Princess Yuhime

Chapter 11 Quarrel

Except for the weeping voice of the little maid, the hall was completely silent.

Su Jiming still maintained the movement of standing up, staring at Fuyue, his eyes were full of stubbornness.

When she stood up, she was just impulsive, but the more she looked at Fuyue, the more she felt that she made sense, she just sneezed, why use the guards, isn't it just to kill this little maid?

Besides, how could she watch such an innocent girl being forced to death by the feudal privileged class?This little court lady is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and she is only in junior high school in modern times, but now she is going to be swallowed up by this palace that eats people and does not spit out bones, so Su Jiming can't bear it.

Speaking of which, Su Jiming has traveled since time immemorial.Indeed, the wind has been going smoothly, and it is not smooth.

He defeated his aunt and concubine, wrote poems all over the capital, changed men's clothing to open a restaurant, which was an eye-opener, and made many sons fall in love with Feiqing and would not marry him.

She has been through for so long, but still lives as if she is in modern times. Although it makes people feel novel and straightforward, she is out of tune with this era after all. She has no sense of belonging and does not want to blend into this era.

She was still thinking, after all, she has traveled once, why can't she try to win this world once?

To put it bluntly, it is the arrogance and indulgence that people praise, and they don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick.She usually felt that Fuyue was delicate and extravagant, and she looked at her coldly and made fun of herself secretly, but she didn't realize that she was equally ignorant at all.

This kind of ignorance is her weapon, a power to break through everything, but it is also a source of trouble, such as now——

Fu Yue has never been spoken back so directly in her life. Usually, she would let her know what she wanted to do. How many people begged and rushed to do it. Although what Su Jiming said was still a question, but in Fu Yue On Yue's face, there was already a stormy expression.

"Why should this hall forgive her?"

Su Jiming and Fu Yue just looked at each other like this, neither of them would admit defeat.

The guards had already entered the gate of the palace, and they tied up the maid. The maid cried heart-rendingly, but kept kowtowing to Su Jiming, "Miss Su, save the servant girl, Miss Su, save the servant girl!" !"

Su Jiming was even more anxious, he had long forgotten how humble and docile he usually pretended to be, and his tone was full of accusations——

"She just sneezed, why did you take her life? Those who win the hearts of the people win the world. If you are like this, the whole hall will turn away from you, aren't you afraid?"

"Why should this hall be afraid?" Fuyue was clearly still a child, and there was a trace of ruthlessness that did not meet the age, but it was unique to the royal family.

"This hall is a fairy who came down to earth, and they should be grateful if they are lucky enough to serve this hall, centrifuge? What's the use of your sincerity?"

Su Jiming felt that the blood in her whole body was rushing to her brain, and she seemed to be split into two people, one was arguing with all her strength, the other was watching all this with cold eyes, mocking her powerlessness in her ear, especially When the maid was taken down by the guards, the crying became farther and farther away.

She had never recognized the privileged class so clearly. Fuyue was young and innocent, and said what was in her mind.But how many people don't say it on the mouth, but they still despise it in their hearts?

Su Jiming sneered, "Farewell. I'm not worthy of being a companion to you, right? Take care, Your Highness. It's best not to see each other again in the future."

After finishing speaking, he turned angrily and walked out of the palace gate.

Fuyue sat on the highest chair, her face turned pale with anger,

Si Huo, who was waiting on the sidelines, saw it and quickly poured a cup of tea for Fuyue. God knows how scared she was looking at just now, and she didn't dare to persuade her, fearing that she would suffer an indiscriminate disaster.

Unfortunately, at this time, Siyin came back from outside the hall. As soon as Sihuo saw the rescuers coming back, he immediately stepped forward courteously, wanting Siyin to persuade His Highness, but before Sihuo could say anything, Siyin had already nodded I understand—

"Your Highness, don't be angry."

The author has something to say:

Ah, I'm so sleepy, nodding while typing

thanks for reading, bows