Chapter 118: 202 chapters, even in death I won't be your 'Second Lady

202 chapters, even in death I won't be your 'Second Lady'

2o2 chapters, even in death I won't be your 'Second Lady'

--Liu Guozong Spring Diary thirty-four

In the late night of spring, it was still. Old clouds drifted across the sky; in the azure cloud-filled heavens, of course there was no starlight, nor moonlight.

In the still night, I recalled that beautiful, pure, willful, persistent, and unyielding little girl――

It was probably spring, or maybe summer? The little girl went to the seaside to enjoy spring, or to swim in the sea.

This little girl was beautiful, pure, willful, and persistent. Willfulness and purity often constitute a kind of beauty, a kind of persistence. And the wicked people of the world often exploit your willfulness, deceive your purity, and tarnish your beauty.

Look, that beautiful, pure, willful little girl by the seaside is now being eyed by the evil dragon king of the sea――

"Abduct this lovely little beauty!" the dragon king told the shrimp soldiers and crab generals of the sea.

This bunch of turtle bastards, having eaten and drunk their fill, were idling with nothing to do, wanting to go 'look for idle vines' to extort the weak and make some money, a bonus. They had already set their sights on that beautiful little girl by the seaside; upon hearing the master's words, they said: 'Abduct her…'

The turtle bastards all clamored, churning the calm sea into waves several zhang high. The beautiful little girl, not knowing what was happening, was swept away by the sea.

The little girl struggled and shouted in the seawater. It was all in vain. In the end, her beauty was still captured by evil.

The little girl, dazed and stumbling, was brought by the turtle bastards into the dragon palace. The dragon palace was splendid, glittering with gold and azure. The dragon king, with a lecherous grin, gazed at the beautiful little girl and said, 'Be my second lady; I will guarantee you endless wealth and honor for life. I am rich and powerful, and when I have nothing to do, I will take you to travel the world, to tour mountains and view waters…' This old lecher in the sea, a great ruffian, still wanted to go on.

"Shut your dog mouth, I am pure and beautiful; how could I let you, this lecher, defile me? Even if I die, I will not be your second lady…

Old ruffian, do you know who I am? I am the pearl in the palm of the Yan Emperor, Princess. If you dare to treat me any way, the Yan Emperor will know, and Africa will surely make your dragon palace overturn. Drag this eyeless, pearlless sea-bottom colored dragon, strip its skin and pull out its grass—unacceptable.

Originally, the beautiful, pure, willful little girl who was bathing and playing at the seaside was the daughter of the Yan Emperor.

The old dragon king, upon hearing that the shrimp soldiers and crab generals he had sent to capture had brought back the renowned Princess of the Yan Emperor, was also startled: 'If this matter were known to the Yan Emperor, and the Yan Emperor came to cause trouble at the dragon palace, that would indeed be a bit difficult to handle. But now sending her back would let the world know that I, the old dragon king, abducted a civilian beauty—wouldn't that make my reputation even more infamous?'

Just as the old dragon king was hesitating, his yellow-faced wife knew this old killer's thoughts: 'You old lecher, abducting a young maiden to make her your wife—you know you're meddling with the Tai Sui, which is trouble. Let her go, but you'll still spare no effort to pursue this little sprite; better yet, devise a scheme to kill this little girl and be done with it.'

Thus she said to the old dragon king: 'If you let her go, she will file a complaint, and our hideout will surely be razed by her imperial father sending people. The best way now is to let her die in the dragon palace.'

The ruthless old lecher said: 'Alright, just do as the woman says…'

That beautiful, pure, willful daughter of the Yan Emperor was drowned by the seawater.

The beautiful, pure, willful maiden sought revenge and redress. She transformed into a small bird, carrying wood and stones from dawn to dusk from a place far from the seaside, intending to fill the sea!

This year the wind and snow were fierce; I heard that even during that blizzard, the landfill work never ceased.

Now that spring has come, she will surely work even more diligently; in the late night of spring, she must have already risen, right…