Chapter 114: She is the Noble Lady of Destiny
Song Anbang was stunned by the sudden slap, and before he could react, several more slaps landed in succession.
Jiang Sijin, standing to the side, was dumbfounded. One slap would have been enough, why the repeated slaps? After all, Song Anbang was now a marquis, at least.
Song Anbang was stunned by the first slap and remained in a daze for a few moments before he failed to dodge the subsequent slaps.
After realizing what was happening, they instinctively began to dodge.
Seeing that Song Anbang dared to dodge, Su Zhenzhen became even more furious and used even more force.
Having been sent here for so long, I've either been used as a sacrifice by ignorant villagers or chased by barbarians. If it weren't for the green-eyed people who made it feel like a real-life Plants vs. Zombies battle, I would have been scared by an old lady while using the toilet, and even bitten by a lustful demon if I wasn't careful. Now I'm too afraid to eat anything.
Ghosts are not to be vented on, and demons are no match for you. But you are a hypocritical scoundrel, and I can't even hit you?
As long as I don't kill him, it won't count as my karma.
You still dare to hide?
Su Zhenzhen despised the behavior of petty people more than anything else in her life, let alone Song Anbang, who was the pettiest of all.
While venting his own anger, he was also venting his own anger on behalf of Hensheng. If this guy hadn't betrayed him at the crucial moment, poor Jiang Yichun might have been able to hold on a little longer, and Hensheng wouldn't have had to be sent to the border region right after birth and live in a thatched hut for twenty years without seeing the light of day.
Su Zhenzhen is really annoyed right now because of the performance pressure of getting a permanent position, plus all the things she has encountered in this unfamiliar time and space. Don't be fooled by her seemingly carefree and cheerful appearance; she is actually just a young girl who has just entered the workforce.
This pent-up resentment had been buried deep inside her, and today she finally found an outlet for it. Su Zhenzhen was determined to vent her anger.
Even though Song Anbang had learned a few moves, it was far from enough to impress a professional like Su Zhenzhen.
He tried to escape her, but she couldn't.
Song Anbang's dodging speed was no match for the speed at which Su Zhenzhen's slap fell; it looked as if they were performing a duet.
The viewers in the live stream cheered.
[Today's content was worth watching; the female lead assaulted him in his groin.]
[I knew it! This kind of back-and-forth plot is much more interesting.]
Seeing Song Anbang's face turn into a pig's head after being beaten by Su Zhenzhen, Jiang Sijin finally stopped watching the spectacle.
Although she hated Song Anbang to the core, once she learned that Su Zhenzhen was the "Heavenly Noblewoman," she knew that this man couldn't die so easily.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Jiang Sijin grabbed Su Zhenzhen's arm as if she had just remembered something. "Let's talk things out, don't hit people."
Su Zhenzhen had already fought enough and was willing to give Jiang Sijin face, so she stopped her attack.
"Marquis of Gratitude? Ungrateful! I don't know who gave you that title, they certainly have good taste and insight." Su Zhenzhen didn't forget to launch another round of verbal attacks, "Our small mountain village is too small to accommodate a Marquis like you, so you should go back to where you came from!"
After saying that, Su Zhenzhen left with a swift and decisive figure.
Song Anbang was beaten so badly that he had no chance to fight back. At this moment, he could only grit his teeth and stare at Su Zhenzhen's back.
Jiang Sijin quickly seized the opportunity, "Do you want to get revenge?"
Song Anbang stared at the face whose eyes he couldn't see clearly. It was already frightening enough, but he still had to put on a strange smile.
"Using someone else to do the dirty work? I'm not stupid."
Jiang Sijin raised her chin in a seemingly nonchalant manner, "That's a pity. I'm afraid your plan to use the emperor to command the feudal lords will be in vain."
Song Anbang immediately changed his tone, "What do you mean?"
Jiang Sijin sneered inwardly. This ungrateful wretch was running northwest at this time, most likely because of Hensheng. Putting aside how he knew Hensheng's whereabouts, this man wouldn't do anything without a reason. Who knows if he had left himself a way out when he betrayed Jiang Yichun.
What I need to do is grasp this psychology of his, so that we can have something to talk about next.
"What do I mean?" Jiang Sijin circled around Song Anbang, clicking her tongue repeatedly as she looked him over. "You don't actually believe your sister is some kind of destined noblewoman, do you? What kind of feng shui does your Song family have to produce someone with such a good fate?"
Song Anbang's skills might be lacking, but how could his tongue be any better? He immediately retorted sarcastically, "Our Song family is at least well-established and has a long history dating back to ancient times. Unlike some peasant girl who, after getting a bit of good fortune, thinks she's become a golden phoenix and, in the end, is willing to harm even her own flesh and blood for wealth and glory."
"You!" Jiang Sijin liked to hit people when she was unhappy, but she knew that the person in front of her had no martial ethics. If he set her on fire again, she might get injured. So she could only swallow her anger for the time being.
"If your family could truly produce such a noblewoman, how come the country fell into ruin after she married into the royal family? Your brother, the Empress, even betrayed the country, which shows you don't believe in your family's feng shui." Jiang Sijin had learned a thing or two from so many verbal battles, so she threw the question back at Song Anbang, using his own words against him.
If you believe your sister is a woman of destiny, capable of giving birth to a benevolent ruler for all time, why would you open the city gates to the rebels? It's clear you yourself don't believe it.
It was obvious that Song Anbang didn't want to talk about this topic, so he abruptly steered the conversation forward, "So what exactly do you want to do?"
Seeing that she had achieved her goal, Jiang Sijin happily pointed in the direction Su Zhenzhen had left.
"She is that destined noblewoman."
Song Anbang neither agreed nor disagreed. Indeed, after the National Preceptor's parable came out, many people considered themselves extraordinary, but in the end, if you randomly grabbed a fortune teller on the street and had them analyze your birth chart, you would find that your fate was as broken as could be.
He had heard that the emperor had killed many people for this, a story that Song Anbang had grown tired of hearing since childhood. Therefore, he never thought that his younger sister would be a noblewoman destined for greatness, and only assumed that the emperor, who was traveling incognito, had taken a liking to her character and personality.
"Do you believe it? If there really were a benevolent ruler throughout the ages, would the world be in the state it is today?"
Jiang Sijin, however, was convinced. "I can't speak for anything else, but this woman's abilities are indeed extraordinary. Even if they aren't, why don't we take a gamble?"
Upon hearing this, Song Anbang also became interested, "How do you want to bet?"
Jiang Sijin leaned closer and whispered in a voice only they could hear.
Song Anbang glanced at Jiang Sijin with considerable surprise, "As expected, a woman's heart is the most poisonous. How could you do this? She looks like a young girl."
Jiang Sijin, however, didn't care at all. "Those who want to achieve great things must not be bothered by trifles. You can betray your brother-in-law who has been kind to you, so you don't expect to feel sorry for an insignificant stranger at this time, do you?"
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