Chapter 14: Cannot Stand Bullying the Weak

Outside the prime minister’s mansion is Anyang Street, the most prosperous area of the capital.

At this moment, the street is bustling with people coming and going, and there are vendors selling their wares along the roadside, making it very lively.

Although this era is quite unfair to men, there is no rule against men showing themselves in public, as there are men doing business on the streets as well. There are even men walking hand in hand with women.

As she passed by, Zhao Xian didn’t see scenes of women coquettishly asking men to buy things for them. Instead, it was men arguing with women and coaxing them to buy this or that.

Watching these scenes, Zhao Xian’s mouth twitched, secretly trying to keep herself calm.

Calm, oh, calm my foot!

Suddenly, she felt it was somewhat fortunate that it’s not men who give birth to children, otherwise her little heart, no matter how strong, couldn’t handle a man getting pregnant and giving birth to a child.

But the only thing she feels happy about is that women in this world didn’t have menstrual periods. It’s strange to think about it, not sure how their bodies were structured, but they could still give birth without having menstrual periods.

Today, Zhao Xian is dressed in a dark cloud-patterned robe, with her long hair tied up with only a white jade hairpin. Walking alone on the street, it didn’t take long for her cold aura and handsome face to instantly attract the attention of countless men and women.

Facing those scrutinizing glances, her expression remained unchanged, as she had seen such looks many times in the modern world.

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In ancient times, there was no internet, so it was boring. You couldn’t even browse a webpage, making life too dull.

The imperial capital is not only prosperous, but occasionally you could also see luxurious carriages passing by. In this place, just randomly throwing a stone might hit a high-ranking official or noble, so it’s not surprising to see wealthy and influential people here.

Zhao Xian was walking when suddenly a carriage came speeding towards her from afar.

“Everyone… Get out of my way…”

In an instant, the people on the road collectively moved out of the way, nervously pushing and shoving nervously, clearly quite frightened.

“Make way, make way. This is the carriage of the Marquis of Fu’an. Commoners, move aside quickly.”

“Hurry up and make way…”

Zhao Xian looked up and saw a whip being directed towards a man holding a child on the roadside.

The man had already begun to dodge, but still got whipped.

“…” Zhao Xian’s mouth twitched slightly; she couldn’t stand bullies like this. Even though the original owner had a notorious reputation, she only targeted corrupt officials who oppressed the common people, so despite being ruthless, she had principles.

“Move aside, or I won’t be responsible for any consequences.”

She was about to give in when she suddenly heard what the other party said, and her eyes turned cold for a moment.

She wanted to see who dared to act so arrogantly. With a flick of her sleeve, she spoke coldly,

“I didn’t realize that people from the Marquis of Fu’an’s mansion were so disdainful of others.”

The indifferent voice instantly reached everyone’s ears.

The woman driving the carriage looked closer to see who was standing on the street, and her face turned pale with fear. She quickly pulled the reins of the carriage.

“Whoa…”

The carriage stopped abruptly, just one meter away from Zhao Xian.

The carriage jolted, and a woman’s roaring voice instantly came from the carriage.

“What’s going on? Damn it, keep moving! If we’re late for my grandmother’s birthday celebration, I’ll kill you damn it.”

As soon as the woman finished speaking, a stuttering voice came from outside the carriage.

“Eldest, eldest lady, it’s… it’s Prime Minister… It’s the Prime Minister” Heavens, can she faint right now, please? She nearly hit the  Prime Minister with a carriage, feels like she’s on death’s door!