was thinking of to pieces.

When the fly saw that I was angry, it obediently started to coax me. It always provoked me and then calmed me down. What's worse, I actually enjoyed being coaxed by it.

I'm not usually one to compromise so easily, but I know he's been bothering me these past few days. So I had no choice but to pretend to suddenly understand and sit down. If he gets angry, things will get really bad, and none of us will have a good time.

After school, I cornered Zimo and asked him if anyone had arranged a marriage for my fly. Zimo thought for a long time before telling me that my fly wasn't favored at home, and no one would care about the marriage of a concubine's child. Furthermore, no suspicious mollusks had approached my fly.

I was skeptical, but I breathed a sigh of relief only after Zimo repeatedly assured me.

Zi Mo asked me sharply, "Aren't you being overly concerned about Xiao Shiyi?"

I ignored him and turned to leave. For the next few days, Zi Mo didn't speak to me, and Fly ignored me too. I was so annoyed that I wanted to punch someone.

It must be that idiot Shen Ziming talking bad about me to Fly. Ziming is a very problematic person. He is excessively possessive and doting on my Fly. Sometimes I think, I should just kill him, so there will be one less person eyeing my Fly. But after all, he is Fly's brother, and my future brother-in-law. If I really did it, wouldn't it make me seem petty?

When our station was almost a year old, Zimo took the initiative to come to me and asked his precious little brother to stay at my house for two days. When I heard this, I was so happy that I almost cheered (I'm so spineless again).

However, Lao Tzu rationally suppressed his secret joy and asked him, "Why? My family doesn't accept miscellaneous items."

Zi Mo lowered his head, his expression fierce: "Someone is trying to harm Xiao Yi."

Touching my stuff! Whoever does this has a death wish.

Zi Mo told me what happened, and I was so angry I was completely disoriented. How dare someone dare to touch my things without fear of death!

I've been feeling uneasy all day. I never knew that even my fly would have a man's interest in it. I always thought that only women were my match, but it turns out that another creature can too.

So Laozi killed every creature that came within two feet of a fly that day and announced to the entire hospital: anyone who dares to touch a fly will have their entire family executed.

That day I happily took him home. After all, this was the only time in a year that I had a reason to get close to him.

I pulled him into the "Warmer Pavilion." Here were my grandfather's collections accumulated over half a lifetime, and the second and third floors contained tactical mechanisms rarely seen in the four kingdoms. The weapons here had once impressed my arrogant master, who then took me as his apprentice.

I proudly showed off to him, brandishing my signature "Green Moon Blade" in front of him. But he seemed completely uninterested. He impatiently didn't even glance at me. It's all those two beasts' fault for driving my once energetic flies crazy.

During meals, I had the kitchen prepare a variety of dishes, hoping to fatten him up and make him strong so that he could fight alongside me in the future and become a good brother on the battlefield.

My mother and grandfather didn't seem to like him. I think even a sensitive fly would sense it. I served him carefully, afraid that he would get angry and never come again.

Lao Tzu takes a bath after his meal, but he doesn't want to and insists on following him.

Based on my previous personality, I definitely wouldn't have allowed those lackeys to wait on the side, but I didn't want to make an exception for him, so that day a circle of lackeys knelt outside the bathhouse.

The fly was listless at first, but then, I don't know what good it found, its mischievous nature started to emerge. Seeing its sly grin, the heavy weight on my heart finally lifted. This is the fly I know—a lively fly, an energetic fly, an unkillable fly.

I watched him from underwater; his swaying form was the painting I most wanted to own in my life. I decided to work hard for him, and when I had enough power, I wanted him to be with me forever, whether he wanted to or not.

I came out of the water and picked up his painting. It had a very unique style, much like the trend and comics of the past two years. It was legendary.

I put his painting away, and he stared at me blankly with his mouth agape. Haha, my adorable fly! His expression is always so endearing!