Chapter 475: A Long and Heavy Road Ahead
Zhao Zhao strode in, the soft whip made of black python skin and inlaid with gold thread at his waist swaying slightly with his movements.
The pigeon blood ruby on the whip handle reflected a dazzling light, complementing her blazing aura.
Before the person arrived, a clear and somewhat magnetic voice arrived first:
"I heard you crying from so far away. Is it because of Cui Huailin again?"
She walked closer and waved her hand casually to let the palace maid off the hook. Her eyes fell on Miaomiao's tear-stained face, which was still stained with snack crumbs. She frowned in disdain:
"Look at how little you've achieved! He's just a man, is he worth all these gold beans? Hurry up and wipe it, your nose is about to bubble up!"
Although her words were impolite, she had already pulled out a plain Hangzhou silk handkerchief from her sleeve.
His movements were not gentle but he wiped his sister's face carefully enough.
The fingertips occasionally touched Miaomiao's soft cheek, with the slightly rough touch unique to martial artists.
Miaomiao was intimidated by her sister's momentum. She sobbed and stopped crying, only sobbing softly:
"Zhao Zhao...he...he said I was fat and thought I was stupid...wu..."
"Bullshit!"
Zhao Zhao's eyebrows raised and she exploded instantly.
"Is it really the turn of a minister like him to pick on my legitimate princess of Dayan?"
"I think he's read too much and his brain has become rigid. He really thinks he's a piece of cake!"
The more he spoke, the angrier he became, his dark eyes sparking with fire: "He's spoiled! He dared to let my crybaby get mad at me, I think he deserves a beating!"
Before he finished speaking, he pulled out the soft whip from his waist with a "swish", which looked tough.
The whip shook, and the crisp sound of it breaking through the air frightened all the palace maids around.
"Just wait! I'm going to drag him over here and make him kneel before you and kowtow and admit his fault! Let's see if he dares to look down on others again!"
After saying that, she turned around and rushed out in a hurry, like a beautiful female leopard ready to pounce on its prey.
"Zhao Zhao! Don't go!"
Miaomiao didn't care about crying anymore. She rushed over and hugged Zhaozhao's arm holding the whip tightly, hanging on her.
"Don't go! Zhao Zhao, don't go!"
She was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes again and she shook her head hurriedly:
"I... I don't want him to admit his mistake... I just feel bad... Please don't hit him... I, I don't want him to get hurt..."
When these words were spoken, Zhao Zhao was so angry that he almost fell over, fuming!
She turned her head sharply and glared at her disappointing sister.
The slender index finger poked Miaomiao's smooth and plump forehead hard, causing her head to tilt back.
"Yan Ruoqing! Can you have some ambition?! Huh?!"
"He's already trampled you into the mud, and you're still protecting him?! You call that love? That's called being a jerk!"
Zhao Zhao's chest heaved violently and he was very angry.
“I…I didn’t…”
Miaomiao shrank her neck, tears falling even harder, but she still held Zhaozhao's arm tightly and muttered softly:
"I...I just like him..."
"You like a..."
Zhao Zhao swallowed the word "fart" back.
Seeing Miaomiao's cowardly and infatuated look, the anger rushed to his head, burning his forehead.
She shook off Miaomiao's hand, pointed at her nose and yelled angrily:
"Okay! Just protect him! I want to see how long you can protect him!"
"When he marries another 'thin and intelligent' noblewoman, I wonder who you'll find to cry to!"
After saying that, he snorted coldly, put the whip back to his waist with a "snap", turned around and walked away.
The fiery back was filled with anger, as if if he stayed a moment longer he would be enraged by this suffocating infatuation.
Inside the hall, Miaomiao looked in the direction where Zhaozhao disappeared, opened her mouth, and tears flowed even harder.
She silently lay back down on the small table, her shoulders twitching, looking even more pitiful and helpless than before.
Tang Bao and Tang Zhuan looked at each other and sighed in their hearts.
Well, Princess Changle's visit has only added fuel to the fire. His Highness's grief will never end.
The hall became quiet again, with only Miaomiao's suppressed sobs, the ticking of the night watchman, and the increasingly loud cicadas outside the window.
Zhao Zhao was so angry that she walked away, but thinking of the little crybaby, she couldn't bear it and turned back.
Tang Bao Tang Hua was at a loss, and when she looked up, she saw the fiery red figure coming back.
The anger on Zhao Zhao's face had not subsided, and there was even a hint of frustration and annoyance.
She took a few steps to Miaomiao, and seeing her pitiful appearance curled up in a ball, she didn't scold her anymore, but just made a "tsk" sound in annoyance.
"That's enough! Stop howling!"
The sound was still clear, but it had slowed down a lot.
"What's the point of crying here? Will it make him change his mind or make you thinner and smarter?"
Miaomiao raised her tear-filled face and looked at Zhaozhao who had returned with a blank and aggrieved look.
Zhao Zhao took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and lifted Miao Miao up from the small table.
"Look at you! You're willing to die for a man and bring shame to the princess!"
She was so strong that Miaomiao staggered. She hurriedly held onto her arm to steady herself, and said with a heavy nasal voice:
“Zhao Zhao…?”
"Doesn't he think you're fat and stupid?"
A sharp light flashed in Zhao Zhao's dark eyes, like an eagle aiming at its prey.
"Okay! Let's show him!"
"Tangbao sugar painting!" Zhao Zhao ordered loudly.
"Remove all of your Highness's greasy, sweet pastries! From today on, the meals in Changning Palace will follow my rules!"
"Also, go get those sets of 'Rules for Women' and 'Instructions for Women' from my palace, as well as those simple books on history, strategy, and military theory from my eldest brother's study!"
Miaomiao was so stunned that she even forgot to cry: "Zhao Zhao...what are you doing?"
"what?"
Zhao Zhao raised his eyebrows, a smile that was a mixture of provocation and confidence appeared on the corner of his lips: "I will help you to be reborn!"
"Doesn't he want a thin, intelligent woman who can be the wife of a noble family?"
"Let's practice for him to see! Lose weight, practice martial arts, read, and learn wisdom! I'll personally watch you!"
"I want to see, when my Miaomiao becomes slim and graceful, and talented and intelligent, will Cui Huailin still be able to say what he said today?"
"You won't regret it when you see him!"
Zhao Zhao's words were like thunder, making Miao Miao dizzy.
Lose weight? Practice martial arts? Read?
Just thinking about these words makes my legs weak and my stomach hungry.
“No… I don’t want to…”
Miaomiao resisted subconsciously, shaking her head like a rattle.
"It's so hard... Besides, if I still can't do it, he will look down on me even more..."
"Yan Ruoqing!"
The anger that Zhao Zhao had just suppressed came up again.
"Can you be a little more courageous?!"
"He humiliated you so much today, don't you want to fight back?"
"Do I have to lie on the ground for the rest of my life so he can look down on me?!"
"I……"
Miaomiao shrank back when she was yelled at, tears welling up in her eyes again.
But looking at Zhao Zhao's burning gaze, the self-esteem in the deepest part of his heart that was crushed by Cui Huailin seemed to jump slightly.
Is she really...that unbearable?
Thinking of Cui Huailin's cold and calm eyes and his merciless evaluation, my heart began to ache sharply again.
If...if she could really change for the better, would he...would he look at her differently?
This thought was like a spark falling into dry grass, instantly igniting a faint hope.
Tang Bao listened at the side and thought that although the eldest princess's method was harsh, it was a good idea to divert attention, so she hurriedly advised:
"Your Highness, Princess Changle is right. Let's fight for our place and impress him!"
Tang Hua also agreed: "Yes, Your Highness, you have a good foundation. If you were a little thinner, you would definitely be the second most beautiful princess in Dayan! If you are well-educated and sensible, who would dare to say anything bad about you in the future?"
Miaomiao bit her lip, struggling fiercely inside.
On one side is the lazy and hedonistic nature, the instinctive desire for good food and comfort;
On the other side, there was the remaining unwilling fire after being shattered by Cui Huailin, and the strong medicine injected by Zhao Zhao.
After a long while, she sniffed, her voice thick with tears, as thin as a mosquito's buzz, but clear as a bell:
"...Then...then for dinner tonight...can we still have lotus root starch and peach blossom candy cake?"
Zhao Zhao: “…”
Sugar Baby, Sugar Painting: "..."
Zhao Zhao closed his eyes, resisting the urge to whip again, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth:
“…You can only eat one piece!”
Miaomiao nodded with tears in her eyes, as if accepting some harsh treaty, but her little hand had already honestly touched the last small piece of candy cake on the plate and held it in her palm cherishingly.
While chewing on it, he looked at Zhao Zhao's bright face which was full of "harsh training".
I began to shed silent tears for my bleak and unappetizing future.
The collar of the primrose yellow palace dress was slightly tilted due to the pulling and rubbing just now, revealing a delicate neck like jade.
The lilac branches on the hem of the skirt were also a little wrinkled, highlighting the owner's tragic and aggrieved expression.
Like a delicate flower about to be baptized by a rainstorm, it looks pitiful and a little funny.
Zhao Zhao felt both angry and distressed when he saw her like this, but in the end all his emotions turned into a helpless sigh.
The road to Miaomiao's "transformation" and to slap Cui Huailin in the face is long and arduous.
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