The General's Darling Is Delicate-Chapter 71: Still Gotta Throw Shade When It’s Time
This was the first time Yun Chunnuan strolled through ancient streets; last time was just a hurried pass, so it didn’t count.
So, everything seemed quite new and intriguing.
Clearly, Bianliao was dirt poor, yet she acted as if she had never seen these things, eager to study everything.
Of course, this was after the important matters had been dealt with.
Rice was not sold anywhere; there was only brown rice, which Yun Chunnuan bought to try and see if it could be used.
As for cocoons, when the owner of the clothing store saw her genuine interest, he took out silkworms imported from the Central Plains as if they were treasures, telling her that these were what she was looking for.
Yun Chunnuan was pleasantly surprised, originally just trying her luck and unexpectedly finding what she was seeking.
The owner was an honest man, unable to keep them alive as most had died, so he sold them to Yun Chunnuan at a slight markup for transport costs.
The straightforwardness, enthusiasm, and generosity of Bianliao people were inherent traits.
Even though Yun Chunnuan’s speech revealed she wasn’t from Bianliao, the owner didn’t cheat her.
In such a simple and kind country, the more you learn about it, the more fond you grow.
This prompted Yun Chunnuan to shop with more enthusiasm.
She looked around, sometimes buying nothing, just studying the shops.
Qiao’er followed her closely, carrying a small bundle over her shoulder, yet after half the day, it remained largely empty.
She couldn’t understand why the Princess seemed curious about everything, yet refrained from purchasing anything.
It led to some peddlers becoming disgruntled with her.
Qiao’er noticed the peddlers’ initial enthusiasm turning to indifference towards the Little Princess, quietly pulling her back, "Princess, actually, the General Mansion isn’t poor. You can buy whatever you want, I’ve brought enough Silver Taels."
Qiao’er misunderstood, thinking the Little Princess was worried about the lack of money, while she was actually studying why each store was not doing well, why customers entered only to leave shaking their heads.
Listening to Qiao’er’s reminder, she realized she had lingered too long without making a purchase.
So she bought a set of rouge and powder.
The peddler was immediately delighted, painting Yun Chunnuan, who had darkened her face, with lavish praise, unmatched on earth or heaven.
Having endured Qiao’er’s flattery, Yun Chunnuan remained unfazed by any outrageous compliments.
After paying, she moved on to the next shop.
This time, Yun Chunnuan brought the little White Wolf along.
It was too timid and unworthy of its wolf heritage.
She intended to bolster Dabai’s courage; who knew it would be terrified appearing in public for the first time.
Matching every step Qiao’er took, it hid its little head under Qiao’er’s wide skirt.
Adopting a self-delusional stance.
After touring the upper street, Yun Chunnuan wanted to check out the lower street. Reaching a deserted area, she pulled the little White Wolf from under Qiao’er’s skirt.
Sternly she said, "Dabai, you are of the Wolf Clan, show some backbone, will you? In the future, when the Barbarian General isn’t around, I’ll rely on you to protect me. Fearful as you are, how will that work?"
The little White Wolf had always lived like a rat crossing the street, never daring to appear in crowds.
It feared the looks of disgust from people, feared being hit with tools, as if touching it would bring misfortune.
"Awooo..."
The little White Wolf drooped its ears, its cries sounding pitiful.
Yun Chunnuan couldn’t speak animal tongue, but she understood what the little White Wolf was expressing.
Feeling a pang of hurt, she rubbed the little White Wolf’s head, seeming to see the young Barbarian General in its plight.
Hated and despised, he too, must have felt so helpless as a child.
She thought, and a subtle sense of empathy welled up in her heart.
"Dabai, your bloodline is not filthy at all. Even if your ancestor was really a White Fox, you are the most unique, beautiful, and striking little White Wolf!
Think about it, other wolves in the Wolf Clan are grayish, even the Wolf King Jifeng, is not as good-looking as you! Out of so many wolf pups, why did I choose you?"
"Awo?" Dabai tilted its head slightly, seemingly pondering her words.
Beside them, Qiao’er was speechless with disbelief.
Princess, Jifeng is our Bianliao’s worshiped Divine Beast! Praise Dabai all you want, but don’t drag Jifeng down! If the General heard this, he’d be displeased...
Of course, while the Little Princess was building Dabai’s confidence, Qiao’er only grumbled internally, not daring to voice her thoughts.
She thought, she must remind the Princess some other time.
What Qiao’er didn’t know was, even if the Little Princess heard those words, she’d still bring Jifeng down a peg.
For, Jifeng simply didn’t like her!
She was this childish, set on outdoing a wolf!
One day she vowed, Dabai would surpass the Wolf King in excellence!
A noble lineage, so what?
Her Barbarian General endured terrible scorn, yet carved his path through sheer skill!
Therefore, her pet must not be cowardly!
"Dabai, you’re young now, I’ll shield you. But when you grow up, you must protect me, okay?"
Perhaps it was the warmth of the Little Princess’s smile, like sunshine, dispelling the shadows in the little White Wolf’s heart.
Or her words took effect.
Dabai emerged from Qiao’er’s skirt, barking ’awoo awoo’ at Yun Chunnuan, the cries now much bolder than before, shaky wails.
Yun Chunnuan, pleased, rubbed Dabai’s little head, extending her soft hand, "So, it’s a deal, okay~"
"Awo!" Dabai seemed to comprehend, extending its little paw, resting it in the Little Princess’s palm.
A person and a wolf, struck an epic alliance.
Qiao’er looked on, putting away her worries, crouching before the little White Wolf, extending her darkened little hand.
"Dabai, protect me too, will you?"
"Awo!" Dabai was overjoyed, placing another paw against Qiao’er’s hand.
The Little Princess smiled sweetly, despite the unattractive makeup, her eyes shone with warmth and brightness.
Qiao’er beamed at her, feeling her heart swell with warmth, thinking of future days filled with hope!
"Hahahaha! That’s truly a worldwide joke! That crossbreed raised a Wolf King to prove he’s not a mutt, only to be belittled by his own woman! Hahaha! Hahahaha!"
Just as the two people and one wolf were about to leave, an indulgent laugh erupted behind them.
The laugh was rampant and arrogant, grating to anyone’s ears upon hearing.
Yun Chunnuan turned around to see a man clad in bright yellow double-breasted robe, wrapped in flaming red full fox fur, with the fox’s head draped around his neck, gilded all over, with a face screaming, ’I’m wealthy’, striding from the street corner behind her.
Behind him were two others, appearing to be henchmen...
