The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 348 - 258: Who Will Save This Poor Little Me
Originally, he was truly devastated by the Eldest Prince, feeling life was no longer worth living, utterly desolate. He even thought that if Jun Ning got into trouble this time, he wouldn’t want the position of Crown Prince anymore.
He wanted to withdraw from public life with the Crown Princess Consort, Jing Shu, and Zi Song.
If the Emperor didn’t agree, he would feign death to escape.
Being the Crown Prince these years was utterly stifling for him. There wasn’t a single day he didn’t live under extreme repression, pain, nervous tension, and a state of wishing he was dead.
For years, there wasn’t even a glimmer of light in his life, every day was covered with dark clouds.
He was really tired of barely surviving like this, he wanted it to end.
During the days Jun Ning was missing, he had thought it all through.
It was Jun Ning’s return, the things she did for him, her feelings for him, that gave him hope and brought bright light to his dull life. It let him regain his strength, ready to fight once more.
For Qi Qin who died in unclear circumstances, for those who trusted him, for those who held hope in him.
"Brother Jiu, as long as you’ve figured it out," Jun Ning said, "Yi Yi will always stand by your side."
The Crown Prince smiled, "Good sister."
"Alright, brother, hurry up and rest! Ah Ning won’t disturb you anymore." Jun Ning carefully put the Crown Prince’s hand back under the covers and helped tuck in the blanket, "Brother, you must take good care of this wound, don’t overexert yourself."
"As you say."
The Crown Prince closed his eyes and slept.
This sleep was very peaceful for him.
The Crown Princess Consort made Jun Ning’s favorite cilantro green bean cake for her, to thank her for everything she did for the Crown Prince. However, when she gave Jun Ning the cilantro green bean cake, she still had a stiff, serious face.
After putting down the cilantro green bean cake, she even turned around and left.
Jing Shu, who came along, did not leave. She took Jun Ning’s hand and said, "Little aunt, don’t mind what my mother consort said, nor that she made you cilantro green bean cake without saying anything and just left. My mother consort just seems fierce, is thin-skinned, a bit stiff and quirky in nature. But she’s actually better than anyone, she loves me dearly, and she loves you too."
"Don’t worry, Jing Shu, I don’t mind." Jun Ning ate a piece of cilantro green bean cake, shaking her head at Jing Shu, "All these years, I’ve seen you get hit by your mother consort so many times, then hugged and comforted by her, how could I not know what kind of person she is?"
"That’s good, but..." Jing Shu’s face turned red, "I’ve grown up, there’s no need to bring up those embarrassing things from when I was a child, it’s quite humiliating." Her mother consort no longer hits her now.
"Alright, alright... I won’t bring it up..." Jun Ning suggested, "After we finish the green bean cake, how about we go horse riding? Do you know how to ride a horse?"
"This Sairu City grassland is vast and boundless, perfect for horse riding. Everyone over eight here can ride a horse, I naturally can too..." Jing Shu said confidently.
"Okay then, hurry up and eat, let’s go riding after." Jun Ning spoke, hastily gobbling down some cilantro green bean cake, ready to leave.
Jing Shu, however, had not eaten a single piece.
Jun Ning asked, "Why aren’t you eating?"
"Little aunt, the flavor of cilantro could really send someone away. Jing Shu can’t bear to eat it, you eat it yourself..."
In the past, Jing Shu would muddle along and eat a bit of cilantro green bean cake with Jun Ning, but as she grew older and developed her own tastes, she felt that cilantro was practically the worst thing in the world, akin to poison.
She didn’t want to poison herself.
"Ah..." Jun Ning said, "One day, I will make everyone who dislikes cilantro go and plant it, so the world will be filled with its fragrance..."
Just the thought of Jun Ning’s description made Jing Shu’s scalp tingle.
She didn’t want to continue this topic and quickly slipped away.
The two came to the grassland, and the Coachman brought them horses, one for each.
Jun Ning deftly mounted the horse, moving like a seasoned rider.
On the other hand, Jing Shu was not the same; she stared at the stirrup on the saddle, trying for a long time but still couldn’t climb up. Moreover, her actions seemed less like mounting a horse and more like scaling a mountain.
She looked helpless.
Jun Ning narrowed her eyes watching her.
She muttered, "I’ve seen others swiftly get on a horse using these, but why is it so difficult when it’s my turn? Ugh..."
"Want someone to lift you up?" Jun Ning asked.
Jing Shu refused, "No, I can do it, I definitely can."
This time, Jing Shu used all her strength trying to get on the horse, but she still didn’t succeed. Not only did she fail to get on, but she also slipped and fell off the stirrup.
She landed hard on her backside and cried out in pain.
Jun Ning hurriedly dismounted and helped her up, "Do you really think you can do it? If not, don’t force yourself, okay?"
"I can, it’s just a little difficult to mount the horse." Jing Shu shouted, "Someone, help me onto the horse." She gave up forcing herself.
The servant who came along helped Jing Shu onto the horse.
After Jing Shu was seated on the horse’s back, she smiled happily, but in the next moment, she couldn’t keep smiling. Her horse suddenly started to gallop forward crazily for some unknown reason.
She was completely unprepared and gripped the reins, screaming.
"Ahhhh..."
"Ahhhh..."
Jing Shu’s wailing echoed across the vast Sairu City grassland.
Jun Ning following behind: "......"
This, is, supposed, to, be, knowing, how, to, ride, a, horse?
Who is she fooling?
Jun Ning was utterly speechless, "Jing Shu, don’t you dare pretend in front of your little aunt, are you risking your life?"
Jing Shu clung to the horse’s back, alternating between screaming and crying, she was scared to tears. Why was the horse running so fast? Pulling the reins desperately didn’t work.
How could the horse be made to stop?
"Stop, you must stop..." Jing Shu said, sobbing, "As long as you stop, I’ll find you a mate, so you’re not lonely anymore."
The horse turned its head and flicked it at Jing Shu, seeming to say: I’m female, I don’t need a mate.
Jing Shu had no idea what the horse was thinking; seeing that the horse beneath her wasn’t stopping, she clung to its neck, crying louder.
As for the shouts from Jun Ning behind her, Jing Shu was too overwhelmed to care, feeling she might be thrown off at any moment and die, how could she pay attention to activities behind her?
Looking ahead, there was a river; if the horse didn’t stop, Jing Shu would be thrown off and swept away by the fast current... Or her head might hit the stones in the river, leaving her bloody.
"Help!"
"Can anyone save me, this little wretch?"
Jing Shu sobbed, speaking, she didn’t dare open her eyes, afraid that if she did, she’d see the river ahead that’s so deadly.
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