Chapter 157
Chapter 157
Siran Ming noticed the commotion, but the instant he glanced at Fusheng Duan, Fusheng caught him and gave him a cold, cutting look. His lips formed the words, “Does your wound no longer hurt?”
Siran looked away in disgust.
Shengsheng Zhou had barely been dead any time at all, and Fusheng was already seducing another woman.
Weiqing Song noticed the situation when Shengsheng rose with help from the maid beside her.
Shengsheng gave him a reassuring look, indicating she was fine.
Fusheng saw their exchange and happened to meet Weiqing’s seemingly casual glance.
Weiqing calmly looked away. The two behaved like strangers without the slightest connection.
Weiqing hid his awkwardness behind a drink. At that moment, a noble from a dependent minor state came to toast him.
By the time Weiqing was free again, he looked up and discovered that Fusheng’s former seat…
Was empty.
Weiqing: ???
He had just begun to rise when another crowd appeared from nowhere and surrounded him, leaving him unable to escape or find an opportunity to deal with Fusheng.
Shengsheng left silently, but she did not know how many eyes, both open and hidden, were watching a place that gathered the two great beauties Mosheng Song and Fusheng Duan.
…
Shengsheng slipped away to the side hall to change.
While Cui’er went to fetch a new scented sachet, Shengsheng sat on the bed, eyes shifting.
The face she had seen clearly under the lamps flashed through her mind.
What illness had he contracted? How had he become like that? His cheeks were thin and pale, and the lips that once looked stained with flower juice had lost every trace of color. He resembled a rose drained of its vitality, completely withered.
“Fusheng Duan, what are you doing…?” Shengsheng could not help murmuring.
Realizing she was worrying about him, Shengsheng slapped her own head.
She was not. His body’s health had depended upon her labor. Seeing it suddenly ruined merely made all her previous work feel wasted.
She rose with her thoughts in chaos and suddenly saw a dark shadow fly past the bed.
That size…
“Xiaosui?”
Shengsheng left through the side door.
The brilliant flowers, flowing wine, and lively atmosphere in the main hall had not spread here.
Only palace lanterns provided light beneath the night sky, and everything around her was silent.
During a banquet like this, off-duty maids and eunuchs gathered to shirk work while their masters enjoyed themselves.
Had Shengsheng seen incorrectly?
A rustling sound suddenly came from nearby, and Shengsheng walked toward it.
She remembered a pavilion not far from here.
Every fish in the lake beside it was plump enough to make her mouth water. She wondered whether they were edible.
Xiaoyu would be delighted. She loved things with plenty of meat…
The thought saddened Shengsheng. By the time she returned to herself, she had already reached the pavilion.
At night, however, she could not see the fish clearly.
“Princess.”
As Shengsheng’s thoughts wandered, a voice suddenly came from behind.
Her expression instantly returned to the innocent manner she had worn at the banquet, and she turned.
A broad, portly young lord in brocade stood behind her. He possessed puffy eyes, a bulbous nose, and oddly thin lips.
But those features did not attract Shengsheng’s attention most.
Staring at his butt-shaped chin, Shengsheng summoned every ounce of strength to suppress the explosive laughter about to erupt.
No, Shengsheng. How could you mock another person’s appearance?
But–sorry, hahahahahahahahaha!
Help! How could anyone’s butt chin look like that? Hahahahaha!
It was so full and perky that even she felt inferior! Hahahaha!
Sorry, sorry. I truly mean no harm, but hahahahaha, somebody stop me!
“Princess, I am the heir of Luyan Kingdom, Pi Xiang. I fell in love with you at first sight. Please give me a chance. I will certainly treat you well.”
Shengsheng Zhou steadied her breathing and forced down the corners of her mouth. “Greetings, Young Lord Fart. Thank you for your affection, but this princess cannot return it. You are a good man.”
*A-Pang Pang Pang Pang Pang, wake up and look! Good heavens, his surname really is Fart. Heaven is a wicked bastard without a speck of kindness!*
A-Pang woke under her racket, rubbed his eyes, and poked out his head for a look.
Then the laughter of woman and bear rose and fell in Shengsheng’s mind like a symphony.
At her answer, Heir Pi instantly grew displeased.
It was the first time a woman had rejected him.
No woman in the world could resist him! His mother said every woman who saw him would become intoxicated by his uniquely sexy chin!!
“How dare you reject my kindness! The Crown Prince dislikes you. Once the emperor dies, you will never find a good marriage. You might as well submit to me now! Rest assured, once you marry me, I will cherish you and let you carry twins!”
Shengsheng and A-Pang instantly stopped laughing.
*Is he all right, or are my ears broken? What did this brat just say?!*
Thoroughly disgusted, A-Pang silently opened the shop. *One-Punch Hammer has been exchanged. Please check delivery.*
Faced with an idiot, Shengsheng could no longer bother pretending.
She had felt guilty for laughing uncontrollably at him, but that was completely unnecessary now.
“A filthy loach touches seawater and thinks it’s seafood. You talk so much that even while cracking seeds in the latrine, that fart-hole mouth never rests.”
Everything else was secondary. The word “fart” clearly enraged Heir Pi. “Who are you calling butt-chinned?!”
Shengsheng: ?
“Right, I understand now. That’s a tumor on your neck. Your brain never developed properly.” Shengsheng shook her head in pity and dusted off her clean hands.
“Two-faced woman! Today you’ll submit to this young lord whether you want to or not!”
Heir Pi lunged at Shengsheng.
She stood motionless and pretended to fear him. The instant his fat fingers nearly touched her, she pivoted neatly, clenched her fist, and struck his lower back.
Feeling the fat jiggle beneath her fist, Shengsheng shuddered. Then their dear Heir Fart went flying across the lake, hands flailing and feet performing phantom steps, before splashing into the far side.
Shengsheng shook her head, applauded, and marveled, “What was that, my friend? In all my life, I’ve never seen anyone make such an enormous splash!”
“Neither have I,” someone behind her agreed.
Delighted to meet a kindred spirit, Shengsheng turned. “Right? Right?”
Then her entire body, even her breath, froze.
A man in red stood behind her, arms crossed as he watched the flailing figure across the lake. Feeling Shengsheng’s gaze, he looked back and tilted his head slightly, his eyes asking why she was so surprised.
Shengsheng opened her mouth soundlessly and stared at a face whose sickly pallor still made it impossible to look away.
A freshly altered line suddenly surfaced in her heart.
Between moonlight and autumn waters, you are the third unrivaled beauty.
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Hello, I am A-Pang. This is what I witnessed at the scene. I absolutely must peddle this shamelessness. Good things should be shared, hahahaha!