Dear Brother, Your Chest Wrap Has Fallen Off - Chapter 12

Cui Jiarou watched as the official certificate was about to crumble in his hands and couldn’t help snorting in anger. She continued, “Sister Cui is kind-hearted and heroic. She believes I shouldn’t be confined to a corner, but should reach out to the world and realize my ambitions in life. She gave me a hundred gold coins and silk cloth, and the copper bowl was also given by her. She wished me the best job possible, as a ‘good bird chooses the right tree to nest in.'”

“What happened next?”

“Later, I arrived in Qiuchi. On my first day in the city, I lost my copper bowl and nearly let Sister Cui down. Fortunately, I’m multi-talented and all-knowing, so I never had to worry about having nothing to eat.”

“That’s it?”

“Of course.  I can’t help if you don’t believe it.”

Xue Lang raised his eyes and looked at her carefully, but saw that she was standing perfectly straight in front of him with her head held high, as if she would not bow her head easily.

To be honest, given “his” cunning nature, he only believed 30% of what “he” said.

But now it seemed that the last person Miss Cui Fifth had seen before her disappearance was only Pan An. Whether he believed it or not, he couldn’t easily come to a conclusion.

“By the way, why are you asking about Miss Cui Fifth?” She looked at him suspiciously, and her mind quickly recalled something.

If saying that she had provoked him in the past as Cui Jiarou, it was only when he returned to Beijing to present the prisoners two years ago. She was hiding in a tree and was almost mistaken for an assassin. She caused a little trouble and damaged his majestic image, that’s all.

If this person kept this matter in mind and suddenly wanted to seek revenge on her….. She looked him up and down, and saw that he had drooped eyelids as if in deep thought. She immediately rushed forward, grabbed his arm, and bit his palm.

He felt a surge of disgust and let go immediately.

She took advantage of this moment to snatch the certificate from his hand, and without caring about her dignity, she stuffed it into her pants. She took two steps back and challenged him, “If you dare to unbutton this young master’s pants, it will prove that you are a homosexual. From now on, I will be bound to you and be your husband for the rest of my life. We will wear the same clothes, sleep on the same bed, and bathe in the same tub!”

He seemed completely stunned by her words, his deep eyes locked on her, as if he was considering whether to kill her first, beat her first, or beat her first and then kill her. After a long pause, he continued with a cold face, “Second question, where is Miss Cui Fifth right now?”

“Don’t know!” she yelled.

A servant happened to pass by carrying fruit, and she immediately followed without looking back.

It was not until she followed the servant onto the platform that he withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to look at his left hand. There was a circle of bloody teeth marks neatly imprinted on the web between the thumb and forefinger of his hand.

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Cui Jiarou found an excuse that she had a headache and feeling uncomfortable, unsuitable to accompany the guests, and successfully declined from attending the grand banquet for the distinguished guests at the Prince’s Mansion. She did not even return to her own side courtyard, and hid directly in the felt tent of the newly acquainted Gulan’s family, and managed to join them for lunch.

Gulan’s grandmother, Lao Aji, took out all the most precious food stored in the house and entertained her generously.

It was not until Gulan brought in the news that Xue Lang and his group had left that she lifted the tent curtain and looked out. Sure enough, she saw that the group had already ridden down the Chang’an Bridge on horseback. They left in such a hurry without any sign of them turning back. Only then did she feel relieved and left the tent to return to her own side courtyard.

That night, in the side room with the doors and windows closed, there was an exquisite cup in the middle of the rosewood desk.

Two gentlemen were kneeling on both sides of the table.

The handsome and graceful one was Cui Jiarou under the skin of Pan An.

The one who was as robust as a yak was Third Young Master Bai.

Jiarou looked at Third Young Master Bai solemnly, “If you want to learn how to control points, you must first promise me that you won’t use it in gambling games involving more than one coin.”

One coin? Isn’t it just a five-zhu coin? In the city of Quichi, a pancake costs two coins.

“Disciple follows Master to learn how to stack up ‘a pillar supporting the sky’, why did Master not set any limits?” Third Young Master Bai was puzzled.

“’One Pillar Supporting the Sky’ was just a show of skill, a display of brilliance. Now this is a real skill. Not to mention you, even Master, when learning this skill, was required to swear not to gamble recklessly. Otherwise…..”

“Otherwise what?”

“Otherwise, this stunning appearance of mine will be ruined.”

Third Young Master Bai gasped, “Master is actually so cruel?”

“So, you too, swear a solemn oath and sacrifice something you care about most. Master sees that you seem to be in love with Miss Baer Jia from across the grassland. If you violate the sect’s rules, Master will curse you and Baer Jia to be long-lost siblings.”

“Isn’t this too poisonous?”

“Then do you still want to learn?”

Third Young Master Bai endured again and again, before finally gritting his teeth and saying, “Learn!”

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When the apricot blossoms on the entire Qiuchi grassland fell and began to bear green fruits the size of pearls, Qiuchi finally welcomed the annual horse racing festival.

All tribes and royal families of the Qiuchi grassland would attend this grand festival; several rare horse breeds would also appear at the horse racing festival, such as the legendary Ferghana horse.

In Chang’an, the Ferghana horses were presented as tribute by small countries in the west and kept in the royal stables.

Cui Jiarou’s maternal uncle was the Minister of the Imperial Household, in charge of the palace’s carriages and horses. He had the privilege of often meeting these precious horses. Every now and then, she would go to him and act spoiled with him. But even though he extremely doted on her, he was exceptionally unyielding on the matter, and her dream of meeting the precious horses never came true.

According to the laws of Qiuchi, the Ferghana horses could only be owned by the King of Qiuchi, and all of them were kept in the palace city within the city of Qiuchi. Even the richest Prince Baiyin did not have one.

Therefore, if she, a dandy who enjoyed all the glory and wealth, had any regrets in life, “never having seen a mythical horse” would definitely be one of them.

Several Ferghana horses would be coming to the race – this good news simply made her unable to sleep at night.

However, along with the good news, there was also bad news.

Anxi Grand Protector Xue Lang would also go there to formally appear in front of the people of Qiuchi.

Once the old enemy was mentioned, even the Ferghana horse was no longer effective.

She immediately made a painful decision, out of sight, out of mind, and she would not go!

But the day of the horse racing festival finally arrived. When the sun was halfway up in the sky, she was about to see Third Young Master Bai off, and the other five married girls of the Bai family returned to their parents’ homes in groups. They wanted to first rest there before going to the racecourse.

The girls of the Bai family all inherited the round face of Prince Baiyin and the bright and beautiful eyes of the princess. They were all famous beauties on this grassland.

What’s more valuable was that each of the five sisters was more enthusiastic than the other.

The five girls had long heard that their youngest brother was subdued by a teacher for the first time, so the first stop they all went to when they returned to their parents’ home was Jiarou.

When they saw that he was an extremely handsome young man, they were so happy that they couldn’t stop smiling. The five sisters came forward together, held her hands and never let go.

Jiarou was very adept at dealing with women. She offered compliments in a variety of ways and shared two beauty tips at the right time, which made the five white ladies burst into laughter.

However, the sons-in-law who came with her suddenly gathered together and began to appreciate the sword. When the sword was unsheathed, their eyes all fell on her, and she felt cold.

After this scare, she decisively said goodbye to the beauties and quickly set off on the road to the horse racing festival with Dali.