Let's Squander A Billion First!

Chuzheng covered Cheng Xiao’s mouth lightning-fast and pushed her against a pillar behind them, her elbow pressing down on Cheng Xiao’s chest, easily subduing her.

Chuzheng stared into her eyes, leaning in slightly, “You die…”

[Sister, she’s a main character, she can’t die!!] King’s Account roared.

Chuzheng: “…”

You can go to hell!

If I can’t get rid of this one or that one, who can I get rid of!

[…] Get rid of, get rid of, get rid of, what else do you know besides getting rid of!

Without a second thought, Chuzheng—kill her!

[…] Is it the same meaning if I change the word!?

At this moment, Cheng Xiao’s complexion had changed, clearly not expecting Chuzheng to cover her mouth so quickly.

“Mmm mmm mmm…”

Cheng Xiao struggled, making muffled sounds from her throat as hatred began to fill her beautiful eyes.

Chuzheng raised her hand to strike Cheng Xiao’s neck.

Cheng Xiao’s eyes rolled back, and her body went limp.

Chuzheng let go of her, and Cheng Xiao hit the ground, her head striking against the table and breaking open.

Wow…

That’s brutal.

Chuzheng watched without a hint of sympathy for a while, then turned and left the room.

The Palace Attendant who had come to call for her earlier was waiting outside.

Chuzheng: “…”

And now there’s a witness!

Under the slightly fearful and tense gaze of the Palace Attendant, Chuzheng thought for a moment.

She pulled out some silver notes.

Palace Attendant: “…”

Cheng Xiao had tried to frame Chuzheng for wounding her; she obviously wouldn’t want more people to know about it.

Chuzheng threatened coldly, “It doesn’t matter if you rat me out, for falsely issuing Imperial Decrees is a capital offense…”

But I’m different!

I have the Death Exemption Token!

The Palace Attendant stuttered, “You… you have no proof.”

“If I want proof, I could have a hundred pieces of it.”

Chuzheng shook the silver notes in her hand.

“Or you could choose otherwise, and I’ll kill you, so no one will ever know…”

The girl in front of her said this without any expression, and the Palace Attendant did not doubt for a second that she would dare to do it.

Palace Attendant: “…”

The Palace Attendant clutched the silver notes tightly.

Chuzheng slipped her hands into her sleeves and left at a leisurely pace.

Watching Chuzheng’s retreating figure, the silver notes in the Palace Attendant’s hands felt scorching hot.

Not long after Chuzheng left, the Palace Attendant started screaming, “Assassin! There’s an assassin! Catch the assassin!!”

Chuzheng had just walked a short distance when she saw a young man leaning at the corner.

The young man was dressed in black, and behind him blossomed clusters of bright flowers, setting him off as if a deity had descended to earth.

Sunlight filtered through gaps in the tree canopy, casting a speckled pattern of light and shadow on the young man’s black clothing.

The young man’s side profile was as pale as exquisite suet white jade, immersed in warm water, soft and moist.

In the distance, the noise from capturing the assassin was getting chaotic.

The noise stopped in front of the young man, his world silent and tranquil.

“Did you kill someone?” the young man’s gentle voice asked.

“No.” What nonsense! She’s not even dead!

The young man’s gaze fell on Chuzheng’s sleeve and chest.

Chuzheng glanced at it, probably from when she had fought with Cheng Xiao and blood had smeared on her clothes.

It looked quite ghastly at the moment.

“She’s not dead,” Chuzheng stated calmly.

Yan Gui’s light brown eyes looked behind, as the noise of capturing the assassin grew closer and closer, heading their way.

“Catch the assassin!”

“Over there!”

“You go that way! Don’t let the assassin escape!”

These people sure run fast!

Chuzheng took a few quick steps towards the young man, pulled him, and whisked them both into a dark corner to hide.

The young man was pressed against the wall by Chuzheng.

His back was against the cold stone.

His chest was full of the warmth of her softness.

The clanging of armor and the disordered footsteps of the Imperial Forest Army grew closer.

Chuzheng’s attention was on the outside.

Yet the youth stared at her without blinking.

Chuzheng glanced back slightly, meeting the youth’s tranquil pupils that gleamed with a dark sparkle, adding a touch of melancholy to his demeanor.

His eyelashes fluttered lightly, and the light in his eyes shifted, turning the corners of his mouth down in a docile smile. He parted his lips but made no sound.

Chuzheng pondered the shape of his mouth—probably saying “I won’t tell anyone.”

So, should I thank you for that?

As the footsteps outside receded, Chuzheng released the youth, creating some distance between them.

The youth leaned quietly against the wall and asked her, “What did you do?”

Facing the bloodstains on Chuzheng’s body, he didn’t show much reaction.

“I didn’t do anything,” replied Chuzheng. “What are you doing here?”

“I live over there,” said the youth obediently, pointing to a nearby hall.

Chuzheng: “…”

Alright then.

Even if he’s a Prince without favor, he’s still a Prince.

“Don’t wander around for no reason.” Being framed and bullied and still having me rescue you, you weakling!

Chuzheng held her blood-stained clothes, desperately wanting to change them—wanting, wanting, wanting to change right now!

She looked around, preparing to leave.

Her dress hem suddenly grew heavier as slender fingers, like jade bamboo, tugged at her sleeve, pulling it down slightly to reveal the youth’s fair wrist.

Yan Gui whispered, “You’ll be seen like this.”

Chuzheng replied with frank directness, “I won’t; I’m good at this.”

Chuzheng pulled her dress hem back and hurried to change clothes!

[Miss, is it really okay to leave the Good Person Card here alone?]

What’s not okay about it? He was originally here, after all.

[…]

Amidst the chanting from the King’s Account, Chuzheng took a few steps away, then turned back: “I’ll escort you home.”

Today I must keep trying to be a good person!

The youth’s delicate features relaxed slightly, giving him a more dimensional appearance.

“Okay.”

He held on to Chuzheng’s sleeve, taking the initiative to choose a path: “This way, no one will come.”

–

“This is the ‘no one will come’ you mentioned?”

Chuzheng, with an indifferent expression, was holding Yan Gui and sitting on a large tree, the lush canopy concealing their figures.

Below were busy palace attendants passing by, along with the Imperial Forest Army who rushed over afterwards in search of assassins.

Are these people pigs?

“Sorry, there weren’t any when I came…” the youth said softly, apologizing.

“Never mind.” The Good Person Card can’t be undone, so continuing the discussion is pointless.

Chuzheng asked him to hold the tree trunk.

Chuzheng took off her blood-stained coat and hung it on a nearby branch.

After disrobing, Chuzheng seemed to have no intention of holding Yan Gui again.

The obedient youth kept hugging the tree trunk, sneakily glancing at her: “I… may I…”

“May you what?”

Yan Gui fell silent again, just quietly looking at her.

Why are you looking at me!

Say what you want!

For the Good Person Card, even the stars and The Moon in the sky must be plucked!

I’ve never been so nice to anyone in my life, I could cry from being so moved by myself!

Yet Yan Gui remained silent.

The youth clung to the tree, and though there was no particular expression on his face, he inexplicably looked a bit wronged.

“…”

After pondering for a while, Chuzheng took his hand and drew him close.

Yan Gui leaned against Chuzheng’s shoulder, his light breath hitting her neck, tickling like a feather.

Chuzheng held back for a moment, then said, “Can you not breathe?”

“…I would die.”

“…”

I’ll endure it.

After all, he is the Good Person Card!

Yan Gui probably wanted to stay a bit away from Chuzheng, but he miscalculated the degree of his movement.

The cool touch of lips suddenly landed on Chuzheng’s neck. Chuzheng looked down, and the instigator was just lifting his head.

In those serene eyes, there was nothing but innocence and bewilderment.