Chapter 16 (1/2)

16 – Arriving at Jinling [1]

Trundle, trundle… Listening to the hypnotic, monotonous sound of the wheels, Xue Qilin propping her head with her hand couldn't help but yawn. Her long strands of hair moved about. She was looking out of the window, bored.

At first, she wondered if her hair would get messy if it hadn't been washed for a few days, but today was the third day, yet her hair was still smooth.

She was a bit speechless with this result. Could some mysterious change have occurred when I changed genders? Then she thought narcissistically – is that what they call flawless beauty?

Whistling, a sparrow flew past in front of her eyes, as if it was used to the aura of humans.

It's already the 788th.

After she left the Merak Palace and embarking on a journey to Jinling, the idle Xue Qilin has been counting the birds flying by the carriage.

She was too idle.

She hated traveling long-distance. Previously, due to some high-tech trinkets, she could still bear it. But now…

Xue Qilin gave a deep sigh, relaxed her body, and fell backwards, lying on the floor. The floor of the carriage was paved with cus.h.i.+ons. She rolled over, her delicate face rubbing lightly against the cus.h.i.+on.

“Ah, I'm going insane!” After a while, unable to stand it, she shouted, and then buried her face in the cus.h.i.+on.

The gentle sound of a page being turned entered her ears, and Xue Qilin lifted her head. Luo Qing kneel sitting beside her was quietly reading a book.

She seemed to be reading a prose, novel ,or something the like. Xue Qilin has tried to read it before. Unfortunately, it was written in cla.s.sical Chinese, which looked no different from an alien language. Although she could understand every word, but after the words were combined into a sentence, she could not make heads or tails of it.

Xue Qilin slightly tilted her head. The pet.i.te Gong Tianqing huddled in a corner quietly embroidered what looked like a rabbit.

Sigh, it's so boring…

“Little Qing… we aren't there yet?” Xue Qilin asked in a sullen voice.

A bitter smile on her face, Luo Qing looked away from her book, shook her head, and uttered: “Not yet.”

“I've heard this answer 633 times!”

In other words, she had asked this question 633 times.

At first, Luo Qing would look out of the window before answering Xue Qilin, but this time, she answered without doing so.

“Young Ancestor, this, this should be the 641st time…” Sitting in the corner, Gong Tianqing timidly corrected her, which made Xue Qilin feel embarra.s.sed.

“Whatever. Anyway, I'm bored!” Suddenly, Xue Qilin thought of something. Her eyes lit up, and she stared at Gong Tianqing: “Little Qing, let's play a game?”

“What, what game?” Gong Tianqing asked timidly.

Nevertheless, she put down her embroidery, clearly a bit interested.

After all, Gong Tianqing was only 14 years old. She was at the age of being fond of playing games. Despite being timid, the mention of a game still arose her interest.

Xue Qilin sat up and rubbed her hands, saying: “Let's play rock-paper-scissors. The winner shall pinch the face of the loser, what you say?”

“This…” Gong Tianqing hesitated, looking very embarra.s.sed.

Maybe unable to stand it anymore, Luo Qing spoke: “Young Ancestor, it shouldn't take long now. Just bear with it.”

“I don't want to, I don't want to!” Bored, Xue Qilin rolled around on the floor and acted all pampered, “I want to play, I want to play!”

She seems to have forgotten the dignity that she, who was in heart, should have.

“Ok, okay then!” Gong Tianqing reluctantly agreed.

I can finally touch that adorable, tender face! Xue Qilin sat up with a whoosh and pulled up her sleeves, ready to rumble, “Come, come, come!”

Luo Qing sighed helplessly. Xue Qilin failed to notice the look of pity in the other party's eyes.

“One, two, three!” At three, the two extended a hand at the same time.

Xue Qilin looked at Gong Tianqing's small hand clenched into a fist, and her face stiffened. She herself had scissors.

“Young Ancestor, ple, please excuse this martial grand niece's offense.” Gong Tianqing reached out with her s.h.i.+vering hand.

Xue Qilin gawked at the small lily-white palm approach, and then pinch her face.

It was neither painful nor itchy, but the delicate sensation from the other party's fingers was enough for Xue Qilin to relish in the sensation.

Well, this game is really nice. She felt like she would profit no matter who won or lost. Until…

Gong Tianqing had paper, while Xue Qilin gawked at her stone. Feeling like weeping, she looked at Gong Tianqing, who happily extended her hand and pinched her again.

Heavens! This Little Qing is a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Up to now, they played a total of 288 times. Gong Tianqing's record was 288 victories and 0 defeats. Xue Qilin suffered a crus.h.i.+ng defeat.

“Young Ancestor, do, do you want to continue?” Gong Tianqing seemed to be addicted to this game. Pinching a corner of her clothes, she looked at Xue Qilin with an expectant expression.

“Continue! Why wouldn't I continue?!” I don't believe that I can't pinch you once! Xue Qilin's eyes were shot with blood, jut like the eyes of a gambler who was on a losing streak.

Just as they were ready, and Xue Qilin was going to shout “one”, the carriage stopped.

The initiate disciple Qian Duoduo responsible for driving the carriage opened the curtain, stuck his head inside, and spoke: “Young Ancestor, Elder Luo, Senior Disciple Sister Gong, we arrived.”

Arrived!? Xue Qilin hurriedly put on her shoes and stepped out of the carriage. Her b.u.t.tocks felt sore. She really didn't want to stay a second longer in the carriage.