Chapter 117 - The Royal Princess (23)
Coming of the Villain Boss!
âKing Huai, why donât we form an alliance and share the throne together?â Qi Hongwei proposed a tempting idea.
âNot interested.â Two tigers cannot live on the same mountain. Alliance? Go fool those with a low IQ. Do I look like an idiot?
âKing Huai, do you have to stop me today?â
âAre you finished?â Ming Shu interrupted them again. âI think we should take a seat and chat over food.â
Blah blah blah⦠These two men talk too much. Iâm starving over here!
King Huai nudged her back again, speechless.
But Ming Shu didnât accept the âkindnessâ this time. Stopping me once, okay, Iâm tolerant. Stopping me again? Nice try!
Ming Shu slapped Mu Huai on the back of his hand.
Paâ
The atmosphere quieted down all of a sudden.
It was a heavy hit. Mu Huaiâs hand turned red immediately. Shock and anger had his hand twisting into the shape of a claw, trembling and aimed toward Ming Shu. But he took a deep, deep breath and held back his strong temper.
Calm down!
I canât strangle her.
Mu Huai held his left hand with his right, pulling it back to one side. âI must leave with her today.â
âHoh, that depends. King Huaiâ¦â Qi Hongwei took out his weapon. âIâve long heard of your skilled Kung Fu. I may have the chance to see it for myself today.â
Mu Huai actually didnât want to fight. He was afraid that others might be jealous of his excellent martial arts and handsome actions. But it seemed he had to fight so that he could get rid of Qi Hongwei.
After contemplating for a while, Mu Huai decided to sacrifice himself.
That psychotic woman was entirely to blame! Why couldnât she just give the painting to him! She dared to burn it. If Qi Hongwei or the emperor had seen her burning the painting in person, they would definitely have cut her into pieces. He was too generous!
But what was most annoying was she didnât feel grateful toward him, not even a little bit!
Iâm so angry.
Why?! Why do I have to fight here while she is eating next to me!
Mu Huai was tortured by all kinds of thoughts. But on the surface, he still wore a cold expression and accepted a one-on-one fight with Qi Hongwei.
The fighting style of Qi Hongwei was very violent. With every movement backed by fierce momentum, his attacks were fast and powerful. He left almost no opportunity for the opponent to fight back.
Meanwhile, Mu Huaiâs movements looked a bit random, like nondescript tricks integrated with a variety of martial arts. Although it was confusing, it could be used to restrict Qi Hongweiâs fighting style.
The two were entrapped in a tangle with each other, which seemed furious and endless.
Ming Shu held her chin, bored. How long are they going to fight?!
Will I get dinner?
Well, let me think about what to eat first.
Braised joint of pork in brown sauce, steamed pork ribsâ¦
â¦
The restaurant was full of people. Ming Shu ordered a table full of dishes and listened to the wonderful conversation from the next table as she happily enjoyed the delicious food.
âThis royal princess, she suddenly ignited the painting and burned it to pieces, which shocked everyone present.â
âWhatâs so special about the painting that makes it worthy of so many people fighting over it?â
âThat I donât know, but I heard the painting is Mo Baishengâs work World Peace, and that it is a famous painting.â
âEven if itâs a famous painting, why did so many people have to fight over it?â someone questioned. âAre you not fooling us?â
There were many artists as well as many famous paintings. Some other painters were also more famous than Mo Baisheng. Soâ¦
âWhat? Of course not! Why would I fool youâ¦â
âSo did the royal princess really burn it?â
âAbsolutely.â
âWow, thatâs who she is, Her Highness the royal princess.â
Ming Shu was listening to others praising her when suddenly someone came to her table. She looked aside, biting into the pork leg. âFinished?â
Mu Huai emanated chilliness. He sat down beside her and said coldly, âRoyal Princess, you left so early.â
When he and Qi Hongwei finished the fight, they turned around to see no one waiting there.
So why on earth were they fighting?
âMan is iron and food is steel, missing one meal will hunger you.â Ming Shu busied herself with chewing the meat. This is perhaps my only hobby now, eating food.
Mu Huai naturally joined her. He asked the waiter to get him a bowl and chopsticks.
âWhy are you looking at me like that?â Mu Huai met Ming Shuâs unfriendly eyes. âI fought for you, donât I deserve a meal?â
âI didnât ask you to fight for me.â Ming Shu gathered the food to her side of the table. âYou want to eat? Order for yourself.â
ââ¦â
Anger had fed Huai Huai until he was full. Staring at Ming Shu, who was eating with unseemly table manners, he said in a deep voice, âYou know, that painting you destroyed⦠Itâs very important.â
âKnowing too much will get one killed. Donât tell me, I donât want to know.â Ming Shu refused.
âDidnât you have a lot of nerve before?â
âI am very timid.â
âThe painting has been burned, and you also provoked Qi Hongwei, now you tell me you are timid?â At that time she was quite arrogant, showing no sign of being timid, all right? If I believe her words, I am a fool.
Ming Shu smiled. âI was pretending.â
Mu Huaiâs mouth twitched. He put his fist against his lips, hiding.
Ignoring Ming Shuâs refusal, Mu Huai coughed and said directly, âMo Baisheng is best known for his four paintings: Faithful Leaf, Pearl Playing Dragons, Illuminating Stars, and World Peace . Each of these four paintings has a map hidden within, and putting the four small maps together will create a complete map leading to the Dragon Root.â
Ming Shu grunted with a smile.
âWhat are you laughing at?
âWell canât I laugh? Mind your own business, man.â
âYou destroyed one of the paintings, which means that no one can create the whole map now. Qi Hongwei will probably not let you be.â Qi hongwei was not a kind man at all.
âKing Huai, Your Highness.â Ming Shu wiped her hands and looked up into Mu Huaiâs eyes. âYouâve talked too much today. Did you take the wrong medicine?â
Mu Huai avoided Ming Shuâs gaze and continued, âNot just Qi Hongwei, but the emperor. You must be careful.â
Then he stood up, looking down to meet Ming Shuâs eyes. âIf you need help, just come to me.â
Then he turned and left.
âSuddenly you are being kind to me⦠Uncle, are you hiding some unseemly and evil plan?â Ming Shu also stood up and caught up with Mu Huai, smiling. âUncle, do you have a crush on me? My beauty or my talent, which one?â
ââ¦â If anyone dared to say he was the most narcissistic, he would introduce this one to him.
âWhatever you think.â I donât want to talk to her.
Ming Shu left the restaurant, following closely behind Mu Huai. The street was crowded with people and small stalls selling a variety of street snacks. It was a very lively scene.
Ming Shu bought every food along the street.
Mu Huai was totally speechless. She ate so much in the restaurant, and is now buying these snacks again⦠Is she a pig?
Even a pig cannot eat this much, right?
âRoyal Princess, be mindful of your weight.â Mu Huai couldnât help but say something unpleasant, intending to offend Ming Shu.
Ming Shu looked back and smiled. âUncle, didnât His Majesty ask you to find a wife within a month? Have you got one?â
Come on, who canât say unpleasant words!
I think Iâm quite good at âdebatingâ like this.
ââ¦â Mu Huai harrumphed. âRoyal Princess, do you have anyone to recommend?â
âIâd love to, but do you really trust me, Uncle?â The girlâs voice was light and witty, which even in such a noisy market could clearly fall to his ear, piercing all the way to the surface of his heart.
Mu Huai had no doubt that it was possible for her to get a body for him.
âIâ¦â Mu Huai looked around andâ¦Â Where is she?