Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 164

Who knew I'd actually hit him that day? Even though it was just one hit, even though he asked for it, even though he was arrogant, I still didn't want to see it. It's all that Liu Er's fault. Who dared to distract me and hit my precious thing...

Afterwards, the emperor didn't punish him, but he still dared not attend court. I'm not as arrogant as him!

Watch him! You absolutely must watch him! You could lose your life if you don't keep an eye on him! But if you're nice to him, he'll take advantage of you. He won't even walk; he wants me to carry him.

Hold back, don't develop bad habits. If I leave, who will carry you? Get up by yourself.

The fly is stubbornly refusing to cooperate. Zi Mo is a scoundrel; I don't tolerate his good points, but he's picked up a whole bunch of bad ones. I don't care about you; let's see if you get up. I'll just sit back and enjoy his performance. Go ahead and act; I'll watch.

If Sikong doesn't come, I'll see him get up on his own.

When Sikong arrives, I don't want to take any risks. I'll take my things home and educate them.

Before leaving, I'll teach Sikong a lesson: "He's playing games with me, and we're both happy about it. What are you, an outsider, doing here? Did you make me carry this?"

The fly chose to provoke him.

Sikong made a move, putting pressure on me within a range that Yi couldn't understand. I took a step back and barely managed to steady myself. This was the first time in so many years that someone had forced me to back down, so I quickly led the flies away.

Who are you, Sikong? How do you know the weaknesses in my martial arts path?

...

Flies should stay away from him. I'm afraid that one day I won't be able to keep my promise.

I sent Su Gu to investigate Liu Er, and to deal with as many of them as possible. He's restless and needs to be disciplined; otherwise, he won't know how to rein himself in.

Laozi and Su Gu planned to give that self-important trash an even worse seasoning. In terms of wealth, who could compare to the Su family, who combined political and business power?

I sent my men to investigate his background. His mother's identity is unknown, but his father is from the prestigious Liu family of Xifeng. Master Liu had eighty concubines, and his mother was one of them. She was neglected from a young age, but at the age of eleven, she displayed exceptional culinary skills and opened Yangchuxuan, whose business spread across four countries.

I threw the documents into the fire. How dare such scum get involved? They don't need to come here themselves to die!

I'd rather kill him than waste my time. But for Fly's sake, I'll reluctantly finish you off. And by the way, let me mention the mastermind behind this, Fly's mother—Mu Xi.

I don't want to slander his mother, but I still want to say, don't overestimate yourself. Even a fly doesn't fight back, what do you think you can do? Ridiculous!

Su Gu attacked the Liu family, so I confiscated all of Liu Er's properties outside the family and blocked the Mu family's business channels.

So what if the industry is good, the price is good! Even if you become the next Su family, you will still be subjects, the common people!

After finishing my business, just as I was about to rest, the guard who usually followed Fly came to report that Fly had actually...

As for me? That wretched Sikong, he better not try to take it from me! We're both in a bad position, I know that right now, it's not the right time for us to fight. We can only target small fry.

Liu Er was quiet, and Yi was quiet for a long time. Whether they were scared or really wanted to calm down, it was good that they were quiet. Following him like this every day was almost torturing me to death.

"No regrets, urgent report from the border, departing tomorrow."

My emotions, which had just calmed down, were still turbulent. "Father." I was shocked, hoping I had misheard.

"We will depart tomorrow, and the imperial decree will arrive tonight."

I was stunned. It was so early, right after the New Year. The fly hadn't come to see me yet, I hadn't given him the red envelope I had prepared, and there were still many things I hadn't explained to him.

Why so early! No! I need to hurry!

I have to see him now! I absolutely must see him! I ran to his door, pushed it open, and went straight in: "Yi." "Yi." "Yi." I called out as I circled his yard, "Where are you? Yi, come out! I miss you, I miss you so much!"

I circled around twice but didn't see anyone: "Zimo, where did Yi go?"

Zi Mo looked at me. He didn't want to answer.

"I'm leaving tomorrow!" Everything's yours once I'm gone, you damn arrogant fool!

"You're going too?" he asked skeptically.

"Yes!" I'll go. You all want me to go, how can I not go? But before I go, I need to ask Yi.

"He was with Liu Er in Dongsheng."

...

When I saw him, he was very happy. I could hear him laughing from far away. If it were before, I would have rushed over and hit him, but now... no. I'm gone, and you're still so happy. Will you be sad? Will you still remember me after I've been gone for so long? Will you still ignore me if you find me annoying?

Shen Ziyi, do you have a place for me in your heart?

I didn't dare go near him, and he pulled me away.

I quickly stepped forward – No, you're mine today, no one else can stay with you.

When I appeared, I couldn't control my dissatisfaction, and my murderous intent ran rampant.

He laughed, as carefree as ever, as captivating as ever, as easily capturing my attention as ever—Yi, mine alone.

"I'm leaving." I wanted to see his reaction. I looked at him nervously. He would care. He definitely would care.

"Gone? Where did you go?" He didn't seem to care.

"Go to the border."

He wasn't surprised at all, but his heart sank to the bottom in that instant. It was expected, yet he refused to accept it. I had no idea what he was saying: he didn't care, he really didn't care, but what did it matter! What's mine is mine! I want you to be mine!

I kept him with me, and even though he was tired, I didn't let him rest. I was angry. Who wouldn't be angry? I was angry because I cared. I clung to him all day, but I still felt empty inside.

I held his hand, a hand I had held for so many years without ever thinking of letting go. It was still warm and soft. How could someone who couldn't wield weapons or bear heavy burdens travel far?

I let him go. He didn't understand what I meant by going. I did understand. Going was easy, but coming back would be much more difficult. I couldn't let go of this one and only chance. I had to trick him into coming back, even if it meant lying.