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Henyee Translations
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Henyee Translations
About the last question raised by Ming Shu, the master didn’t answer with an affirmative.
He only told her that the Heavenly Temple existed for the royal family and was inseparable from it.
Ming Shu pondered this while eating lotus seeds.
The Heavenly Temple and the royal family…
This evening I should go beat Princess Rong Hua.
[…] Why could the Guest relate her thinking about the relationship between the Heavenly Temple and the royal family to beating Princess Rong Hua?
…
That night, Ming Shu ganged up with the little beastie as well as the Harmony System, which kept encouraging her to practice this or that evil idea on Princess Rong Hua, and went to give Princess Rong Hua a violent beating.
Upon finishing, Ming Shu climbed up the wall to get out.
The little beastie fell onto the ground first, but before it could roll to one side, Ming Shu fell from the wall and landed on it. The little beastie immediately saw stars, it was so dizzy…
Move aside! You’re so heavy!
The little beastie could only protest angrily.
This wall didn’t seem so high when we came in, strange…
Ming Shu murmured while climbing up from ground.
The little beastie rolled aside quickly.
I’ll never walk along with her again, it hurts! What if this stops me from growing taller?!
Auh!
A sudden exclamation rang out.
The little beastie was so startled its fur bristled all over, and it turned to the culprit angrily.
What’s the matter!
This late at night, are you going to scare a little beastie to death?!
The little beastie’s pupils narrowed to slits, alertly staring at the black shadows on the other side.
Your Royal Highness…
This voice was a bit familiar.
What are you doing here?
Ming Shu patted her chest and stepped back while showing a look of mock fright.
God, you scared me. Don’t you make any noise while walking? It’s too late and quiet now.
…
We scared you, and you are laughing?
Ye Cong thought.
By the way, we were the first to stand here, okay?
The little beastie rolled into the grass to hide.
King Huai, who was almost in harmony with the darkness, glanced at it without expression, then took back his sight in just one second. He didn’t seem to be interested in what it was.
Ye Cong asked carefully,
Your Highness, what are you doing here?
Just now, as soon as he and his lord came here, a person fell down from the wall before them. They wanted to hide but it was too late.
Ming Shu stopped patting her chest and smoothed down several curls of hair falling around her ear.
What are you doing here? As far as I know, King Huai does not live in the palace?
In any case, she lived in the palace, even if she appeared here in the middle of the night, so she could make up any reason and cover this up. But, King Huai was not residing in the palace.
Ye Cong didn’t dare to answer of his own accord, casting his gaze on his lord.
King Huai’s eyes fell on Ming Shu, and the darkness of night masked all the emotions in his eyes.
Whatever, forget about it, it doesn’t matter to me what you are doing here.
Ming Shu waved her hand.
We never met each other, goodbye.
Since we were all handling affairs under the cover of darkness, let’s just be friendly to each other. I’m hurrying back for snacks.
… So the key is actually the food.
Ye Cong tried to stop her.
Your…
King Huai reached out to stop him. The unfinished sentence was lost in the darkness.
Ming Shu glanced at him, smiling, then elegantly walking away with a hand lifting her skirt’s hemline.
Lord?
Ye Cong was a little confused and worried; what if the royal princess told others about their meeting today?
She won’t.
King Huai’s cold voice was full of certainty.
Ye Cong became even more confused. Why is the lord so sure?
Ye Cong looked at the dark shadow that had already moved far away, and sighed helplessly in the bottom of his heart. It was really one trouble after another.
Let’s go.
Yes.
The night wind blew across the grass outside the palace wall. A weak figure was swaying along with the grass. The full moon hid itself behind the clouds, and the whole world plunged into darkness, without any visible light.
A storm was coming.
…
Ming Shu walked slowly toward the Heavenly Temple. When passing a fork in the road, she suddenly stopped, hesitated between the left and the right.
Right side, right side!
The little beastie rolled out of the grass and went straight to the right.
Ming Shu seemed to be determined now, and the foot hanging in the air fall onto the right-side path.
The little beastie happily formed itself into a dumpling, rolling forward alongside Ming Shu’s feet.
After walking through two trails, the building up ahead gradually appeared in the vision of Ming Shu. The large Chinese characters of the imperial kitchen could be seen from far away.
Ming Shu licked her lips, eyes flashing brightly.
The ingredients in the imperial kitchen were prepared for the next day, but many were semi-finished products, and the only food that could be eaten was—white steamed bread.
But it didn’t discourage the appetites of Ming Shu and the little beastie. These two immediately began to nibble the white steamed bread, squatting in a corner of the imperial kitchen. The little beastie was nibbling very fast, and in the blink of an eye, its white steamed bread was half-eaten.
While they were rather concentrated on eating, a faint, sudden noise was heard from off to the side. The window cracked open a slit. Ming Shu and the little beastie stopped their movements at the same time, looking to the window simultaneously.
The window was pushed open and a man dressed totally in black jumped in from the outside.
Black clothes, black pants, black headband, and black face mask.
The standard outfit of an assassin.
Apparently, the man in black didn’t expect that in the middle of the night, there would be people squatting in the imperial kitchen, snacking on white steamed bread. He was frozen to the spot, looking to Ming Shu, while the latter was also staring at him with eyes wide open.
The atmosphere was very embarrassing.
Ha ha ha, well, I—came to the wrong place, wrong place. Please ignore me, you just continue, carry on.
The man in black let out an awkward laugh.
What the hell is the colorful hairy animal next to her? A pet?
When the little beastie did not form itself into a ball, its appearance was that of a small puppy and its size was only slightly larger than a fist; seemingly anyone could pat it to death with one hand.
I’ve seen many strange things and humans all these years but I’ve never seen… such a strange pet.
Ming Shu and the little beastie lowered their heads at the same time and continued nibbling.
The man in black didn’t intend to leave. He looked at the woman squatting on the floor with a little curiosity. Her clothes were… not like a maid’s.
Is she a concubine of some palace?
But is it necessary for a concubine to steal food?
Hey.
The man in black squatted in front of Ming Shu.
Ming Shu and the little beastie’s movements were almost synchronized as they held their food back to protect it, staring at the man in black with vigilance. Now he was watching the on-line food defender Ming Shu and her petty little beastie.
The man in black’s face was covered in black lines. Just now when he appeared, he didn’t see them acting so alertly?
Don’t be scared, I won’t hurt you.
The man in black made his voice sound more amiable and tried to be friendly.
Hey, is this your pet? It’s so small… What’s the breed…
The little beastie glared at the man in black, holding its unfinished white steamed bread and rolling to one side, hiding under the table.
… called?
Why is everything so strange today?
Ming Shu shoved her white steamed bread into her mouth quickly, then curled her lips in a standard smile.
What do you want?
Aren’t you afraid of me?
He was dressed like an assassin (actually he was an assassin) and suddenly appeared here, shouldn’t anyone scream at this scene?
This little girl was not afraid at all. She even asked him
What do you want?
with a smile.
This reaction is not right.
Why should I be afraid of you?
Ming Shu reached out to take another white steamed bread from overhead and continued,
Do you have three heads and six arms, or are controlled by a ghost?
I’m an assassin!
You should be afraid of me!
Oh, an assassin.
Ming Shu nodded, and the next second she excitedly asked,
Who are you going to assassinate? I can show you the way.
The man in black was dumbstruck when he heard this. What?
Show me the way?
He was an assassin, an assassin
!
The man in black suspiciously examined Ming Shu from upside down. She was in fine clothes and exquisite fabrics, the fabrics used by the royal family…
The man in black answered quietly,
Princess Rong Hua.
Ming Shu looked up and gave him a look. The man in black seemed to have no reaction, squatting in front of her casually. However, his muscles were tight, and if Ming Shu did anything out of the ordinary, he could kill her in an instant.
Don’t be nervous, I won’t hurt you.
The smile on Ming Shu’s face widened.
Princess Rong Hua’s palace is not here, you took the wrong way.
