MTL - The Words of the Number One-Chapter 10 Su Cheng

Ten days after Ji Yu met Fan Jun, Su Cheng came to Xiang Shaoya's residence one evening and went straight to Ji Yu. At that time, Ji Yu was teaching me how to play chess. When I heard that Su Cheng was visiting, I hid behind the screen. Almost as soon as I got behind the screen, I heard Su Cheng walk in.

She likes music, and always carries jade bis on her body, and there is a crisp sound when the jade bis collide while walking. Normally, the sound was calm and pleasant, but today it was out of rhythm and full of noise. I heard her hastily salute, and sat beside Ji Yu.

"Let's elope," she said.

There was a lamp between Ji Yu and her. Through the silk screen, I saw Su Cheng's blurred side face reflected by the flickering light, which was blurry but also beautiful.

When we first met, she raised her chin high and asked me who was more beautiful, she or Qiqi. Now she is holding Ji Yu's hand, trembling and saying humblely—let's elope.

Ji Yuwen said, "Why did the princess make such a statement?"

"Father wants to betroth me to the eldest son of Weiguo. He said... Fanguo wants to send troops to aid the rest, so he needs to use the way of Weiguo... Weiguo is strong...I don't understand much about it. Anyway, no matter what I say, he will You must let me marry that person." It was rare for Su Cheng to be so flustered and sad, and his tone was unstable.

Ji Yu patted Su Cheng on the shoulder, and distanced herself imperceptibly from her.

"I met the eldest son Qingyan when I was in Weiguo. He is four years older than the princess. Congratulations to the princess." He leaned slightly to salute according to the vacant distance, which was just right.

Su Cheng was silent. She seemed so shocked that she couldn't speak for a long time.

"You congratulate me...you actually..." She gritted her teeth and said, "I just don't want to marry him, so I don't want to be traded as an item by them. I want to marry..."

"Princess!" Ji Yu's voice was still gentle but resolute, so Su Cheng stopped talking.

He stood up and said slowly: "Princess, the marriage is the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker, not to mention that Shaoya and I have always been on good terms, etiquette and righteousness cannot be violated."

He said the words "propriety and righteousness must not be violated" word by word. Su Cheng trembled, stood up too, approached Ji Yu step by step, raised his hand and placed it on his chest. She kept staring at Ji Yu without blinking her eyes: "Don't worry about etiquette, you just need to say, do you like me or not, and do you want to marry me?"

Ji Yu's voice sounded very calm: "The princess has a heavenly appearance and excellent talent. Is there anyone in the world who doesn't like it? Can I marry you if I like it?"

Su Cheng shook her head, she was a little anxious.

"Of course not. Only someone I like can marry me."

"So the princess thinks, you like me?"

"Yes..." Su Cheng blinked and lowered his eyes.

With her temperament, she took the initiative to say such words, presumably because of her deep affection.

Ji Yu smiled noncommittally, and lowered his head to look deeply into Su Cheng's eyes: "Princess Yuzhuang, do you really understand me?"

"We've only known each other for two months. Is it true that I'm someone you can entrust to your life? Your Royal Highness, there are temporary temptations, but a lifetime is a much longer thing. Don't be obsessed with it."

Su Cheng obviously didn't listen to Ji Yu's words, she said: "Are you... are you worried that I can't bear not having a fixed place, running around, not being able to bear the lack of servants, and doing it myself?"

"Yes, you really can't bear it, and you don't have to bear it." Ji Yu smiled, wiped the tears from Su Cheng's face, and said slowly: "His Royal Highness should live aloft and have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life. It's far more important than love. Su Cheng, I won't elope with you."

Su Cheng's voice trembled uncontrollably.

"After all, you just don't love me enough."

Ji Yu thought for a while and said, "If you want to understand this way, you can."

Su Cheng took a few steps back slowly, and fell to the ground disheartened.

Her desperation and his ease made her even more embarrassed.

Fortunately, she didn't know that the marriage with Wei Guo was Ji Yu's suggestion, and the marriage between her and Qing Yan was facilitated by Ji Yu.

Ji Yu called me out to see Su Cheng off, and I walked out from behind the screen to salute Su Cheng. She looked at me blankly, then suddenly raised her hand and pulled out a red hairpin from her head, and stabbed it straight at her neck amidst the silver light. Ji Yu and I shot almost at the same time, Zhu Chai made long wounds on my arm and his arm one after another, and was finally held by Ji Yu.

Blood dripped from my arm and landed on his arm, mingling with his.

Su Cheng covered her mouth, she didn't scream out, but cried silently.

"Mrs. Xiang treats you so well. Did you just think for a moment that if you died in the Xiang family, how sad the old lady would be?" Ji Yu said slowly, and Su Cheng shook his head again and again.

When the beauty cries, it is also pear blossoms with rain, which is pitiful. I looked at Ji Yu and signaled him to leave first, Ji Yu nodded and said, "Ah Zhi, please persuade Your Royal Highness."

He let go of his hand, and Zhu Chai fell to the ground with a crisp jingling sound, accompanied by blood dripping from between his fingers, like plum blossoms blooming around Zhu Chai. His blood color was darker than that of ordinary people, and the way his sleeves were dyed red was even more shocking. Su Cheng turned his face away from him, and Ji Yu left the room with a smile.

When Ji Yu's footsteps faded away, she finally couldn't help crying loudly. She laughed while crying, and said in a trembling voice: "I am Princess Yuzhuang, and I have the blood of the royal family on my body. My father and His Majesty love me so much. But they sold me so easily! I never sold it to that person." What kind of prince have you met! Why, why?"

I looked at her silently, as if I saw period through her. If it wasn't for the fall of Qi, there might be such a day in Qiqi. Everything has a price, and this is the price of being a princess and prince who is favored above tens of thousands of people.

"Even those country girls can marry whoever they like, why can't I..." She choked up and said.

I knelt down, looked at her at the same level in front of her, looked into her twinkling eyes, and said calmly: "Are those country girls really much worse than you?"

She glared at me, and I smiled: "Of course you are a nobleman of the royal family, a beauty famous in Kyushu, but you did not earn your birth, beauty, and national status. As for talent, if you work hard all day long and suffer from food and clothing, how can you study poetry?" Shumusic? After all, those ordinary girls may not be smart and beautiful, but they are just not as lucky as you. If they all complain like you, there are too many unforgivable things in this world."

"What are you talking about? There is a difference between honor and inferiority...the destiny is like this!" Su Cheng stared at me, his arrogance and anger overshadowed his sadness.

I couldn't help laughing, and shook my head: "Does the princess know how many countries perish every year, and how many 'noble' nobles become slaves? Believe in the difference between the superior and the inferior, it is better to believe that there are gains and losses. If you want to have everything perfect , I’m afraid it’s just nothing. Besides, the worst thing to live is death. You’re not even afraid of death, are you still afraid of living? What kind of person Qingyan is and how he will treat you in the future is unknown. If you don’t want to believe him and run away from marriage, don’t care about Qing Yan or Ji Yu, give up your glory and wealth and become a commoner woman, then you will have the freedom to marry in the future. If you want honor and freedom at the same time, I’m afraid it’s too greedy Pass."

Su Cheng stared at me blankly, anger and sadness collided in one place, and finally entangled into a daze with nowhere to go. In the end, she covered her eyes and prostrated herself on the ground, and said in a barely audible voice: "If it were him, I would definitely choose freely. I really like him...I really like him..."

If it weren't for Ji Yu, she might not be in such a mess.

If you don't know that his goodness is just acting, if you don't know that behind his gentle smile is full of calculations and scheming, if you really think that you are in love with such a person, there is no woman in the world who will not be tempted.

I picked up Zhu Chai and wiped off the blood, put it back into her bun, and said softly: "People's hearts are changeable, and it is rare to be consistent. Princess, go back and have a good sleep. When you wake up, tell me about Ji Yu. Forget everything about it. Ji Yu is not worthy of your dignity for him, he is not worthy of you."

Su Cheng raised her red eyes from crying and stared at me, surprised and then puzzled, she suddenly grabbed my arm, regardless of the blood on her hands.

"Who are you?" She looked at me.

I was silent for a while, then said with a smile: "I am Young Master Ji Yu's servant, Ah Zhi."

"How could an ordinary servant say such a thing, who are you?"

"I'm Ah Zhi."

"You!" She clenched my hand and approached me slightly as if she wanted to find some clues from me. She asked word by word: "Who are you?"

With red eyes and tears in them, it's hard to be majestic no matter how you want to.

I couldn't help shaking my head with a smile: "Your Highness, is it important who I am? Now I am Ah Zhi, just Ah Zhi."

No matter how Su Cheng asked me, there was only one sentence. Although she was angry and puzzled, she was helpless.

In fact, it has nothing to do with me, it's just that she can't accept being persuaded by an ordinary girl after all.

When Su Cheng left, his eyes were still swollen, but his expression had returned to his indifferent and haughty look, and he even looked colder than usual. She walked through the courtyard in a long orange dress, didn't look for Ji Yu again, got into the carriage and went back to the palace without looking back.

Ji Yu asked me to treat the wound. Chang Le had just helped him treat the wound when I arrived in the room. He leaned on the soft bed to read a book, holding the book in his left hand, and the gauze wrapped around his right forearm extended to the back of his hand. Chang Le frowned and said, "Fortunately, it's a flesh injury. You are the hand that plays the piano."

After that, she turned to look at me, and called me impatiently to bandage the wound.

I looked down at my arm, the wound about **** long was longer than his, and the blood on the wound had solidified, leaving mottled marks. It's just that I can't play the piano, I can't paint, and I can't dance, so this arm is naturally not so precious.

Changle wiped my wound clean with water and applied medicine to me.

I said to Ji Yu, "Su Cheng is gone."

Ji Yu nodded, and said flatly, "Don't talk too much about today's matter, just say that I scratched myself."

He looked calm, even indifferent. Su Cheng's visit was within his expectation, and even her attempt to commit suicide didn't arouse him too much emotion, which is completely different from Ji Yu who was once gentle and considerate to Su Cheng.

He plays fast. It seems that this person has been loved by many people for a long time, so he is also used to squandering.

I hope that Ah Yao can grow up loved by many people, not like me. But I also hope that he is really kind, gentle, and bright, just like when I met him.

Ji Yu turned her head and asked me, "What do you see me doing?"

I smiled and said, "You look so pretty."

People's hearts are changeable, and it is rare to always be.

If he wasn't Ah Yao, I shouldn't hate him so much.