Coming of the Villain Boss! Chapter 105 – The Royal Princess (11)

The emperor seemed to be asking Ming Shu for suggestions. But actually, he was giving her orders.

Either he married Cheng Jinxiu or King Huai picked someone by himself. In short, he must be married within a period of one month.

King Huai didn’t make promises, responding with silence. But the emperor took the silence as agreement, and he let them go in short order.

See? If someday your boss is telling you something like “I was thinking about…” or “What do you say…”, then he usually already had a decision in mind.

So…

Why the hell did he call me here?

King Huai left a bit earlier than Ming Shu, but when Ming Shu came out, he was still standing at the door.

“Why help me again?” he asked.

Ming Shu took out a pack of candy while walking unhurriedly to “her” uncle. She answered in a delighted tone, “To show my thanks, Uncle, for sending me back. I am a good, grateful child.”

Her eyes and eyebrows were both curved in a tender smile, which was like the gentle spring breeze of March, blowing over the rivers and rippling the water.

It was not that kind of simple and childish smile though. On the contrary, she was very smart.

“It was Ye Cong’s idea to send you back, don’t thank me. Just mind your own business.” King Huai temporarily set aside his doubts toward Ming Shu, walking with his hands behind him.

Ming Shu tilted her head, amused, a candy bar in her mouth. What an arrogant man!

But are you sure you’re sniffing at the right person? If you’re really capable, just rise in rebellion.

Where’re my snacks!

There was only one road leading out of the royal study room, so Ming Shu had to follow behind King Huai while eating. But halfway there, she was attracted by the lotus in the imperial garden, and ran to pick the lotus seeds, parting ways with King Huai.

The seedpod of the lotus was in the middle of the pond. There were no boats or tools, which gave Ming Shu another chance to use the prophecy ability.

[…] If the predecessors of the prophecy ability know that the Guest would use prophecy to gain food, they might have jumped out of the coffin to kill her.

“Except for getting food, what else can this skill do?” She had tried to “predict” that the emperor would die or the imperial palace would disappear, but none of these great prophecies had been realized. This skill was just for bragging.

[There is a clear distinction between prophecy and spiritualism. You shouldn’t use prophecy as a spiritual technique.] The Harmony System was speechless. It absolutely couldn’t understand the Guest using prophecy as a spiritual technique, trying to “change” what was going to happen.

#The Guest always has a way to update the usage of a skill#

“It doesn’t matter.”

Snacks are justice.

In this view, this skill is very useful, but it’ll be better if the time could be shortened a little.

Ming Shu ate lotus seeds leisurely at the pond, gathering a bunch of brightly colored koi around her feet. This kind of fish didn’t taste good, but they just kept showing off in front of Ming Shu, which almost roused her appetite. She stared at the koi, wondering about how to eat them.

Just as Ming Shu was entangled in the thought of whether to eat them or not, a moving figure appeared in the corner of Ming Shu’s eye. She took a glance at it, but only stopped for a second before returning her eyes to the koi.

Ming Shu rolled up her sleeves and began to execute the fish-catching plan.

Putong—

Some heavy object fell into the water, sending up a spray, and the whole pond was disturbed.

Ming Shu witnessed as the koi were all frightened into sinking deep into the water, leaving not even faint shadows.

Ming Shu’s heart bled.

My fish!

Damn it, which idiot is throwing himself into the water!

Couldn’t you just find another pond?

On the other side of the forest shade stood the Princess Rong Hua, wearing elegant royal clothes and watching some “thing” which was struggling around in the water.

The “thing” was a human.

That human was being shoved down by the head at the hands of Princess Rong Hua’s maid, stopping her from surfacing. It was a crime scene—drowning a person alive!

The imperial palace was really a scary place.

Ming Shu put away the unfinished lotus seeds in a leaf, approaching Princess Rong Hua.

“Princess Rong Hua, what crime has this maid committed that warrants you punishing her like that?” Unexpectedly, Cheng Jinyun’s voice emerged from the green shade, holding a sense of justice.

Even if she was an evil fake female protagonist, the story plot just couldn’t avoid a clichéd routine.

“I can do whatever I want, it’s none of your business. By the way, who do you think you are that you dare order me?”

“You Highness, it’s just you seemed to be going to drown her, that’s not the punishment, right?”

“Well, she deserves it! Who gave her courage to block my way! Besides, what’s the big deal of drowning a maid in the palace? She has lost the right to her life since the day she entered here.” Princess Rong Hua didn’t show any mercy, and she was even quite proud of what she just said. Then she warned Cheng Jinyun in a cold voice, “You mind your own business. Don’t think you are an important person with the title of future wife of the prince. It doesn’t mean he will be the final prince.”

If Father really gives the whole country to an idiot, I don’t think the ministers will agree.

That fool will be abolished sooner or later.

“I didn’t expect the princess to be so vicious at a young age.” Cheng Jinyun’s voice changed a bit.

“What? Vicious?” She dared to say I’m vicious. Princess Rong Hua was burning in anger, and she pointed to Cheng Jinyun immediately, ordering, “Take her down.”

Together with yesterday’s anger, I’ll punish this woman now!

Cheng Jinyun was just a weak common person, while the people of Princess Rong Hua were more or less knowledgeable about Kongfu, so Cheng Jinyun was soon contained.

Ming Shu walked a half circle to reach them. When she arrived, the show happened to be playing the scene of Cheng Jinyun being pressed into the ground by Princess Rong Hua.

Wow, two subjects for gaining Hatred Points are together, who should be the first?

For the sake of fairness, Ming Shu decided to gain the points from the two simultaneously.

Ming Shu rummaged in her sleeve, pulling out a colorful round animal, and lifting it like a dumpling; it was soft, lacking bones.

The little beastie opened its sleepy eyes in confusion, then struggled with its short legs, the furry claws scratching Ming Shu’s hands.

Let me go, why take me out!

I was sleeping!

The little beastie got very angry, fur standing upright all over its round body. But Ming Shu didn’t let it go, and kept rubbing the fluffy fur, which made the little beastie look more and more like a colorful dumpling.

Stop, stop, what are you doing?

[Guest, should I ask… Why is it here?] When the Guest was sent back, it didn’t detect any other consciousness in the passage.

But why is this little beastie here?!

Ming Shu passed the buck and said, “You ask it.”

The Harmony System rolled its eyes (though it had none). It couldn’t communicate with an “animal.”

Forget it. Anyhow, the stronger the fighting power of the Guest is, the easier it is to collect Hatred Points. The advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

Ming Shu threw the little beastie on the ground the moment it was about to bite on her hand. “Go, push the two people over there into the water.”

The little beastie shook its fur, very angry, and roared inside.

Why don’t you go do it yourself?

Why me!

I’m not going!

“If I had that ability, would I need you?” There were quite a many people over there. This weak chicken body, I doubt if it can beat even one of them. I’m not stupid, of course I can’t go by myself . Ming Shu kicked the little beastie. “Hurry up, or I’ll…”

The little beastie suddenly got nervous, and its black jewel-like eyes stared at Ming Shu tightly.

Ming Shu smiled. “… Deduct your food.”

The little beastie’s fur, which had just flattened, stood up again. It hopped on the ground like a bouncing ball. You bully me, you cruel master. Why bully me!

“Don’t eat any of my food then.”

Hearing this, the little beastie suddenly stopped. It curled itself into a dumpling, murmuring with complaints, and then rolled toward the two people.

The little beastie was very efficient in finishing the task. Cheng Jinyun together with Princess Rong Hua were swept into the water by a blast of “evil wind.”

The little beastie then rolled back, depressed. As it was about to climb back to Ming Shu’s sleeve and continue its nap, Ming Shu flashed to one side. The poor little beastie fell down onto the ground and its mouth was filled with mud.

“…” I will change to another master!