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Young Master Jingren has always been accustomed to being overbearing, so how could he yield? He stood still, daring anyone to move. San Chun wanted to hide, but her hand was tightly grasped, and she couldn't break free, so she could only close her eyes and wait for the carriage to crash into them.
The carriage did not hit them; it stopped just under half a meter away. The coachman pulled on the reins and shouted angrily, "Who dares to block the road? Do you know who is in this carriage?"
Recalling the words spoken when she first met Jing Ren, San Chun couldn't help but chuckle. There is no end to arrogance; he is arrogant, and there are those even more arrogant than him.
Jing Ren's face turned pale with anger as he placed his hands on his hips, "You dare! Do you know who I am?"
"My lord, someone is blocking the road," the coachman whispered to the carriage.
"Which Brat is so audacious?" The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a person stepped down.
Was that really a person? At the moment he appeared, almost everyone must have thought this.
He had a round, chubby face with a round nose, short and fat, making one easily think of a pig. His laughter sounded like a donkey, startling everyone around.
"Wow—Young Master Jingren is here too; what a rare sight."
Jing Ren glared, clearly feeling that fate had brought them together as enemies, "It's you, Er Yunqi."
Yunqi was furious; he hated being mocked for his height, especially by Jing Ren, who always called him 'little one.'
Just as he was about to explode with anger, he suddenly noticed San Chun beside Jing Ren, and his eyes lit up. With a sly smile, he said, "Jing Ren, who is this person? Such beauty—how about sending her to warm my bed?"
Yunqi's reputation in Ying City was even more notorious than Feng Lingjun. He was the brother of the Queen of Chu and the son of the Chief Minister. Everyone in Ying City knew that he preferred men over women; while others bullied women, he bullied men and kept countless Pederasts in his household.
He relied on his sister being the Queen and acted recklessly in Ying City. It was no wonder that he and Young Master Jingren were at odds. Their mutual dislike had been brewing for quite some time, and every encounter ended in a fierce fight.
Jing Ren felt very displeased. It was one thing for him to bully him, but daring to look at San Chun with that kind of gaze was absolutely unacceptable. With a cold laugh, he said, "Gift for you? Why don't you go eat shit instead? That would suit you better."
Yunqi was furious. "You are just the King of Chu, a bastard, and you dare to mock me?"
Jing Ren smirked, "What if I laugh at you?"
Yunqi's anger intensified. "I will beat you to death."
"Let's see who dies first."
Both drew their swords simultaneously, their presence overwhelming. The onlookers instinctively stepped back, thinking this was a duel between famous swordsmen.
However, once they started fighting, it quickly turned chaotic with eyes rolling everywhere.
San Chun watched in disbelief. She had seen duels before, but those were always between skilled swordsmen; she had never witnessed a fight between two completely untrained individuals.
These two were completely unaware of what techniques they were using, wildly slashing and stabbing, nearly hitting bystanders several times. Eventually, perhaps finding the swords cumbersome, they both discarded them and resorted to hand-to-hand combat. Kicking, stomping, gouging eyes, picking noses, twisting fingers—every possible move was employed.
This was not a duel; it was simply two street ruffians brawling.
As the masters fought, the attendants behind them also got caught up in the chaos. Each one ended up bruised and battered; those who looked like pigs became even more pig-like, while those who didn't now resembled pigs as well. San Chun stood aside and also got swept into the fray. She had been seething with anger with no outlet until this moment presented an opportunity. With a flurry of punches and kicks, she managed to take down eight out of ten participants in the brawl.
A fight ended with both sides being completely annihilated, and a group of people lay on the ground, wailing. Only San Chun remained standing, looking at the chaos around her with a sigh.
After taking a few steps, she kicked something on the ground; it was all the gifts Jing Ren had given her, now trampled and ruined. She rubbed her aching fists, feeling quite upset, not understanding what kind of unfortunate event she had encountered today. She had just gone out shopping, and now there was this fight?
Jing Ren was injured and would likely not appear for a while. San Chun returned home and began practicing with the warriors alongside Qing. Having something to do kept her from being seen as too idle by Feng Lingjun, who might otherwise send her to play with Jing Ren.
She thought the agreement would come to nothing, but the next day someone from Jing Ren's residence came to invite her, saying that Young Master Jingren refused to take his medicine without seeing her.
Feng Lingjun suggested she stay at Jing Ren's place for a couple of days, and once Jing Ren recovered, he would send her with Yan Ping on a mission to the Seven Kingdoms, after which they would not meet again.
At that moment, San Chun only wanted to find a way to escape Jing Ren's entanglement and did not think deeply about his words. It wasn't until later that she realized she had fallen into a trap and that he already knew she wouldn't be coming back.
When she entered the room, Jing Ren was throwing things around; everything that could be thrown had been tossed. He shouted, "Get out—everyone get out!"
A Bamboo Slip flew toward her but narrowly missed hitting her head. San Chun dodged and picked up the dusty Bamboo Slip, realizing it hadn't been touched in at least a year.
With a sigh, she thought he certainly didn't seem like someone gravely ill; Feng Lingjun's words were indeed alarmist.
She pointed at him and said, "Go lie down on the bed."
To her surprise, Jing Ren complied immediately, lying back down under the covers, leaving only his two round eyes peeking out at her.
Stepping over the debris on the floor, she asked him, "Are you going to take your medicine?"
He shook his head.
He had the servant prepare another bowl of medicine and personally brought it to him, saying, "Get up and take your medicine."
Jing Ren blinked his big eyes happily, looking at her eagerly, "Feed me."
Perhaps swayed by his pitiful appearance, she really did hold the bowl and fed him the medicine bite by bite. Watching him gulp down the bitter medicine with a joyful smile on his face, she suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion in her heart. It was as if he were her younger brother, her own flesh and blood.
To be honest, she did not dislike him. Although this young man could be a bit overbearing and temperamental, he was rare in his innocence and sometimes even a bit childish. Especially when he wasn't throwing a tantrum, he could be quite endearing. Seeing him felt like seeing another person, someone whose name she couldn't recall but whose presence she could feel from time to time.
She didn't understand why Jing Ren was so attached to her; it seemed to be because she resembled someone. But when she asked about that person, Jing Ren refused to say who it was, only smiling and saying that as long as she was with him, he was the happiest person.
Is a person's happiness due to the existence of another person? She found this hard to comprehend. With Qing by her side, she only felt at ease; she never thought about whether she was happy or not. However, with her company, Jing Ren was willing to take his medicine and treat his injuries; he insisted on holding her hand to fall asleep. She felt like a dragged dead dog, burying her face in the blanket and unable to sleep well all night.
Feeling this position, she couldn't help but think back to when she first met Qing, how her attachment to him was similar to how he felt now. He must have felt quite painful maintaining that position back then.
Thinking this way, her gaze towards Jing Ren softened. In this world, if someone needs you and the person you need is by your side, that must be what happiness is…
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