Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
She hated her! She was unwilling!
She would never forget the deep regret in Sheng Pingâs eyes.
At the mention of Sheng Ping, Su Yingxue also felt a little uncomfortable, but it was not because she hadnât agreed to Sheng Pingâs request.
âI didnât owe Sheng Ping anything, and 1 didnât have to do what she asked. So, thereâs no need for you to act like this in front of me,â Su Yingxue said sympathetically.
She turned to Su Hao and said, âBrother, let her go.â
âShe wanted to kill you.â Su Haoâs handsome brows furrowed with a cold determination. Attempting to assassinate Su Yingxue in public was a grave offense!
âSu Yingxue, you donât have to pretend. You only know how to deceive the princess and mistreat her!â
Lianâer was full of resentment. Sheng Ping had only been able to plead with Su Yingxue. She had begged Su Yingxue so earnestly, yet Su Yingxue had not allowed her to see Chu Yihan before her death.
Su Yingxue was too selfish! D*mn it!
âFirst, 1 donât need to pretend, and second, I didnât owe your princess anything.â
Su Yingxue forcefully pinched Lianâerâs chin, displaying a fierce and domineering aura as she looked down at her. âIn this world, itâs not about whoâs pitiful or right! Itâs not about whoâs pitied, but rather, what you can achieve through your efforts. Sheng Ping didnât understand this when she was alive, and now, youâre the same!â
âInstead of trying to assassinate me, youâd be better off helping Sheng Ping to console the old folks of Yue Kingdom. This way, they wonât be manipulated by others. This is what Sheng Ping, as a princess, should do.â
Su Yingxue released her grip and instructed someone to remove Lianâer from the group and take her to a safe place.
Lianâer was in a daze as if she was lost in Su Yingxueâs words and couldnât snap out of it for a long time.
Whether she could find happiness was not within Su Yingxueâs concern.
However, her words had left many women present astonished.
âDo women also need to rely on themselves?â
âAt home, they rely on their fathers. After marriage, they rely on their husbands. If their husbands die, they rely on their sons. Can women achieve what they want through their efforts?â
Many women on the street were puzzled, and their eyes reflected their confusion.
The men standing by their side sternly scolded, âNonsense! Women should be responsible for their husbands and children. This is against tradition!â
âThatâs right! What can women accomplish?â
âWomen who put themselves out in public have no shame!â
âShut up!â Su Hao shouted angrily, and those men who had belittled women quickly scattered like frightened mice.
Su Hao looked at Su Yingxue. He had expected her to be affected, but her eyes betrayed a sense of joy.
âSister?â Su Hao called out to her.
Su Yingxue looked up and smiled. âBrother, Iâm fine. I wonât take those words to heart. Mother once wrote a sentence in her letter, âMen and women are equalâ. She believed that regardless of gender, anyone could achieve what they wanted through their efforts. Success or failure depends on oneâs effort, not gender.â
Now, she had shown her face in public, and she was doing what she wanted.
Even though the insults from earlier were still fresh in her memory.
But so what?
These people couldnât hinder her.
She would only become stronger and more determined.
âYoung General Su is here!â
In front of the Thousand-Jiao Pavilion, the matchmaker shouted with excitement.
Thousand-Jiao Pavilion was decorated with a festive atmosphere. Wu Jinyan stood at the door in a long red dress. Two red clouds graced her delicate cheeks, and she looked dignified and elegant.
Su Hao dismounted from his horse and approached her. He presented the golden saber with sincerity in his eyes and a resolute tone, âSu Hao of the Marquis of Martial Southâs Manor is willing to marry you. I wonderâ¦. are you willing?â