Castration⌠This woman⌠Long MuChen instinctively clamped both of his legs together.
âWhat will you do if I donât agree?â Long MuChen spoke indifferently.
This damn man, is he blind? Doesnât he see a sweet beautiful girl crying for helpâŚ?
Qian DuoDuo gnashed her teeth and stopped pretending to be weak. She valiantly threatened, âIf you dare to rat BenGuNiang out, Iâll just press you on the ground and look for RuHua[1] so she can fall on you and press you on the ground! And then, when the mess has stopped, Iâll sell you as a duck[2](gigolo)!â
Whoâs RuHua? Isnât duck supposed to be for eating?
There were a lot of questions inside Long MuChenâs brain, but he instinctively knew that this woman must have been cursing himâŚ
He had just wanted to open his mouth and ask, yet he already saw Qian DuoDuo loftily raise her little chin. She humphed once and took her maid to leave right away. Looking like that, it didnât need to be explained how angry she was.
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After about half an hour, Xiao Ruo had dragged Qian DuoDuo back into her room. She helped her change her clothes into a white pleated skirt and used a basin of water to wash her face until it was white and tender again.
However, when XiaoJie married from her family, there was no head accessory as dowry. She also wasnât favored after she entered wangfu. Therefore, she could only put her long thick hair into a simple braid.
However, even if it was just this, XiaoJieâs beauty was unparalleled.
During the whole process, Qian DuoDuo was just like a dead fish, letting Xiao Ruo toss her around as she pleased. Qian DuoDuo walked with a drooped head the whole way towards the front hall.
âCome! Send someone to Ning Hui Yuan; tie that woman and bring her here! Alive, have to see the person, dead, have to see the corpse!â Inside the hall, Long YuTianâs ear-splitting, ice-cold roar exploded, almost bringing those subordinates to their knees.
Damn woman, Huang Shu has been here for an incense stick of time. Does she have gold pasted on herface[3]? Does she need to be invited with an eight-bearers palanquin[4]?
Qian DuoDuo had just reached the door yet she already heard that roar. The person hadnât yet walk through the door, but she already pointed at the inside of the hall and shouted, âLong YuTian! Are you asking me to come or what!? Shouting so loudly!â
Long YinTian wondered, who would be so presumptuous to actually dare to straightforwardly shout San Geâs name and say in front of everyone that she was being asked to come?
He curiously turned his head and saw a white silhouette approaching swaggeringly.
He still hadnât had time to clearly see her appearance when he heard âaiyou~~~â groan.
It had only been three days since Qian DuoDuo crossed through to this place. She still wasnât used to the ancient timesâ multiple layered, full-length skirt that wrapped around her until she looked like a zongzi[5]. Who would have thought that one careless moment while she swaggered and shouted, she would step on her skirt? Her body swayed for a short while in front of the door before she directly fell and rolled on the ground, stopping with her soles up, facing the sky.
Coincidentally, it was raining a moment ago, so the ground was muddy. Qian DuoDuoâs face drilled into a muddy puddle, so her white face immediately resumed its dark appearance.
The people inside the hall watched as Qian DuoDuo crawled up from the puddle, stunned. She then âpei peiâ (pooh!) spat out the mud around her mouth and massaged her butt. She even tore her throat and howled, âAiyouwei~~~ My little waist~~~!â
Long YinTian finally regained his soul back. He couldnât help but burst out with laughter. Isnât this WangFei a bit too unusual⌠The first meeting is already so unique!
He glanced at Long YuTianâs face. It was livid. His teeth were making âge geâ sounds as he ground them with hate.
Xiao Ruo hastily helped Qian DuoDuo up and worriedly asked, âXiaoJie, are you all right?â
âAll rightâŚ? Which one of your eyes sees me all right? You get down a bit and take a look⌠My little waist is about to breakâŚâ Qian DuoDuo, completely ignoring the stupefied gazes that watched her from the side, pulled her skirt open and grumbled.
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* [1] RuHua (ĺŚčą/rĂşâhuÄ): lit. flowery/like a flower. BUT, in this case, RuHua is a character from Chinese movie âäšĺčéşťĺŽâ. (I hope this is the RuHua the author meant, but RuHua in Cantonese seems to be a slang for ladyboy or ugly girl. Pict cr. baidu)
* [3]Gold pasted on oneâs face (č¸ä¸č´´é/liÇn shang tiÄ jÄŤn): blow oneâs own trumpet [horn]; put feathers in the caps of (sb.). Act swaggeringly, think highly of oneâs self.
* [4]Eight-Bearers Palanquin (ĺ ŤćŹĺ¤§č˝ż/bÄâtĂĄiâdĂ âjiĂ o): people who use eight-bearers palanquin usually are important person. The phrase figuratively means treating someone as guest of honor, VVIP~~~
* [5]ZongZi (粽ĺ/zòngâzi): glutinous rice with filling wrapped in leaves.