Chapter 14 Like a dog, he crawled to his sister's side.
Jin Suiqing peeked out in disbelief and saw the man called "Yu Yi" take two steps back, pointing at Hui Hong's nose with uncontrollable rage: "Go away, go back."
Huihong tugged at his sleeve and shook her head: "You're injured."
Yu Yi: "This is none of your business, get lost!"
“No,” Huihong shed two tears and wiped her face. “Didn’t you say that we are from the same hometown and have no one to rely on in the capital? We should help each other. Brother Yu, you are injured. I can’t abandon you alone.”
Yu Yi remained silent, looked up at the sky, and, lost in thought, chuckled softly, pulling away from Hui Hong's hand: "I was just lying to you."
Huihong was taken aback: "You're talking nonsense."
Yu Yi scoffed, "You're too naive, Huihong. You believe everything others say. I came to the capital alone and saw you at the Jin family. I wanted to find a backer, so I said those things on purpose."
gigolo?
Jin Suiqing thought to herself, "Is Huihong's taste really that bad?"
Huihong even forgot to cry, and said woodenly, "But...but I gave you money, and you didn't want it...give it back to me..."
"It's normal to spend money to curry favor. Who knew you were so useless that you couldn't even get me a job at the Jin residence?"
Huihong: "But, but you never said that. You said you would rely on yourself..."
"Can't you even understand polite phrases?"
Huihong pouted, forcing a smile: "Brother Yu, if you want to go to the Jin residence, I'll help you right now..."
"Alright, stop bothering me. I have a new backer now, I don't need you anymore, you can leave."
“I’m not leaving,” Huihong said, trembling as she took the sachet off her waist and handed it to him, crying, “Brother Yu, you gave me this too. You said we would buy a house in the capital together and live together.”
Yu Yi merely glanced at it and said, "Just pretend I didn't say anything. Keep that thing as a souvenir."
After saying that, he turned and went into the courtyard without looking back, closed the gate, and ignored Huihong, who was crying uncontrollably.
Jin Suiqing was furious.
She didn't make a note of it, and quietly waited for Huihong.
After Huihong finished crying, she wiped the tears off her face, straightened her collar, and then opened her hands, first throwing down the sachet.
A moment later, tears streamed down her face again. She bent down, picked up the sachet, dusted it off, and carefully placed it in her bosom. She cried for a while longer before walking out.
As they reached the alley entrance, Jin Suiqing reached out and grabbed her.
Huihong was startled and cried out. When she saw her clearly, she said, "Little Princess, what are you doing here? Weren't you attending the flower-viewing banquet at Zuixianlou today? Why have you even changed your clothes?"
Jin Suiqing: "I was feeling a bit bored, so I ran out early. The clothes... are nice, I like them, so I changed into them."
Huihong rubbed her swollen eyes and exclaimed in surprise, "Where is the young master? Didn't he come out with you?"
Jin Suiqing snorted coldly: "Don't mention him."
Strangely, Huihong felt a sense of shared misfortune from Jin Suiqing.
Girls are always perceptive, and Jin Suiqing is no exception. Both of them were played by "scumbags," and the indescribable aura of "resentment" emanating from them was always similar.
Huihong asked, "You two, are you arguing?"
Jin Suiqing curled his lip and scoffed.
"It's not as simple as just arguing," Jin Suiqing thought to herself.
What does it matter if she has a brother and sister relationship? In Kim Si-ok's heart, the desire to kill her has never changed from childhood to adulthood.
Jin Suiqing frowned, thought for a long time, then grabbed Huihong's hand and said seriously, "Huihong, can I trust you?"
Huihong frowned, looking even more aggrieved, and said, "Little Princess, you've never believed me, have you?"
Jin Suiqing was stunned by the question: "No, I didn't."
Huihong: "What is that?"
Your best friend, who was hurt by a jerk, starts questioning your relationship with her.
Jin Suiqing blushed with shame: "Yes..."
Jin Suiqing gritted his teeth, wanting to reveal the whole story of his origins.
Before she could even utter the words "I'm fake," her mouth felt as if it were glued shut with superglue, and she couldn't open it no matter what she did. Her nose was also covered up, and she couldn't breathe.
Huihong looked at Jin Suiqing's inexplicably crimson color and asked in confusion, "What is it?"
"Ugh... Ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh!"
Seeing that Jin Suiqing's breathing was becoming increasingly shallow and her eyes were rolling back, Huihong said anxiously, "Little Princess, what's wrong? Don't scare me!"
“…Ugh…cough cough…no, nothing,” Jin Suiqing took a deep breath, “I just…I was just angry.”
Jin Suiqing was already cursing the system's ancestors.
This dog system, it doesn't give you a headache, so you've switched to suffocation play, huh?
That bastard is getting more and more perverted.
Clearly, the system was using this twisted method to warn her against revealing the plot.
Jin Suiqing calmed her breathing: "Actually, I'm not stupid, I was just pretending."
Huihong blinked and smiled brightly: "I've never thought the little princess was stupid."
Jin Suiqing: ...
Even if she develops dementia, Huihong probably wouldn't think she's stupid.
Jin Suiqing organized her thoughts, avoiding the plot, and briefly recounted to Huihong the theft case, the cheating case, and the attitudes of the two people in Ziwei City towards her.
Huihong didn't understand and was completely confused, but she grasped the key point that she could understand and covered her mouth in horror: "Does the young princess mean that the owner of Zuixianlou wants to kill you and that your life is in danger?"
Jin Suiqing waved her hand: "She's not going to take action now, but who knows what might happen in the future."
It's possible that Qin Xianglan wasn't the one in a hurry to take action.
It's more likely that those two Huangfus, in order to set a trap, killed her first and then framed Qin Xianglan.
Huihong asked anxiously, "How can I help you?"
Jin Suiqing pondered for a moment: "Let's go back to Zuixianlou first."
"Are you going back?"
Jin Suiqing nodded: "I have already presumptuously missed the flower viewing banquet before it was over. However, given the situation inside the building, I will leave Qin Xianglan aside for the time being. I have to give her face."
Seeing that Huihong didn't understand, Jin Suiqing took her hand and explained, "This scene still needs to be acted out."
She couldn't let the Empress realize she was pretending to be stupid, nor could she let Qin Xianglan be certain that she knew the inside story of the cheating case.
The incident itself is not complicated; the key is to balance the forces around her at the right time.
And coincidentally, the key to the matter was already in her hands.
He was confident and composed, like gold shattered in his heart.
*
Inside the Kui dragon's belly, dragons and phoenixes are carved and painted, displaying an extravagant and luxurious style.
A woman in elegant attire, around forty years old, sat leisurely drinking tea at the tea table. She was none other than Boss Qin, who was described by ordinary people as having "a face as beautiful as an angel."
Qin Xianglan differs greatly from the popular descriptions.
Qin Xianglan was not a stunning beauty; she had an extremely ordinary appearance, the kind of person who would not be noticed by anyone in a crowd.
She was not as slender, alluring, and captivating as outsiders described her.
In fact, Qin Xianglan came from a humble background and was sold into slavery in the mines in her early years. After years of hard labor, she grew to be eight feet tall and developed a muscular physique that was larger than that of an average man. Even after she became successful, she did not stop exercising to maintain her robust figure.
After all, this Drunken Immortal Pavilion was built by her own hands, punch by punch.
He used his fists to run businesses for the people of Ziwei City, launder dirty money, rent land, and run taverns.
Along the way, Qin Xianglan had a lot of dirt on influential people.
She was ambitious; she wanted not only money but also power.
If someone of low social status can't pass the imperial examinations to become an official, then send one of your own people to be an official.
How can we tell if someone is one of our own?
Only by having leverage over someone can they be considered one of their own—this has always been Qin Xianglan's belief.
If you walk by the river often enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet.
Qin Xianglan's face remained calm, but the Duke of England in front of her was restless.
The Duke of England pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his brow, but the more he wiped, the more sweat appeared, to no avail. He anxiously asked the man waiting by the window for news, "Hasn't Jin Suiqing been found yet?"
Qin Xianglan's large, calloused fingers picked up the purple clay teapot and elegantly poured tea for him: "So what if you found it?"
The Duke of England was taken aback: "What do you mean?"
Qin Xianglan smiled and said, "I just find it a bit boring."
The British man slammed his fist on the table, saying, "If it weren't for your people's shady dealings, would I have gone to all this trouble, risking offending the Empress and the Jin family, to organize this ridiculous banquet to get Jin Suiqing out? If we don't find that little brat, we're both dead!"
Qin Xianglan: "I really didn't expect Zhang Yuyi to dare to keep a backup. Although I can't move him, I have his indenture in my hand, and I broke his legs, so he can't run away. We can discuss it later. What method do you plan to use to interrogate the little princess? Whether you get anything out of her or not, what will you do with her afterward?"
"Who in the capital doesn't know that the little princess is an exceptionally stupid person? If we can't find out through interrogation, let's find an unexpected excuse to kill her."
"I agree with your decisive attitude, but, fool?" Qin Xianglan smiled. "If the young princess were truly a fool, would she have disappeared during Zhang Yuyi's storytelling performance?"
The British Duke paused for a moment, then fell into deep thought.
Qin Xianglan touched her newly painted nails: "If I'm not mistaken, the young princess should have already returned to the Jin residence by now."
Duke of England: "Impossible. Jin Shiyu did not leave Zuixianlou. Jin Suiqing is very close to this brother, so it's impossible for him to leave."
Qin Xianglan scoffed and fell silent.
A moment later, the person by the window received the message and whispered something in her ear.
Qin Xianglan's expression suddenly changed drastically.
"What? They've found the young princess?"
Zuixianlou, one floor.
Countless guests gathered in front of the stage, looking down at Jin Suiqing, who was crying her heart out in the wooden frame.
Her cries were louder than a suona horn.
During the quiet moments between performances, guests in the lobby on the first floor heard a loud "thud" from under the stage, followed immediately by the ear-piercing cries of the young princess.
This seemed to be quite a torment for the guests.
Previously, it was like listening to celestial music; now, my ears are ringing.
When the curtain was lifted, Jin Suiqing was crying and wailing, covering her forehead and calling out "Brother, brother" over and over again.
It seems that the little princess crawled down to the bottom of the stage, which was less than half a person's height, bumped her head, and cried out in pain, looking for Jin Shiyu.
No one dared to touch her.
Soon after, Kim Si-ok arrived.
When Jin Suiqing saw him arrive, she stretched out her arms, adopting the posture of a crying toddler wanting to be held: "Brother, I've been looking for you for so long, where have you been!"
She cried out, "My head hurts so much! Waaaaaah!"
Under the watchful eyes of the distinguished guests, Kim Si-ok stood by the stage, quietly watching his younger sister crying inside.
That familiar, mocking gaze had fallen upon him countless times.
Kim Si-ok knew they wanted to see him crawl down from the stage like a dog, crawl to his stupid master's side.
A note from the author:
Wishing all the students a relaxed mindset and good luck on their high school entrance exams!
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