"There are many unpleasant rumors about Miss Huang, but in my heart, Miss Huang is completely flawless." Thinking that she had accepted the hairpin he had given her, Jiang Sheng became happy again.
Du Chenyan frowned slightly, suppressing his displeasure, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that Brother Jiang, who is only interested in the classics, would also be tempted by worldly desires. Miss Huang is no ordinary girl. If Brother Jiang wants to marry her, he will have to go to the capital to take the imperial examination."
“Brother Shenyan, I understand what you mean. So I dare not discuss marriage with you for now. I will wait until I go to the capital and become the top scholar in the imperial examination before I will come to propose marriage.” Jiang Sheng’s eyes showed a firm look.
Du Chenyan smiled and said, "Then I wish Brother Jiang all the best in becoming the top scholar."
"Thank you, Brother Shenyan."
"By the way, Brother Jiang, what promise did you make to the Prime Minister's wife today?" Du Chenyan asked.
Jiang Sheng sighed, "The Prime Minister's wife said yesterday that if anyone could repel the enemy, she would marry the young lady to him. I said at the time that I had a way."
"I see, I understand. I am your solution. Now that the enemy has been defeated, the Prime Minister's wife must keep her promise." Du Chenyan originally wanted to laugh, but after saying this, he couldn't laugh anymore.
Jiang Sheng scratched her head sheepishly. "I dare not ask the Prime Minister to agree now. I only hope that the Prime Minister can give me a chance."
"Does Miss Huang like you?" Du Chenyan asked.
"I think she must like me." Jiang Sheng would often lose himself in thought whenever he thought about his time with Huang Ningmeng.
Seeing his absent-minded look, Du Chenyan couldn't bear it any longer and got up to go back to his room.
In the courtyard where the Huang family was temporarily staying, Huang Ningmeng had just returned to her room that morning when she tore off her veil and threw it on the ground.
"Master, Master, don't be angry, calm down. Ji Rufeng is a bastard."
"I won't allow you to insult him."
"Okay, okay, I won't scold him anymore, Master, please calm down."
I don't know how to appease her anymore.
Huang Ningmeng gritted her teeth in anger. How could she possibly calm down?
"Miss, what's wrong? Lord Du came to save us, shouldn't we be happy?" Rongyin picked up her veil from behind, completely baffled as to why she was so angry.
"fine."
"You say you're fine? This is the first time Rongyin has seen you lose your temper like this. Even when you argue with Madam, you've never really gotten angry before."
Huang Ning thought for a moment, but still couldn't hold back her anger. She slammed her hand on the table and said, "Rongyin, I'm not eating today!"
"Oh dear, Miss, how can you not eat? You can't be angry with your stomach, what if you get hungry?" Rongyin coaxed gently.
The ring sighed. Although it felt sorry for its owner seeing her so angry, it had to admit that this was how she looked when she saw her true love.
He is responsive to joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and all his emotions are genuine.
"I said I won't eat, and I won't. I can't eat. Rongyin, go and make me a pot of tea."
"Well... alright." Rong Yin hesitated for a moment, but then she remembered that she could bring some snacks with her.
Huang Ningmeng sat on the soft couch, her elbows resting on the table, her hand supporting her forehead, barely suppressing her anger.
“Master, we only know about things in the future, not right now. We still have a chance to change things,” the ring comforted her.
Huang Ningmeng temporarily put all those upsetting things out of her mind. "Xiao Jie, don't you think some things are really wrong?"
"What's wrong?" The ring was so focused on comforting her that it didn't think about anything else.
“We mistook Jiang Sheng for Ru Feng,” Huang Ningmeng remarked.
The ring snorted, "It's obvious who's behind this."
Huang Ningmeng said, "The fact that the curse can still invade my soul and tamper with it is enough to explain the problem."
“Master, we are still in the cursed world. We can avoid its control, but it can also attack us at any time. However, it cannot do so too obviously, otherwise it will violate the rules it set for itself, and it will suffer a severe backlash. In a very serious case, it could lead to its destruction along with us,” the ring sighed.
That lifetime in the demon realm was almost its limit, and it was precisely because of this limit that the nine-tailed fox demon, Fifth Gentle, almost killed it.
"If that's the case, then we should be more careful in our actions."
"It's no use, it's impossible to guard against."
"Who says it's useless? If we hadn't discovered something was wrong first, it would be too late now." Huang Ningmeng was still a little shaken. Giving your heart to the wrong person was no small matter.
“But Master, haven’t you realized how bad things have become? That bookworm Jiang Sheng’s heart is completely with you now,” the ring said.
Huang Ningmeng sighed, "A victim of the curse. As for Jiang Sheng, all we can do is feel sorry for him. Feelings are inherently hurtful."
The ring scoffed, "You've got to be kidding me. I can already see the guilt in your heart."
"Ah, how I miss the days when I had no conscience," Huang Ningmeng sighed, gazing at the sky.
"Forget it, Master. We still need to deal with Jiang Sheng's matter properly. After all, she was sincere, but you've mistaken her for a scumbag."
"If I'm a scumbag, then you're an accomplice to scumbags." Huang Ningmeng felt a deep headache coming on.
At this moment, Rongyin walked in carrying a pot of tea and several small white steamed buns.
"Miss, everyone that Lord Du brought has left, but Lord Du himself is still here. It's really strange."
"Are you sure all the people Du Chenyan brought have left?" Huang Ningmeng asked, looking up.
"Well, not all of them left. A dozen or so stayed here to guard the place, just in case," Rong Yin replied with a dry laugh.
"Oh." Huang Ningmeng nodded.
Seeing that she had calmed down, Rongyin quickly placed the steamed bun in front of her. "Miss, please eat something. You'll be returning to the Prime Minister's residence in two days. How heartbroken will the Master be when he sees you like this?"
Huang Ningmeng reached out, grabbed a steamed bun, and started eating it.
Rongyin was overjoyed to see that she was willing to eat, and quickly poured her some water.
A glint of ruthlessness flashed in Huang Ningmeng's eyes. She ate her fill not because she was no longer angry, but because she needed to be full to have the energy.
The ring, sensing the overwhelming malice emanating from her, trembled within her consciousness. "Master, what...what do you want to do?"
"Don't worry, you're too young. I wouldn't hurt a child."
"I've lived for tens of thousands of years!" the ring retorted.
"Hmm, you're a child from tens of thousands of years ago, has your baby voice changed at all from ancient times to the present?" Huang Ningmeng asked.
...No, it wasn't. When it was made, it was still a cub when it was thrown in. In the cursed world, there's no such thing as growing up, so of course it always had a child's voice.
Just like its owner, who was sixteen when he came in and has always been sixteen.
Huang Ning dreamt that it stopped talking, smiled, and continued eating.
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