Her urgent voice rang in his ears, but when Jiang Cheng turned his head slightly to look, he felt that the scene was slowed down, turning into a very subtle tremor at the corner of his mouth, his eyes closed and then opened again. Ke Bing... oh, I shouldn't say Miss De Mu Jia Xian's shaking of him was as heavy as an unbreakable stone plate.
The swamp was filled with mud, and Jiang Cheng was so stuck that he couldn't even turn around. In a daze, he realized his predicament.
This isn't a maid cafe or a school anniversary celebration where a bunch of beautiful young men and women in fancy clothes are putting on a show; it's a test.
He was thrown into an incredible dream world where a royal infighting was about to unfold before his eyes.
Princess Demu Jiaxian, who is of noble birth, wants to become the Empress of the Sakura Kingdom. However, she is outwardly strong but inwardly weak. Her eldest son, who is capable and has many supporters, is her number one rival, while her second son, who is cunning and wicked, is the number two contender.
Poor Ke Bing, the actress who played the role, couldn't even get the support of the coordinator to make a big effort to secure the role.
She could only whine and cry in front of an insignificant assassin.
They would say things like, "You absolutely mustn't die! You must use a mortal's sword to draw the king's blood and establish a new dynasty..." and "Then I'll make you my closest dog, a position comparable to that of a great eunuch in ancient times..."
Please, anyone with a brain wouldn't take this pie in the sky.
The eldest princess, seemingly sharp on the outside, is actually quite a fool on the inside.
Jiang Cheng couldn't help but sigh inwardly, his gaze towards her filled with sorrow.
This startled Ke Bing. Dressed in gorgeous clothes, she suddenly furrowed her beautiful brows and abruptly pulled away the hand that had been shaking him.
Why does that look... seem a bit disdainful?
"How dare you! You...you!" Ke Bing stammered "you" a couple of times, unable to finish her sentence, only biting her lip tightly, trying her best to maintain her composure.
Zhao Xuerou, who was all alone beside him, looked even more amusing, her brows furrowed.
He jumped up in a flash, ready to launch an attack!
But she had only stood up halfway when she realized that this was a bit presumptuous. If the princess minded, she would be punished by kneeling outside the palace for three days!
He quickly knelt down beside her again.
She pouted and glared fiercely at Jiang Cheng, gritting her teeth as if she wanted to poke two holes in him with her eyes.
Jiang Cheng found it very funny because Zhao Xuerou's looks were in no way inferior to Ke Bing's, and even slightly surpassed hers. In this scene, she had deliberately added a few freckles to her cheeks, and her lipstick was also smeared in a mess, turning her originally delicate cherry lips into thick, flowery lips.
This illustrates the strict hierarchy within the royal family.
Being too good-looking but having no social status is a sin.
Jiang Cheng suddenly remembered that Ke Bing and he had chatted a few times when they were in school.
Once, when we were talking about what we would do if so many things didn't happen, she brought up a very strange idea.
Ke Bing said she wanted to push a small cart to sell chilled lemonade!
Jiang Cheng was puzzled at the time, thinking that it must be very tiring and didn't earn much money.
Ke Bing shook his head and said, "No, I've looked into this stall. It's quite profitable. It sells at the night market at night, and doesn't set up a stall when it's hot or too cold. It sells in different cities, and once it makes money, it closes up and goes traveling."
It turns out that a life of wealth and comfort was never what she sought.
She'd rather die than be a canary in a cage.
Traveling across this vast land, I went up the mountain to learn about the Linglong Bagua, and read turtle comics on the street.
“I love the Ninja Turtles the most. Sometimes I want to crawl into the sewers.” That day by the river, Ke Bing sat on a bench and said this to him very seriously.
Inside the solemn and desolate ancient hall.
The walls are covered with countless reliefs, and the air is filled with a pleasant woody scent.
A few lamps cast a soft glow through the canvas painted with geishas.
Jiang Cheng removed the sashimi from the corner of his eye and sat up on his own, causing the two women to look at him with suspicion and uncertainty, and for a moment they forgot to say anything.
He understood this hurdle.
Knocking on the heart, it's still knocking on the heart.
External things are what one excels at, and internal things are what one understands based on one's own understanding.
In a sense, it was also a test for Jiang Cheng himself.
"Who told you to get up??? Miss hasn't finished her meal yet!" Zhao Xuerou grabbed a carved jade bamboo strip from the table, which was used to pat the fish to prevent it from turning sour, and was about to smash it down on him!
However, the scenario he had envisioned—being a silent and helpless victim—did not materialize.
Jiang Cheng easily caught the jade bamboo strip with a gentle reach, and looked at De Mu Jiaxian, whose face was gloomy. She was sitting upright in her gorgeous clothes.
On the couch at the back, there were many books and blankets for resting.
It seems that even though Demukia is locked in this palace, she is still making tireless progress, or rather, her ambition has never been extinguished.
“Those who are truly talented are not necessarily outwardly fierce.” Jiang Cheng looked directly into her eyes, his gaze deep and gleaming with an indescribable light.
This sentence comes from the Japanese book "Konjaku Monogatari".
It was also the important content of the book on top of the bed, Volume Two, Page Thirty-Four.
"What did you say?!" The impatient Xiao Rou felt that it was extremely disrespectful for lowly servants like the Shogunate's assassins to look the princess in the eye.
Unexpectedly, after hearing Jiang Cheng's words...
De Mu Jia Xian's eyes flickered, and her ample figure, hidden beneath her elegant robe, rose and fell rhythmically.
He looks like he's in a very bad mood.
Are you mocking me?
"So what? What are you planning to do to me?" Jiang Cheng retorted.
“I’ll kill you! There are a hundred wicked servants in this palace. With a single command, they can pounce on you and tear you to pieces. They can rip your body out and throw it outside to feed the dogs. Crushing you to death would be a piece of cake.”
"And what about outside here?" Jiang Cheng's lips curled into a mocking smile. "You can't even crush a rat outside, so I'll have to do it for you."
Demu Jiaxian glared at him but didn't refute.
Of course she knew Jiang Cheng was telling the truth.
She was unique within this palace, but a caged canary can only be arrogant within its cage.
The reason she acted so fiercely was actually to mask her inner weakness.
"So what do you want?" Demu Jiaxian raised an eyebrow.
Jiang Cheng smiled, his face displaying an undeniable decisiveness. His entire demeanor was completely different from the timid, shrinking assassin that others knew. He pointed at Zhao Xuerou and said in a deep voice, "Get me a pair of pants to wear first!"
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