The Abused Novel Heroine Became a Clingy Sweetheart [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 44.2

At that time, He Ting propped his chin up and said lazily, “Because they are all too boring.”

“Unlike Sister Shunan—” He seemed to recall something fun and laughed to himself endlessly.

His eyes shone as he emphasized, “She is especially interesting.”

Although she just wanted to dismiss You Ting, what Consort Li said was sincere.

After He Ting grew up, he also opened a residence outside the palace.

He preferred to stir up trouble outside and didn’t like to come into the palace much.

Consort Li loved her son very much, and she would grant all his requests.

Since He Ting had rarely found a playmate, Consort Li thought it would be a good thing if Shunan could keep He Ting happy.

Of course. If she had personally seen how He Ting interacted with You Ting, she would probably never have such a ridiculous idea again.

What Consort Li said was exactly what You Ting wanted.

She glanced at the eager He Ting and slowly raised her red lips: “Alright.”

“It’s been a long time,” You Ting slowly began, “and I have also… missed Seventh Brother very much.”

After saluting Consort Li, she and He Ting left the hall together.

He Ting raised his hand, stopping the palace servants who wanted to follow behind them.

His expression was impatient: “Sister Shunan didn’t bring any attendants, so you don’t follow me either.”

The palace servants were hesitant.

He Ting raised his eyebrows, and after a while, he suddenly smiled quite sweetly.

But the words coming out of his mouth were horrifying: “If anyone dares to come, I will break their legs.”

“It’s okay, I heard that if a leg is broken for a short time, skilled imperial physicians can reattach it.”

He looked thoughtful, “Shall I find you a dog’s leg to attach instead, alright?”

“I’ve never tried that kind of game before,” He Ting looked excited, “Whoever wants to follow, hurry up and follow!”

The palace servants were terrified by his words, shaking like sieves, and naturally no one dared to step forward.

He Ting withdrew his gaze in disappointment and complained to You Ting, “Sister Shunan, they are all so boring.”

You Ting scoffed lightly, her tone mocking: “He Ting, you are indeed still like this, you haven’t changed at all.”

“Yes, Ting’er has always been like this. What does Sister Shunan want me to change into?” He Ting blinked and asked with a smile, “Like He Zhige?”

Before You Ting could answer, he shook his head to himself: “No way, he’s just a hypocrite. Ting’er doesn’t think much of him.”

You Ting smiled: “A hypocrite and a truly bad egg, who is nobler than whom.”

He Ting’s eyes were filled with displeasure, “How can Sister Shunan call Ting’er a bad egg, Ting’er will be sad.”

“Enough, enough,” You Ting lost her patience, “You’re a grown person, why are you still acting pitiful every day?”

“It’s just the two of us here. Who are you putting on a show for?”

Unknowingly, the two of them had left the palace servants behind and walked a great distance, reaching a deserted, remote area.

He Ting said with an innocent smile, “Of course, I’m putting on a show for Sister Shunan, but Sister never pities Ting’er.”

Before his voice faded, he had already stretched out his hand and launched a palm strike.

You Ting was prepared and agilely dodged.

He Ting’s moves were faster and fiercer with each attack.

As he punched out, his sleeve trembled, and he tossed out a small, emerald green snake.

Although the snake was small, it was highly venomous.

While avoiding the emerald green snake, You Ting grabbed He Ting’s wrist.

With a forceful tug, she pulled him in front of her, followed by a decisive elbow strike.

He Ting cried out in pain.

You Ting seized the opportunity and subdued He Ting in a few quick moves.

And the snake was also gripped by You Ting at its ‘three inches’ (a vital spot) with an expressionless face.

She held up the emerald green snake and dangled it in front of He Ting, disdainfully saying: “It’s been so many years, why are you still only capable of this one trick?”

He Ting was covered in bruises, yet a more satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He looked up at You Ting, “Sister Shunan is indeed still so interesting.”

Then he sighed with a little regret, “You’ve been hiding in the Duan Yang Palace all these years, not playing with Ting’er.”

His tone carried a hint of innocent childlike nature, “Ting’er couldn’t find a chance to kill Sister Shunan.”

You Ting let out a laugh and pressed the foot on He Ting’s chest down harder.

He Ting began to cough violently.

“Even when given a chance, you’re still useless. It was like this many years ago,” You Ting smiled slightly, “and it is still like this now.”

Many years ago, she had encountered He Ting bullying He Zhige.

He Ting had already shown a hint of his twisted nature back then, trying to use a snake to bite He Zhige’s wound, and even planning to build a snake pit and throw He Zhige into it.

Then he was kicked away by You Ting.

You Ting asked him why he did that, and the little psychopath blinked, giving her a sweet smile.

He Ting said, “Because it’s fun.”

He rolled his eyes, staring intently at You Ting, “Sister Shunan, do you want to try it too?”

You Ting patted the little psychopath’s head, then threw him into an uninhabited cold palace, and locked the door.

Since then, she and the little psychopath had been at odds.

Every day in the palace, He Ting would wonder what method he should use to kill Sister Shunan today.

Every few days, he would follow He Zhige, and whenever he saw You Ting, he would try to launch a sneak attack.

Unfortunately, he never succeeded even once.

Later, He Zhige left the palace, and You Ting basically never left her residence.

He couldn’t find anyone to play with and felt very bored, so he also followed suit and moved out of the palace.

In the original plot, Princess Shunan was indeed killed by this little psychopath later on.

“Sister Shunan,” He Ting coughed and smiled, “You’re hurting Ting’er by stepping on me.”

He said he was hurting, but the excitement in his eyes grew brighter.

You Ting was speechless.

He truly was a little psychopath, who only became more twisted as he grew up.

She threw the snake onto He Ting.

The little snake was raised by He Ting, so it naturally wouldn’t harm him. Smelling its owner’s scent, the startled little snake crawled back into He Ting’s sleeve pocket.

You Ting stared down at He Ting.

“I’m warning you, don’t harbor any designs on Song Yaozi.”

“Otherwise, I won’t let you off so easily next time.”

He Ting blinked: “Is Sister Shunan very concerned about Miss Song?”

You Ting narrowed her eyes, lifted her foot, and mercilessly stepped heavily on He Ting’s sternum.

He Ting grimaced in pain, looking at You Ting with a look of grievance and accusing: “Sister Shunan is too fierce to Ting’er.”

You Ting: “Shut up.”

She removed her leg, “I speak, you listen.”

He Ting rubbed his chest, pouting in pain, but this time he didn’t say anything more.

You Ting squatted down, reached out, and grabbed He Ting’s collar.

She pulled him closer to her, her eyes no longer hiding their icy murderous intent.

“Song Yaozi is my person. If you dare to touch her, He Ting, I will definitely kill you.”

Hearing these words, not only did He Ting show no fear, but his face even flushed with excitement.

He asked: “Like with He Zhige before?”

He Ting tilted his head, as if recalling past events, “I only touched him lightly, and you gave me a severe beating.”

You Ting’s mouth twitched.

Was whipping with a cane considered ‘touching lightly’?

Her voice was cold: “It’s different.”

The gaze directed at He Ting was utterly chilling, “I said, I will kill you.”

The malice in her eyes was unconcealed. He Ting could tell that You Ting was speaking her genuine truth this time.

If he touched Song Yaozi, You Ting would really kill him.

He Ting’s eyes darted around, “Alright, alright.”

He smiled at You Ting: “Because Ting’er is the most obedient to Sister Shunan.”

Then he was pushed away by You Ting with a palm strike.

You Ting stood up, no longer paying attention to He Ting sitting on the ground, and left directly.

He Ting sat in place for a long time before the pain in his chest finally eased.

He climbed up from the ground, dusted off the footprints on his clothes, and mumbled a complaint in a low voice: “Sister Shunan is so mean, she dirtied Ting’er’s clothes.”

However—

He flashed a brilliant smile in the direction You Ting had left, his canine teeth pointed.

He could fight with Sister Shunan again, how interesting.

As for that Miss Song, he had only heard others mention some title of ‘Phoenix Girl’ and found it momentarily novel,

Compared to Song Yaozi, Sister Shunan was definitely more interesting.

He Ting took the emerald green snake out of his sleeve pocket.

The small snake rubbed its head affectionately against his palm. He Ting smiled and placed the snake on the ground.

Then, he mercilessly stepped on it.

A smile still hung on his lips, but the emotion in his eyes was extremely cold.

“So useless.”

He Ting murmured softly: “It looks like I need to find a more fun pet for Sister Shunan next time I enter the palace.”

…

…

You Ting didn’t need to guess to know what He Ting was planning.

The little psychopath’s attention had temporarily returned to her, so he probably wouldn’t bother Song Yaozi again.

She didn’t know what kind of bad luck Emperor Ning Jing had to sire sons who were all less than normal.

The most normal one, the Crown Prince, died the earliest.

You Ting recalled the various princes she had encountered in the palace over the years and finally realized that the only slightly better one was the Second Prince, He Changsi, born of the Empress.

He Changsi was a gentle-natured person. If she had to choose one of them to be the Crown Prince, You Ting would prefer He Changsi.

Unfortunately, He Changsi had a less-than-clever mother who was too overbearing and interfered with everything, which resulted in her son’s personality being a bit weak.

Such a person, if he were to occupy the Eastern Palace.

In times of peace, even without significant political achievements, he could likely become a benevolent ruler.

Certainly much better than the cold-hearted He Zhige and the little psychopath He Ting.

You Ting seriously considered.

She wanted to escape from the palace, to avoid a fate like marrying far away, and she needed leverage that could rival Emperor Ning Jing.

In the current situation, was there any gamble bigger than the position of the Crown Prince?

Let the various princes suspect and fight one another, and finally bring this fire to Emperor Ning Jing’s doorstep.

Only by stirring up the muddy waters could You Ting ensure her own safety.

The Imperial Examination was about to be held. Since ancient times, the young scholars who passed the examination were the people the princes sought to recruit.

Unsurprisingly, without He Zhige’s interference, Song Yaozi would also enter the fray.

In the original plot, He Zhige successfully secured the allegiance of the Zhuangyuan (top scholar) in this examination, gaining a major asset.

This time, You Ting would not let He Zhige win so easily.

When she returned to the Duan Yang Palace, Qing Su had already come back.

“Your Highness, I escorted Miss Song to the Grand Tutor’s residence and only returned after personally watching her enter the gate.”

You Ting nodded: “Well done.”

Qing Su chuckled, then asked in confusion: “When did Your Highness and Miss Song become so close?”

You Ting paused: “What?”

Qing Su explained: “There are quite a few noble ladies who come to the palace for banquets, but Your Highness has never cared about any Miss from any family before.”

After hearing that Song Yaozi came to the palace for the Empress’s flower viewing party and was punished by kneeling, her Highness, who was known for her never-leaving-the-palace-gate nature, immediately stepped out of the Duan Yang Palace.

She even brought the fainted Miss Song back to the palace in broad daylight.

To help Song Yaozi avoid the Seventh Prince, Her Highness even let Miss Song take her carriage out of the palace.

The former You Ting would definitely not have done these things.

You Ting cleared her throat, vaguely saying: “Perhaps, I have a connection with Miss Song.”

Qing Su seemed to half-understand and smiled, asking: “Then is Your Highness friends with Miss Song?”

“Friends?”

You Ting contemplated the word, then hesitantly nodded: “Something like that.”

Qing Su couldn’t understand her hesitation, but she still thought it was a good thing.

Their Highness had been staying in the Duan Yang Palace all these years, and besides her, there was no one else to talk to.

Especially after the Third Prince left the palace.

She felt that Her Highness was too lonely, and now seeing You Ting having a friend, Qing Su was also happy for her.

“That’s great,” Qing Su cheered, “It would be even better if Miss Song could enter the palace more often to talk and chat with Your Highness.”

You Ting glanced at her, “What, you’ve been with me all these years, and you’re already tired of it?”

Qing Su quickly shook her head: “Your Highness, how could I think that!”

“My loyalty to Your Highness is like the endless flow of a great river…”

“Enough,” You Ting smiled and stopped her, “I was just joking.”

“By the way,” she asked, “Did Miss Song say anything on the way back?”

Qing Su thought seriously for a moment, “Miss Song said she was very grateful to Your Highness.”

You Ting raised an eyebrow: “Is that all?”

Qing Su nodded affirmatively, “That’s all.”

You Ting scoffed lightly, unable to say what she felt inside.

She suddenly asked: “How many days until the fifteenth?”

Qing Su replied: “Three days. What is it, Your Highness, do you want to go moon viewing?”

Moon viewing?

That was a good idea.

You Ting said: “Tomorrow, take my invitation card to the Grand Tutor’s residence. Tell Miss Song that I invite her to Yao Mountain for moon viewing.”

Yao Mountain was a famous scenic spot in the capital. The scenery was beautiful, and there was also a very famous Buddhist temple there. It was said that the divine beings in it were very effective.

Therefore, it attracted many noble ladies and madams from the capital to visit the temple and climb the mountain.

Qing Su tilted her head, seemingly confused: “Yao Mountain? Why not invite Miss Song into the palace?”

Yao Mountain had beautiful scenery. Standing high and looking far, there was a pavilion on the mountain for viewing the scenery, which was indeed a good place for moon viewing.

However, hadn’t Her Highness always disliked leaving the Duan Yang Palace? Wouldn’t entering the palace be more convenient?

The reason for not letting Song Yaozi enter the palace was, of course, that she didn’t want Song Yaozi to encounter He Ting or He Zhige.

Outside the palace, those two would be slightly more restrained.

“Why are you asking so many questions? When did you become so garrulous?”

You Ting looked at Qing Su, “Just go and deliver the invitation.”

“Remember, ask Miss Song to accept the invitation.”

Qing Su scratched her head, “Understood, Your Highness. This servant will definitely deliver your message.”

She smiled again: “It seems Your Highness and Miss Song are truly hitting it off! Your Highness has never invited anyone for moon viewing before!”

Hitting it off…

You Ting muttered these words to herself, feeling a subtle mix of emotions.

Silly Qing Su had many things she didn’t think of.

For example, she would never have thought that this moon viewing was just a respectable excuse.

You Ting slowly closed her eyes.

She still didn’t know what kind of situation she should create this time at Yao Mountain.

She could sense Song Yaozi’s attitude towards this matter and her deliberate distance towards herself.

Song Yaozi wished to simply choose to forget it, as if it were just a beautiful dream.

However, how could the affairs of this world be so easily resolved?

You Ting sighed softly.

Her entanglement with Song Yaozi was destined to continue from that night onwards.

The next day, Qing Su arrived at the Grand Tutor’s residence with the invitation card to pay her respects to Grand Tutor Song.

Song Yaozi was the Grand Tutor’s granddaughter, so in any case, they had to greet Grand Tutor Song first.

Learning that the person was sent by Princess Shunan, Grand Tutor Song was quite surprised but agreed more readily—

As long as it wasn’t one of those princes.

The invitation was delivered to Song Yaozi, and she looked up in surprise, “Moon viewing?”

Ying’er was also curious about how the relationship between her Miss and Princess Shunan had become so close after a trip to the palace.

She asked: “Miss, are you going?”

Song Yaozi’s gaze fell on the invitation card.

She suddenly recalled the words You Ting had spoken in her ear—

“I hope, when that time comes, Miss Song will not regret the words spoken now.”

She had always been intelligent and could faintly sense the unusualness behind this invitation.

If she accepted, it seemed as if something was about to change permanently.

To go, or not to go?