A Cutie Spoiled by Her Seven Uncles-Chapter 624 Who Says I’m Desperate
Chapter 624: Chapter 624 Who Says I’m Desperate
Little Suisui was very confused and asked Ji Youzhi, "Why doesn’t Uncle Seven want the beautiful sister’s tea?"
"If one can’t offer a future to someone, then they shouldn’t give them hope!" Ji Youzhi murmured.
Little Suisui blinked in confusion, her eyes questioning what he meant.
But Ji Youzhi merely sighed without explaining further.
Outside the door, Xie Pan’Er heard this, and her entire body stiffened.
So it wasn’t her imagination; the Seventh Young Master was intentionally avoiding her. And he clearly knew of her feelings for him!
Tearfully, Xie Pan’Er turned and carried the tea back to the kitchen.
In the kitchen, the head cook, Auntie Fatty, was preparing vegetables. Seeing Xie Pan’Er return with the untouched tea, she asked in puzzlement, "Miss Xie, didn’t you take tea to the young masters and young misses? Why have you brought it all back untouched?"
"Ah... they... they said they weren’t thirsty, so I brought it back."
She had barely finished speaking when they heard Young Master Long’s voice from outside asking, "Is there any tea?"
Auntie Fatty said in confusion, "Eh? Didn’t Miss Xie just say none of you wanted tea?"
Auntie Fatty brought the teapot out and handed it to Young Master Long—who was, in fact, our Emperor.
"Did Miss Xie come to offer tea?" Young Master Long asked, puzzled by Auntie Fatty’s words.
"Yes! Just a moment ago. But she went out with the tea and came back with it, looking quite dispirited, as if she had suffered some devastating blow."
Auntie Fatty’s words left Young Master Long perplexed.
"Then where is she now? Where did she go?"
"It seems she went that way, probably towards the bow of the ship."
On the deck, Xie Pan’Er faced the sea breeze, her mind entirely consumed by Ji Youzhi’s earlier words: "If one can’t offer a future to someone, then they shouldn’t give them hope." She also replayed all the moments she had spent with Ji Youzhi recently. She just couldn’t understand why Ji Youzhi would say such a thing, or why he was so certain he couldn’t offer her a future.
In a moment of distraction, the handkerchief in her hand fell over the railing.
A gust of wind brought Xie Pan’Er somewhat to her senses. Seeing her handkerchief outside the railing, she braced her hand on the railing and was about to lean over to pick it up.
Unexpectedly, a frantic voice cried out from beside her ear, "Don’t!"
Startled, Xie Pan’Er’s hands and feet slipped, and her entire body tumbled towards the sea.
"Don’t! Grab onto me!" Young Master Long yelled, lunging forward and managing to grab Xie Pan’Er’s foot.
"Help... Help me!" Xie Pan’Er shrieked, terrified as she hung upside down.
"Don’t worry! I... I’ll hold onto you and pull you up!"
Young Master Long had practiced martial arts since childhood, so pulling a young lady like Xie Pan’Er up from outside the railing was still quite manageable. But even so, it took an enormous effort.
"Phew... finally... back up," Xie Pan’Er gasped, panting heavily, celebrating her survival after the ordeal.
"Did something upset you so much that you wanted to jump into the sea?"
"I wasn’t trying to jump into the sea!" Xie Pan’Er, utterly bewildered, widened her eyes and stared at this Emperor who, after leaving the Palace, had become Young Master Long.
"You weren’t upset? Then why were you... why did you climb over the railing to... to..."
"Who told you that going over the railing means trying to commit suicide?" Xie Pan’Er was about to explode with anger; she had nearly been killed by this Son of Heaven due to his misunderstanding.
"If you weren’t trying to commit suicide, why were you climbing the railing? If not to jump into the sea and kill yourself, then for what? Stop making excuses!"
Xie Pan’Er wanted to scoff at his words. However, the person before her was the Son of Heaven; she couldn’t afford to scoff! Thus, she chose to get up and leave, unwilling to utter another superfluous word.
Watching Xie Pan’Er’s dejected, retreating figure, Young Master Long couldn’t help but grind his teeth. He grumbled indignantly, "Such ingratitude! Doesn’t even know enough to thank her savior."
And so, Little Suisui and her companions began their life at sea.
Meanwhile, in Yunhang County, the entire Government Office was in an uproar.
"What did you say? Who went out to sea?" Wu Li, the County Magistrate of Yunhang County, exclaimed in shock.
The dock supervisor, bowing, quickly responded, "There were seven people in total, two of them children!"
"Who’s talking about children? I’m asking what you just said about the attire of one of these people. Did you say he had silver hair?"
The supervisor nodded repeatedly. "Oh, yes! There was such a person. He was dressed in white, had silver hair, and was holding a little girl’s hand. The little girl even called him Master!"
It’s all over, it’s all over! That’s National Master Feng Wushang! Why would Feng Wushang come to our insignificant Yunhang County? And why so coincidentally? Moreover, he’s gone out to sea! Could he have been sent by His Majesty the Emperor?
Wu Li murmured to himself, speculating endlessly.
The dock supervisor stood by, listening to Wu Li’s monologue, and then hurriedly said, "If the National Master came to Yunhang for disaster relief, why didn’t he come to the Government Office? Why did he go out to sea instead?"
"That’s also what puzzles me," Wu Li said. "Could he have found out about those things we did?"
"Impossible! Those events happened so many years ago. Who could possibly remember them now?"
"No! Once something is done, people will find out, no matter how secretly we acted back then! Quickly, go find Mr. Wu. Tell him that National Master Feng Wushang has gone to sea, and have him devise a plan to ensure Feng Wushang and his party are stranded at sea, unable to return."
"Will Mr. Wu be a match for the National Master? I’ve heard that even the Great Wizard of Nanjiang was defeated by Feng Wushang."
"Hmph! The National Master’s strength may not have reached the realm of a Grand Master yet, but Mr. Wu is a Half-Step Grandmaster."
"Yes! I’ll go immediately!" The dock supervisor left at once.
Following behind the Imperial Envoy’s disaster relief team for Yunhang County, Mr. Wu, cloaked and carrying a medicine chest, kept a moderate distance.
A white pigeon flew over and landed directly on his medicine chest. Mr. Wu caught the pigeon, removed the note tied to its leg, and opened it. After scanning the contents, a low, hoarse voice suddenly drifted through the air: "They’ve gone to sea? This is an excellent opportunity. Feng Wushang, Little Lucky Star! Very good. If the Great Han’s Little Lucky Star and National Master disappear simultaneously, then I’ll be one step closer to my goal!"
Mr. Wu burned the note to ashes, then with a few leaps, vanished from the spot.
Meanwhile, at the docks, Princess Ata, disguised as a beggar, finally managed to make her way there. She threw several gold leaves before the dock supervisor. "Get me a ship. I want to pursue the large vessel that set sail today."
Seeing the gold leaves, which were not in circulation in the Great Han, the dock supervisor’s eyes lit up, and he muttered in great surprise,
Could it be that Mr. Wu isn’t handling this personally? Is this person sent by that old gentleman to stop Feng Wushang?
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Chapter 624 Who Says I’m Desperate
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