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"The person that Young Master Su is not satisfied with."

"What's your relationship with him that you care so much?" She's not soft-hearted, just pretending to be a good person.

"He has nothing to do with the grass, it's just that the grass couldn't bear it."

You can't bear it! What am I to you?! I smashed the teacup in front of her: "You mean I'm heartless?!"

"No, Little Grass didn't mean that. Little Grass wanted to save him; he hadn't eaten for days and was almost..."

"Save him? Is he dead?"

"No, but..."

No need for excuses: "You eat my food! You drink my water! You're siding with outsiders!"

"He's dying." Little Grass lowered her head, neither humble nor arrogant.

"You want to save him, right? I'll grant your wish."

"Yes." She knelt there, silently adorning herself like a blade of grass.

I sat in the chair and glanced at her sideways: "If you marry him, I'll let him go."

The little grass looked up at me, but didn't say a word.

I watched him leisurely. Don't blame me for resorting to this tactic; it's simply impossible for you to achieve your wish. I didn't expect you to repay my kindness, so don't be ungrateful.

[The Beauty's Smile: Chapter Eighty-Two]

The little grass looked at me, unwilling to reply.

"He's dying..." Just a heads-up. Let's see who can outlast him.

Xiao Cao clenched her fist and said firmly, "He—will be—my husband from now on."

"Okay." I stepped forward to help her up. "That's a good girl. Get up, the ground is cold." I patted her calloused hands and comforted her, "Don't worry, he's a good man, you two will be happy." I like to play the role of a self-righteous pimp.

"Thank you for your kindness, young master. I'll take my leave now." She abruptly withdrew her hand, turned around resolutely, and ignored him completely.

Seeing her cheerful mood makes me happy when others are sad.

Little Grass, I hate your master! Blame him, I'm innocent! Haha!

Go tell Chouqian the good news. Ask him for some garbage disposal fees.

"Uncle Zhong, is Chou Qian here?" I bowed to the old man standing outside the door.

He smiled very kindly, like a grandfather, "The master is inside, but it's best if Young Master Shen doesn't go in."

"Why?" Is he doing something shady?

“Princess Saint Anne has arrived, and Master is with her.”

"Oh!" I exclaimed, "They're on a date!" No problem, I'll tease them.

"Young Master Shen, would you like to leave first?" Uncle Zhong gave me a paper crane, which was much prettier than the one I folded last time.

"No need, I'll go in and take a look."

Uncle Zhong stopped me: "Young Master Shen, it's not convenient with Princess Sheng'an here."

I looked at him with amusement: "Uncle Zhong, you don't also think that I'm having an affair with Chou Qian, do you?"

"No... I didn't mean that," Uncle Zhong said evasively.

"I need to speak with Chou Qian about something, I won't cause any trouble."

“But…” Seeing his hesitation, I doubted my credibility, so I simply raised my wrist, and the red jade ornament flashed by. “Uncle Zhong, please let me in.” I didn’t act arrogantly towards him; I thought it was better to use a key to open the door than to have that ability.

He didn't say anything, so I smiled and quickly kissed him: "Let's go inside!"

He took off running inside, ignoring what he was saying; his goal was paramount: "Chou Qian! Chou Qian! Chou Qian! I've come to see you!"

I ran around his family's primeval forest: "Nobody's here." Where did the two of them go? I crawled on the ground to look for them, and suddenly I spotted Uncle Zhong's shoes.

"Young Master Shen, the master is in the study."

I got up: "Where's the study?"

"forecourt."

"Thank you!"

...

When I pushed open the door, Chouqian was painting, and Sheng'an was standing aside watching. Sunlight shone through the window onto Sheng'an's face, making him radiate youthful energy. Chouqian was calm and composed, his brushstrokes were deliberate, and he exuded a silence and quietness that was not typical of his age. I felt that it would be inhumane to go in at this moment, but I was not humane!

“Chou Qian!” I yelled, praying they would be scared to death.

"Ziyi." Chouqian didn't turn around, focusing on his work.

The woman gave me a slight bow: "Greetings, Lord Shen."

Wow! So sensible. It seems you're of higher status; I should greet you. But since you went first, I'll save myself the trouble. It's your fault for not being gentle when you bullied Xiaocao. "Your Highness, you flatter me. This humble official greets you." (A perfunctory greeting.)

"Lord Shen, you may dispense with the formalities." She raised her hand slightly, her royal aura extending for miles around.