Is It Forbidden to Bully the Heroine of the Novel? - Chapter 13
Chapter 13
The Big Wolf
The two of them had lunch here, and Jiang Yao didn’t want to send Song Muyun back so soon; instead, she took her to the treasury pavilion.
Song Muyun thought she wanted to buy some jewellery, so she didn’t refuse and obediently followed her.
Inside the Treasure Pavilion, the ladies were choosing jewellery. Some of them recognised Jiang Yao and Song Muyun and showed a hint of surprise on their faces. Song Muyun was once a noble lady who attended many banquets in different households. Her gentle temperament and literary knowledge made the noble ladies love to talk to her. But now, disgraced, her father imprisoned, her family exiled, and herself banished to the pleasure quarters, she was no longer in the same league as these women.
She came to the Treasure Pavilion?
That wasn’t the most surprising thing. What surprised her most was… walking in front of her was the Prime Minister’s daughter, Jiang Yao.
A martial arts practitioner, Jiang Yao was not well acquainted with the well-read, virtuous and gentle ladies of the capital. She had never had a good relationship with a young lady before, and now she appeared here with Song Muyun?
The Treasure Pavilion was frequented by high-ranking people. Wasnt she scared of being reported to the emperor for appearing here.
Some ladies were quietly worried. They knew of the Song family’s integrity. But under the Emperor’s wrath, no official dared speak up for them. As women, they couldn’t say much, only feel regret in their hearts. They lamented that Song Muyun, in her prime, had fallen into the pleasure district and ruined her life.
At that moment, no one uttered a malicious word. They were all silent, except for Jiang Yao’s rather cheerful voice: “Come here, I think this hairpin suits you very well.”
This was the first time Song Muyun had appeared in front of these familiar ladies since the incident with the Song family. They looked at her with pity, regret, or curiosity. Song Muyun sighed lightly and tried her best not to care, not to greet them, just to walk quickly to Jiang Yao’s side.
In a low voice, she said, “Miss Jiang, I have enough jewellery. You don’t need to buy anything for me.”
Jiang Yao had already been good to her, shielding her from Murong Qing’s torment for several days, giving her money, taking her out to play, inviting her to dinner. Now she wanted to give her something again. How could she accept it?
“You can never have too much jewellery. Come and try this on.”
She inexplicably liked the exquisite and beautiful clothes Song Muyun was wearing, unlike the simple and plain clothes in her dreams. Because… Murong Qing might pull her hair, and wearing hairpins might hurt her.
The Red Butterfly Tassel Hairpin was inserted into Song Muyun’s hair by Jiang Yao without allowing any refusal. When she lowered her head, the shadow of the pearl fell on her snow-white, slender neck, which looked exceptionally beautiful.
Jiang Yao was stunned, beautiful, truly beautiful. No wonder Murong Qing and her stupid brother both liked Song Muyun. With such looks, she was indeed rare in the world.
Even as a woman, she couldn’t help but be attracted to her.
Jiang Yao inexplicably swallowed, a not-so-light gulp that almost caused Song Muyun to look at her throat in confusion, then lowered her head, a faint blush appearing on her face.
Jiang Yao was also embarrassed, not daring to look at Song Muyun. Her eyes wandered around until they landed on the shopkeeper, hastily calling out, “How much is this hairpin? I’ll take it.”
The shopkeeper didn’t recognise her, but looking at her fine clothes, she seemed to be a young lady from a wealthy family, and quickly said, “This red butterfly tassel hairpin is five taels of silver.
Five taels of silver was already the monthly allowance for most young ladies from noble households. But Jiang Yao had a shop given to her by her mother, so she was better off than other young ladies. Ignoring Song Muyun’s gentle tug on her sleeve, she clung to Jiang Yao’s ear and told her not to buy it, but she paid anyway.
After buying the Red Butterfly Tassel Hairpin, Song Muyun was deeply afraid that Jiang Yao would want to buy something else for her. After some hesitation, she took a familiar purse out of her pocket and put it in Jiang Yao’s hand.
Jiang Yao:?
She looked confused when she heard Song Muyun say, “Please don’t spend any more money on me. The hairpin is very beautiful and I really like it. Let’s consider it as my purchase from Miss Jiang. ”
Although this money was also given to her by Jiang Yao…
Jiang Yao lowered her head, her eyes fell on the bag of money she had given away, her lips twitched as she felt absurd taking back the money she had given away. She turned around and stuffed the money back into Song Muyun’s pocket. The soft touch vanished in an instant. Seeing her blush and shyly bow her head, she vaguely understood that scholars were somewhat proud and arrogant. Perhaps she had hurt their feelings by doing this several times.
“I usually come and go alone. It’s rare that someone accompanies me to eat and shop. I’m very happy. This is your reward and you deserve it.”
She pointed to the butterfly that seemed to be flying on Song Muyun’s head.
Song Muyun became even more embarrassed and whispered softly, “But you’ve already helped me a lot. I can’t accept this anymore.”
“How have I helped you? Obviously I’m indulging in pleasure, trying to find a graceful and charming beauty to serve me. Since you’ve done the work and served me, I should give you money. I’m not the type to let women serve me without paying, like those in the pleasure district! ”
Jiang Yao lifted her chin, seemingly very proud, implicitly taking a swipe at the Seventh Prince for not paying.
Song Muyun squeezed her palm lightly and looked at Jiang Yao with affection, “Miss Jiang… why are you so good to Muyun?”
She seemed very puzzled, unable to recall any friendship with Jiang Yao.
Jiang Yao was also taken aback. From these words, she remembered that at first she had been worried about the Jiang family, afraid that they might end up like her in her dreams. Later, she felt sorry for Song Muyun, who was so beautiful and gentle, yet Murong Qing dared to hurt her.
Murong Qing was a beast, and when she saw such a rare beauty being bullied, she felt a pang of compassion. She wanted to stand behind her and protect her, not wanting her to suffer the same torment as in her dreams.
“I’m good to you because you suffer. There’s no need to ask any more.”
Jiang Yao turned her head, a faint red creeping up her ears. After a while, as if she saw something good, her eyes lit up. She grabbed Song Muyun’s hand and said, “Wait for me here. I’m going to buy something.
A person skilled in martial arts moved slightly, and Jiang Yao disappeared in a few steps. Song Muyun could only hurriedly turn her head to look around until she saw the woman in red standing in the street, buying something.
She didn’t move, obediently standing where Jiang Yao had asked her to wait.
Until, in the blink of an eye, Jiang Yao appeared in front of her again, holding two pieces of sugar art (popsicle) in her hand. She handed the one with the rabbit to Song Muyun. “Here, this is a small rabbit made for you. Isn’t it cute?”
Song Muyun took the sugar art and agreed that it was cute, but her eyes fell on Jiang Yao’s other hand and she asked, “What about yours?”
Jiang Yao took a bite of the sugar art, her voice muffled, “It’s a big wolf. Pretty fierce, right?”
The little fairy covered her lips slightly, feeling Jiang Yao’s childish nature, liking powerful things and finding it somewhat amusing. Her eyes were filled with a smile as she nodded in agreement, “Yes, very fierce. You have a good eye.”
Author’s words:
The big wolf wants to carry the little rabbit home~