“In this day and age, all is peaceful under Heaven, and the four nations get along in harmony. Xiao Qianyin, are you trying to provoke a war among the four nations?”
A cold, deep male voice rang out. Even dressed in black, the man’s extraordinary bearing could not be concealed. His face was as sharply defined as if carved, handsome beyond compare, and his keen, unfathomable gaze unconsciously gave others a sense of oppression.
“What does Your Highness the Crown Prince mean by that? I am merely a frail woman. Besides, there is freedom of speech. I say what I wish; as for what you do, that is your business. What has it to do with me? I am only offering my own opinion.”
The Crown Prince of Western Liang, Wei Wuyin, was ruthless and swift in his actions. Compared to the heirs of the other three nations, he was far more dangerous. Even her maternal grandfather had warned her not to clash with him. This man was eccentric in his conduct, full of hostility, and extremely difficult to deal with.
A frail woman? Those in the know immediately felt the corners of their mouths twitch. You can be called a frail woman? You blew away half a rockery and turned the Southern Tang Crown Prince’s attendant into a cripple. If that counted as a frail woman, then what didn’t?
“Besides, I think this piece sounds limp and weak. It makes me want to sleep. Those who don’t know better would think it was played by some abandoned resentful woman in her boudoir, full of sorrow and grievance.”
Abandoned… resentful woman in her boudoir… Those words echoed over and over in the Zither Young Master’s mind. He had always prided himself on his peerless zither skills, yet in the end, someone had evaluated him as a pitiful woman cruelly abandoned?
Everyone thought about it for a moment, then fell silent. It seemed what she said was not wrong. It did have that sort of feeling.
Wei Wuyin glared at her. He had not expected Xiao Qianyin to suddenly come out with such a remark in the end. Was she implying that all of them had been cruelly abandoned?
“Woof, woof, woof…” The barking of a little dog came from afar and drew nearer. Many people stared dumbfounded at the mechanism dog running toward them. That was right—it really was a little dog made of wood. A mechanism beast of the Mohists!
“Yo, What’s Your Mom’s Surname, you’re here? Did Master send you to find me?”
Most wondrous of all, the little dog seemed to possess thoughts of its own and actually nodded.
Too exquisite. As expected of a Mohist mechanism dog. The Mohist Juzi truly lived up to his reputation.
“Ahem, what is it called?” Ji Ce wondered if he had misheard and asked again.
“What’s Your Mom’s Surname. What about it?”
What’s Your Mom’s Surname? This name was truly bizarre!
That was his first thought. His second thought was that the person who could come up with such a name was also very bizarre.
“This was made by the Mohist Juzi. How can you give it such a vulgar name?” the richly dressed young lady spoke up again, her face full of malice. Most likely, she had once again been used as someone else’s weapon.
Xiao Qianyin could not be bothered with her. She glanced at her indifferently, picked up the mechanism dog, and said, “What name I choose is my business. Besides, who told you What’s Your Mom’s Surname was made by Master? I spent three days making it myself. At most, Master only gave me a little guidance. Next time before you open your mouth, please use your brain and think clearly. Don’t always do things that prove you have big breasts and no brains. I feel ashamed that you and I share the same surname.”
With that, she swept her sleeve, strode forward, and soon became a tiny black dot in the distance.
“Did I hear that right? She made this mechanism beast? Heavens, it has only been a few short days. Even Gongshu Ya of the Gongshu family might not have that ability, right?”
Someone spoke in astonishment. Was she truly that useless young lady, Xiao Qianyin? Why had everything overturned what he had originally seen and heard?