Chapter 3: The Embroidered Ball “Young Master Gu, do you really want to marry this king?”…
A few wisps of light smoke slowly drifted from the incense burner by the table. The woman sat in a large sandalwood chair, her right hand resting obliquely against her temple.
The scarlet robe under her white cloak fell open slightly as she raised her leg, revealing the gilded patterns that gleamed nobly in the warm winter sun.
Her every movement was conveyed to Gu Sui’s eyes through the small gap in the window.
He gulped, his gaze shifting slightly to fall on her left ear.
On the earlobe was that cinnabar mole he knew so well.
The blood-red color, reflecting the golden sun, suddenly made Gu Sui feel his heartbeat grow uncontrollable.
He had never imagined that one day, he would meet her again.
Perhaps sensing the gaze from the shadows, Mu Jiulu looked up.
When she saw the slightly opened latticed window, the corner of her lips curled into a meaningful smile.
The moment their eyes met, Gu Sui felt as if pricked by a needle and quickly closed the window.
“Young master?”
“She’s the Regent? How can she be the Regent, she…”
Gu Sui furrowed his brow, muttering brokenly.
Everything that had happened since he opened his eyes this morning left him dazed, giving him a feeling of not having fully woken up.
“Do you know what’s at 37 Chengtian Street?”
Gu Sui suddenly remembered something and asked. Hearing this, Sui Yu’s expression turned solemn.
“Young master, Chengtian Street is in the inner imperial city, where the royal clan resides.
Number 37 used to be the Ninth Prince’s mansion, now it’s the Regent’s mansion. Why do you suddenly ask about this?”
Gu Sui drew in a sharp breath, disbelief reflected in his eyes.
“So… it’s really true.”
Thinking back, Mu Jiulu would always unconsciously refer to herself as “this king” and say she was a princess of a matriarchal country.
Gu Sui never took it seriously, how could he have known it was actually true!
Three years ago, Mu Jiulu appeared in his world, and now, he had come to her world.
A… matriarchal world.
It took Gu Sui a long time to accept this fact.
Seeing that the auspicious time was approaching, Sui Yu came forward to urge, “Young master, it’s time for you to go out.”
Gu Sui was in a daze the whole time, he didn’t even know how he walked out.
In any case, when he came to his senses, he was already holding an exquisite embroidered ball standing by the corridor.
“Young Master Gu is talented and exceptionally skilled in martial arts. I have admired you for a long time. If you don’t mind, would you be willing to roam the jianghu with me?”
A clear female voice came from the crowd below, attracting many gazes.
This person was Song Hui, a famous swordswoman in the jianghu. Before Gu Sui could say anything, Ji Huanian from the Minister’s mansion spoke first.
“Young Master Gu is a noble son of the capital, a third-rank general in the court. Only high-ranking noble families are worthy of him. How could he wander the world with you? Don’t be delusional.”
“Hmph, perhaps it’s you people from deep mansions and great courtyards that Young Master Gu doesn’t like. Besides, Young Master Gu personally decided to determine the winner through martial arts, not family background. If you have the ability, just try to grab the embroidered ball first.”
Song Hui, dressed in crimson martial attire and carrying a long sword, said with a smile. Then she looked up at Gu Sui on the corridor, her expression flirtatious.
“Isn’t that right, Young Master Gu?”
Gu Sui couldn’t help but roll his eyes. Song Hui’s blatant flirtation made Ji Huanian’s face darken considerably.
“Song Hui, this is the capital!”
Song Hui shrugged: “Jianghu people don’t care about minor details. I think Young Master Gu won’t mind either. If I’ve truly offended, even if Young Master Gu drives me out, I won’t have any complaints.”
Hearing this, those around couldn’t help but sigh that Song Hui truly lived up to her words that “the shameless are invincible under heaven”.
Everyone knew that Gu Sui was cold and indifferent by nature, without emotion or desire. How could he actively drive her out just because of Song Hui’s few words?
Her behavior made Ji Huanian seem like she was meddling unnecessarily, causing people to feel displeased.
“If that’s the case, then leave.”
A clear and clean voice came from above everyone’s heads. Song Hui was slightly stunned, then quickly looked towards the source of the voice.
“Young Master Gu, I…”
Song Hui was obviously flustered, but Gu Sui didn’t give her a chance to speak further.
“Sui Yu.”
Sui Yu bowed slightly, then drew the long sword hanging on the rack beside him and threw it down.
The sword tip plunged into the ground at Song Hui’s feet. He looked at Song Hui below with an expressionless face and said coldly.
“Miss Song, please.”
The total word count of this book is: 473,237 words. Damn!
Gu Sui’s gaze towards Sui Yu changed.
He had originally just wanted Sui Yu to use the Gu family’s authority to peacefully resolve this seemingly capable person.
But he didn’t expect that this seemingly ordinary attendant was also an expert!
The surrounding people consciously made way for Song Hui. Her face unconsciously darkened.
She didn’t want to leave like this, but suddenly she felt a chill down her spine. Looking back, she met the slightly narrowed eyes of the Regent.
“Who was it that just said they would have no complaints?”
The cool voice pierced through the cold wind. Song Hui’s hand gripping the long sword couldn’t help but twitch at that moment.
This was her instinctive reaction to killing intent.
“I see clearly now how guests are treated in the capital. Farewell.”
Song Hui said in a deep voice, no longer smiling and joking as before, then strode away.
The surrounding people were still looking at each other in bewilderment, somewhat confused.
Not only had Gu Sui spoken just now, but even the Regent had spoken up to support Young Master Gu?
How strange!
When it came to coldness, if Gu Sui claimed second place, only Regent Mu Jiulu would dare to claim first.
She wasn’t someone who would easily meddle in other people’s affairs, let alone Gu Sui’s affairs!
“The auspicious time has arrived. Young master, please throw the embroidered ball.”
Even though one person had been driven away, there were still over a hundred left below.
Gu Sui, pushed onto the stage, let out a long sigh towards the sky, thinking to himself that his fate was truly bitter.
Marriage, marriage, marriage, marrying the ghost! From birth until now, he had only dated one girlfriend, and they had broken up…
?
Girlfriend?
Gu Sui felt as if some fog in his mind had cleared. He stared directly at the Regent sitting on the second floor.
Although she was now an ex-girlfriend, but…
There might still be a possibility of getting back together!
After all, she was the only familiar person in this strange world.
If he had to get married, she would definitely be the first choice.
Having made up his mind, Gu Sui looked at the exquisite embroidered ball with tassels in his hand, and in the next second, he threw it towards the direction directly opposite on the second floor.
He was quite aware of Mu Jiulu’s martial prowess; he certainly couldn’t beat her.
This was a lesson learned from countless nights in the past.
As for the others, seeing how afraid they were of this Regent, they probably couldn’t beat her either.
When the people below saw the embroidered ball leave Gu Sui’s hand, their hearts leapt to their throats for a moment. They were just about to make a move to grab it when they realized the direction the ball was flying was a bit strange.
!!!
It was being thrown to the Regent on the second floor!
Had Gu Sui gone mad?!
People’s gazes followed the movement of the embroidered ball. Just as it was about to fly into the Regent’s hand, Mu Jiulu raised her hand and waved her sleeve.
With a bang, the ball exploded into fragments in mid-air, colored silk fluttering down.
Gu Sui’s eyes widened.
Shattered, it shattered!
The scene was extremely awkward for a moment, silence spreading throughout the entire venue. Mu Jiulu flexed her wrist and made a puzzled sound.
“Which family made this embroidered ball? The quality is so poor.”
Gu Sui gripped the railing in front of him tightly, his lips pressed together.
You, Mu Jiulu, you did that on purpose, didn’t you!
“This servant knew the Regent came to cause trouble. Young master, what should we do now?”
Yun Mu’s face turned red with anger, and the crowd on the first floor also buzzed with discussion.
“So the Regent doesn’t want Young Master Gu to marry out?”
“I knew it, with the relationship between the Regent and General Gu, how could she be so kind-hearted.”
“But… it seems like Young Master Gu actively threw the ball towards the Regent, right?”
“Hiss, how strange indeed.”
Of course, these people also valued their lives, their voices barely audible, only those nearby could hear.
Gu Sui looked across. The person sitting in the chair took a sip of clear tea, as calm and unruffled as if nothing had happened.
Gu Sui gritted his teeth in anger and took another embroidered ball from the tray, scanning the surroundings.
You won’t accept a direct throw, huh? This young master was once the main force of the basketball team, I don’t believe I can’t score one ball!
Gu Sui first pressed the embroidered ball in his hand, testing its elasticity.
After getting a sense of it, he aimed at a pillar in the west wing, flipped his wrist, and threw the ball with ninety percent of his strength.
Mu Jiulu was still lowering her head drinking tea, seemingly not paying attention to the outside world. Seeing the second embroidered ball leave his hand, the crowd prepared to snatch it.
However, the embroidered ball drew a beautiful arc in the air, hit a pillar where no one was standing, then bounced towards the center of the second floor–
Still where the Regent was.
As Mu Jiulu put down her teacup, the cup lid beside her hand suddenly spun out.
From beginning to end, she hadn’t even raised her head, yet she knew exactly where the embroidered ball was coming from.
The rapidly spinning cup lid in the air directly collided with the embroidered ball. With a crisp explosion, both shattered into pieces.
The people below scattered to avoid the falling sharp ceramic shards, extremely speechless.
The Regent not only didn’t want Gu Sui to marry out, but also wanted to eliminate some dissidents along the way!
Gu Sui clenched his fists, almost grinding his teeth to pieces.
He looked at the last embroidered ball remaining on the tray, gave a cold laugh, grabbed it and casually threw it down towards the floor, glaring at the person opposite.
You can take this embroidered ball or not, I don’t care about you anymore!
Seeing that there was finally a chance to snatch this third embroidered ball, the people on the first floor cracked their knuckles, all using their lightness skills to leap up, fully prepared.
Whoever snatched this last embroidered ball would have the opportunity!
“Yan Wu.”
Mu Jiulu’s voice was calm. The maid standing half a step behind her heard and nodded slightly, her toes lightly touching the ground as she leapt up, her body like a small swift swallow, crossing through the air.
Everyone only saw a blur pass before their eyes, and the embroidered ball that should have been in the air suddenly disappeared.
“There!”
After grabbing the embroidered ball, Yan Wu caught hold of a red silk ribbon at the corner of the eaves, pushed off with both feet, and flew back towards her original position.
Although it happened suddenly, someone was quick-witted enough to reach out and grab Yan Wu’s ankle, intending to snatch back the embroidered ball.
Yan Wu remained calm, and immediately a small thin sword sprang out from the tip of her shoe.
That person’s eyes narrowed, immediately withdrawing their hand, but also borrowed some force to leap up a section.
She also grabbed that red silk ribbon, then drew a short dagger from her waist and began to grapple with Yan Wu.
Mu Jiulu sat leisurely in her chair, rubbing the bone archer’s ring on her thumb.
Despite the flashing blades and swords not far away, she remained unmoved.
A moment later, Yan Wu stood before her with a chilling aura, presenting the embroidered ball with both hands.
“Your Highness.”
Mu Jiulu raised her hand to receive it, toying with the brightly colored embroidered ball for a while, then looked towards Gu Sui, her vermilion lips parting slightly.
“Young Master Gu, do you really want to marry this king that much?”
Gu Sui: “……”
Your grandfather!
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In This Life, I Won’t Be Foolish To Lose You Again (Female-dominant)
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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