Tang´er, you didn´t want to murder the eight prince, right?“ Su Yuela incredulously looked at knife in Jing Xin´s hands, then looked at smiling expression of Qu Tang´er. She felt her scalp tingling.
„Wrong. When you murder someone you have to repay with a life. I truly don´t want to repay a life with another life. It would be such a disadvantage.“ Qu Tang´er´s slim hand pointed at the direction of top of the bed. „Do you see? All I wanted was only for that thing on the top of bed to fall down.“ In order to avoid wedding night, she racked her brain and thought about several tricks.
This last trick was pouring a water!
Even the most ferocious lust would cool down after being poured by this cold water.
Qu Tang´er also possessed a little bit of self-awareness.
She knew her tricks although cannot be put on table[2] , but it´s better than having none.
„Tang……“ Yuela had no words.
„Don´t worry. There would be no one dying. Besides, I had no opportunity to put it in to use.“ Qu Tang´er shrugged her shoulders, unconcerned.
„Won´t you regret doing this?“ Yuela truly didn´t understand the way her brain was working. Didn´t married women ought to use every possible means to obtain favor of their husbands?
„I won´t.“
„What´s bad about having authority, power and status?“
„It´s bad.“
„Why?“
„There´s no why. I simply don´t like it.“ To Qu Tang´er, Su Yuela´s doubts were never doubts. And she, till now, always had only one purpose – freedom. The freedom she yearned for……..cough. The main point was to find a way to return (to the future). She knew, that if she was able to come here, there´s definitely a way to return back.
[1] idiom meaning leaving in anger or displeasure
[2] idiom meaning shameful, vulgar, low, not presentable