Chapter 363 You Are Jealous of Me
"Princess, I'm really scared..." Chunyue spoke in confusion.
Murong Wan's left hand trembled uncontrollably.
She did not doubt Chunyue's words.
The Pei family came for revenge. After killing my grandfather, they will not let go of anyone related to the He family.
Military prostitutes...
She almost bit her pale lips.
She wants to escape, she wants to leave.
Chunyue fell at Murong Wan's feet, weeping uncontrollably:
"Princess, the sky is falling, and one can only bow his head... If he escapes, where can he escape to? Moreover..."
Chunyue stopped talking halfway.
Murong Wan's cold voice fell:
"What more? Keep talking."
Chunyue still lay on the ground and refused to say anything.
Murong Wan suddenly became angry and grabbed Chunyue's collar with her left hand:
"I told you to say it!"
Harutsuki finally spoke hesitantly:
"The princess's right hand... the doctor examined the princess's hand and said that the meridians were injured. I'm afraid her right hand will be useless in the future..."
Murong Wanru was struck by lightning, her left hand suddenly loosened, and her eyes instantly became unfocused.
"Waste?"
Murong Wan muttered absentmindedly.
Her grandfather died, the army outside was trying to capture her, and her hand was crippled.
What else can a disabled person do? Where can he escape to?
Can he escape the wind and snow? Can he escape the tens of thousands of soldiers outside?
Chunyue knelt, holding Murong Wan's skirt:
"Princess... even if you become a military prostitute, at least you still have a way to survive... A good death is worse than a miserable life. Princess, please don't have any other thoughts..."
Murong Wan kicked Chunyue's hand away.
Tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.
She sneered: "Survival?"
She is Princess Dayu, the most outstanding noble lady in Chang'an City.
Those people in the mud and dust don't even have the qualifications to touch the hem of her clothes.
Murong Wan would rather die than fall to that level.
Crunch——
The door suddenly opened.
Su Zhizhi appeared at the door with a plate of pickles in her hand.
She had just finished her meal when Wu Yingniang asked her to bring a small plate of pickles to Hua Erniang.
Su Zhizhi didn't run into Hua Erniang from Doctor Yu's place, and didn't know that she was not there.
As soon as she pushed the door open, she saw Chunyue lying on the ground crying, and Murong Wan sitting on the edge of the bed.
When applying medicine and cleaning the wound, Murong Wan's face was also washed.
Su Zhizhi recognized it at this time:
"Murong Wan?"
She was surprised to realize that the person burned by the fire was Murong Wan.
When Murong Wan saw Su Zhizhi, her shaky heart sank completely into the abyss of despair.
Chunyue fell to the ground and said, "Princess, please ask Miss Su... maybe you can release the princess and the princess..."
Murong Wan scolded coldly: "Shut up."
She looked at Su Zhizhi with her stiff neck refusing to lower.
Su Zhizhi thought they were talking about Murong Qi and others being locked up. She knew He Yan was also locked up with them.
"Why beg me? It's no use begging me. My father and the others will decide how to capture and release them."
"You were sent here for treatment because you were injured. If you want to see your mother, don't worry. We'll probably send you to be locked up with your mother soon."
When Murong Wan heard the second half of the sentence, her body shook.
She wiped the tears from her face and looked at Su Zhizhi angrily:
"Su Zhi, are you here to laugh at me?"
"You are a member of the Pei family. You killed my grandfather and want to humiliate me and my mother. Do you want to see me reduced to being bullied and stepped on by others? I tell you, I won't let you have your wish."
Su Zhizhi put down the plate in her hand and looked directly at Murong Wan:
"Your grandfather deserves it. He deserves to die."
"As for you people from Prince Gong's Mansion, I told you back at Tingyu Pavilion that we wouldn't let you off easily. But now, it's probably your own fault."
Su Zhizhi said calmly.
"It's all my own fault?" Murong Wan felt like there was a fire in her chest that was about to explode.
"Su Zhi, you're very proud, aren't you? The Pei family has turned things around. Do you think you can finally break away from your background as a merchant's daughter and stand on a high pedestal to point fingers at me?"
"But you were born in the mountains, living with a group of lowly people. Do you think you can erase the past by turning over a new leaf?"
Murong Wan clutched the quilt on the edge of the bed with her left hand:
"I know you're jealous of me. You hate that I live a life of luxury while you grow up in a remote village. You hate that I have parents who love me while you have to live a life without a father or a mother."
"But I tell you, I am the legitimate princess of Prince Gong's mansion. Not just anyone can trample on me!"
Su Zhizhi looked at Murong Wan as if she were a fool:
"I was born in Lingnan and grew up in Black Bandit Mountain. I never thought our village was lowly."
"You said I was jealous of you having parents. Do you really think I'd want Murong Xun to be my father?"
After hearing this, Murong Wan curled up the corners of her mouth in sarcasm and disagreed.
Su Zhizhi suddenly pulled out the whip from her waist and whipped it against the wall.
Bang——!
There was a loud bang, and a dent appeared on the wall, showing the force.
Murong Wan shuddered, but pretended to be calm and said sarcastically:
"Oh, you thought I was right, so you want to take action?"
"Hit you?"
Su Zhizhi laughed instead and said:
"If I were to strike, you wouldn't have a chance to speak. I'm letting you see my skills clearly."
"In Lingnan, everyone in our village is a martial arts master. I practiced martial arts every day since I was young, so when I arrived at the Chang'an Martial Arts Academy, my kung fu was number one."
Murong Wan pursed her lips and said nothing, she knew this was true.
She had heard that Su Zhizhi was the number one in the martial arts school.
Su Zhizhi continued:
"My father was personally taught by Grand Tutor Zhang and was his most outstanding student. He and Uncle Xue were both considered the two greatest figures in literature and martial arts. Just to ask, how truly talented is your father?"
"Although I don't like studying, I learned calligraphy and painting from my father, and I'm not inferior to the young people in Chang'an. Do you remember the apricot blossom banquet that day?"
"My mother is an expert in spearmanship. Even General Yuan's spearmanship is three points inferior to hers. My mother is brave and resourceful, capable of doing business and killing enemies. I wonder if your mother has even a fraction of her courage in front of the Hu people?"
"My maternal grandfather, the Pei family, was once the foremost among the elite of civil officials, with students all over the world. Even though he died unjustly, there are still people who appreciate my grandfather's achievements. But the entire He family was beheaded, and no one collected their bodies."
Murong Wan's face turned even paler: "Enough!"
Su Zhizhi didn't stop:
"My parents have always loved me. Whether I was in the mountains or in the academy, they never let me suffer any injustice or bow down to anyone."
"My parents took me on a long journey to see the beautiful mountains and rivers, and to experience the customs of the north and south."
"I, Su Zhi, captured bandits at the age of six, learned about the disaster of refugees at the age of seven, met the Northwest Army at the age of eight, fought against the foreign enemies of Mipo at the age of nine, and entered Chang'an at the age of ten, setting a precedent for Dayu and becoming the first female student in the martial arts school..."
Su Zhizhi looked at Murong Wan, whose eyes were red, with clear eyes.
She had never mentioned this to anyone before, but she knew it all in her heart.
She has been a child loved and trusted by everyone since she was young, and she has her confidence and pride.
If Murong Wan insulted the entire Black Bandit Mountain, then she would tear off the gorgeous fig leaf of the capital city.
"Murong Wan, what about you? What are you doing? If I were born in Prince Gong's mansion like you, would I have these opportunities?"
"I'm not learning music, chess, singing, dancing, or the ways of staying at home to support my husband. I'm learning peerless martial arts, good governance, and understanding the world's dynamics. I can follow my father in conquering the world, or I can follow my mother in slaying heroes, or I can travel the world like my biological mother did."
"I might as well tell you frankly that I have never compared myself with you. I have seen the vastness of the world, and in my eyes, Prince Gong's Mansion is nothing but a pool of mud."
The sound of the wind hitting the doors and windows stopped.
The world became dead silent at this moment.
Every word that Su Zhizhi uttered was crystal clear:
"Murong Wan, you asked me this angrily today. Is it because I hate you, or are you jealous of me? Have you really thought it through?"
These words pierced Murong Wan's heart.
Bright red blood oozed from the corner of her bitten mouth.
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