Free Web NovelChapter 2254: Chapter 16: Rouge Lips
If he does not ask me, there is no need for words.
If he mentions it, there will be no time to meet.
...
What experiences Zhu Bijing, once pure and innocent like a blank sheet, has gone through these past two years, Jiang Wang does not know.
But from the attitude of the Diao Hai Building’s land management officer before him, perhaps one can glean some clues.
The current top ranking on the Sea Hero Chart’s secondary list likely describes those stories behind the scenes.
The young girl once deceived by Hu Shaomeng has now become a notable figure overseas. The girl once sheltered by her sister from worldly storms can now, with a single utterance, stir the winds and rains across the Near Sea Archipelago... Time is equally fair to everyone.
Marquis Wu’an of Daqi, Jinghai True Lineage of Diao Hai Building.
What they receive is shown before people. What they lose is deeply hidden in their hearts.
"Tell her for me..." Jiang Wang paused, and in the end, only said, "Thank you."
The land management officer respectfully withdrew.
Jiang Wang did not linger at Haimen Island either, and returned straight to Qi Country.
There was no news of Shisi setting sail; he couldn’t send a long-distance message to Zhongxuan Sheng as he worried Zhongxuan Sheng might go mad.
Yet... no sign in the border regions, nor overseas, where exactly is Shisi?
...
...
Adorned with red flowers, wearing a long dress.
Applied rouge, touched up red lips.
Shisi had not dressed like this for a long time.
Or rather, she had never dressed up... Thus, she was quite clumsy.
That day she went to Linzi’s famous rouge and powder shop and bought a lot of makeup bits and pieces.
Then she sat alone in her room, silently dressing up for a long time.
Not speaking wasn’t something difficult; she seldom spoke anyway.
Because her voice was naturally soft and not at all fierce, she tried not to speak to maintain the deterrence of an Iron Armored Guard.
Over time, she almost stopped speaking in front of others.
Yet without that incessant chattering beside her... she wasn’t very accustomed to it.
Zhongxuan Sheng was someone who could hide his thoughts well. He would smile first when meeting people, nine out of ten words were untrue. Over the years, only when alone with her did he often talk endlessly. Though she couldn’t understand the convoluted hearts and tangled interests.
Still, she was willing to listen.
There was no dressing mirror at home; she used Dao Technique to conjure a Water Mirror.
She believed she released the Dao Technique well; the Water Mirror was stable and clear, and the Path Origin distribution was quite reasonable... But as for eyebrow painting and lip outlining, they were indeed complex, causing her hand to stumble.
The powder shop had given her a tutorial; it took her a long time to understand it.
She was quite clumsy.
But she wanted to dress well once, wanted to show Brother Sheng. Not for any other reason, just wanted Brother Sheng to see. See how she dressed meticulously, see her red lips, the beautiful new clothes she bought—
Sadly, she could not show Brother Sheng.
Of course, she knew her identity.
Since she was very young, people had repeatedly told her... Who she was, what her responsibilities were, what her destiny was.
Actually, she could not remember much of the training, because her memory wasn’t very good. Only she remembered, she had to protect Brother Sheng... using her slender shoulders and courageous heart.
That was... a long, long time ago.
At that time, she was about a little over two years old, not yet three.
That day, she and a dozen children walked into a Buddhist hall.
She saw a very handsome but very haggard man. In her memory, he was wearing a hairpin but dressed in monk’s robes, holding a chubby baby, kneeling before the Buddha statue.
The man looked at her for a while.
She still remembered that gaze.
It was clearly such exhausted, such resentful, such painful eyes, yet it had such a compassionate look.
The man said, "It is her then."
Her fate changed from that moment.
She began receiving the best teachings, preparing to adapt to the Channel-opening Pill, started to have the possibility of being Transcendent.
But only had to remember one thing—protect that child.
Protect that child.
From when everyone was very small until now that everyone is grown up.
She likely never had many thoughts; her mind had always been simple.
She just clumsily wanted to protect that little fat boy.
This was an obsession, a sentiment, a life ideal.
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Thinking back now.
Probably that day, coming from Dong Street entrance, she lived again from death, it was the first time he cried. Holding each other, they walked the streets of Linzi. The sunset was brilliant, the sky so magnificent.
At that time, she really wanted to keep walking like that.
Maybe even earlier.
In those unrecognized moments.
Such as each time she pulled him up from the ground, such as she stood fiercely before him wearing iron armor wielding an iron sword. Such as those days she listened quietly, while he talked endlessly...
"You also hate me, right?" the little fat boy once asked, his eyes red, puffed up with anger: "You also had no choice but to always follow me?"
That time she summoned the courage, pinched his chubby cheek: "I think you’re adorable."
Thinking of this, Shisi smiled.
But after smiling, she felt a bit sad.
Sadness did not begin today.
Nor did it begin with that conversation with the old Marquis.
During that fight with Wang Yiwu, expending all her power yet easily having her consciousness shattered. Her last thought was—what will happen to Brother Sheng?
