Beauty’s Doom

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you!” Suddenly feeling like a child caught doing something wrong, I lowered my head, staring at the bare foot peeking out from my long dress…

Forget it, the most urgent thing is to explain clearly. I cleared my throat to cover my slight embarrassment and said: “That, Yu Rao, you misunderstood. I’m not what you think with your manor’s master!

The little girl clearly didn’t believe me, leaning forward with a mischievous smile, persistently asking: “What exactly do you mean?”

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes, impatiently saying: “I… forget it, believe it or not, I can’t be bothered to explain!” If she truly doesn’t believe me, explaining more would be pointless, so I might as well let it go!

Fortunately, she was sensible enough not to say anything more.

Seeing her silent, I said: “Alright, go prepare. I want to visit the market today!” Having been cooped up in this courtyard for a month, I feel like I’m about to get moldy! No, I must go out and breathe some fresh air!!!

Yu Rao glanced at my not-yet-fully-recovered leg and hesitated: “My lady’s leg hasn’t fully healed. Going out now might not be a good idea.”

I discovered this girl was becoming more and more long-winded, impatiently glaring at her: “What nonsense! I said I’m going out, so I’m going out. If you don’t want to come, I’ll go alone!”

Xi Lin Yan hooked his lips in a bitter smile, “Foolish girl! You’re right, I indeed failed to protect her. It’s right for you to blame me…”

“But rest assured, not a single one of them will escape. I will make them all accompany Xin’er in death…”

How to See Fleeting Life, Not as a Dream (3)

Outside Ruyang City, merchants traveled back and forth endlessly. Inside the city, it was even more bustling. Several prosperous streets were filled with merchants, wine flags everywhere, and the sounds of hawking never ceased.

Lifting a corner of the carriage curtain, I carefully observed this city known as the most prosperous within a hundred li. Shops lined the streets, merchants and workers coming and going, crowded and lively.

I couldn’t help but brighten up, secretly smacking my lips, “How lively!”

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