On the way back.
Qixing seemed to have finally figured something out. “Feng Jie, what did you mean by your previous words… Are you bidding for Emperor Ji’s ring in order to exchange it for honor points at the Crimson Flame Academy?”
Ye Wanwan’s face grew dark, and flames flickered in her eyes, as if she had returned empty-handed after encountering bandits halfway. She spoke slowly and emphatically, “To obtain Emperor Ji’s personal ring is an S-level mission worth ten thousand honor points.”
Hmm, and then, she flew away just like that.
Beidou suddenly realized, “So Feng Jie, you’re after honor points!”
“Otherwise? In your eyes, am I that kind of ruler who neglects her duties, indulges in debauchery, plays with fire and toys with vassals, and is obsessed with pleasure all day?” Ye Wanwan retorted with a hint of annoyance.
Driven by a strong survival instinct, Beidou, for once, didn’t court death and immediately spoke up, “Originally, I did think that way, but today, I must reflect on my past misconceptions of you, Feng Jie. Your lasciviousness is just a disguise and a facade. In reality, you are the most rational, wise, far-sighted, and strategic ruler!”
Ye Wanwan accepted Beidou’s flattery with a smile.
That’s about right…
The car continued to drive steadily and happened to pass by a roadside stall displaying many handmade crafts woven with red strings.
Ye Wanwan called out to Qixing, who was driving, “Qixing, wait, stop the car. Get down and help me buy a red string from the vendor.”
“Feng Jie, are you buying a pendant?” Qixing asked upon hearing her words.
“No, I just want a string,” Ye Wanwan replied.
“Alright.” Although Qixing didn’t know what Ye Wanwan wanted the red string for, he got out of the car and made the purchase.
After getting out of the car, Qixing politely communicated with the vendor, and soon he returned to the car.
“How did it go? Did you get it?” Ye Wanwan asked.
Qixing raised his hand and handed a red string to Ye Wanwan. “The vendor gave it to me for free.”
Ye Wanwan playfully touched Qixing’s face with a smile. “Not bad, not bad. Well done!”
Qixing pursed his lips, blushing slightly.
Beidou grumbled, “It’s just a piece of string. If it were me, I could have gotten a whole bundle for free!”
Ye Wanwan shot him a glare.
“But Feng Jie, why did you make Qixing buy these worthless strings?” Beidou curiously asked, with Qixing looking equally puzzled.
Ye Wanwan didn’t answer immediately. Slowly, she reached into her pocket and took out a small black velvet box.
As soon as Beidou saw the box, his eyes lit up—it was Shura Lord’s cufflinks!
That’s worth a billion, a whole billion!
“Feng Jie, did you finally decide to sell it? I get it now. You didn’t sell it to Miss Shen’s family earlier because you wanted to get a higher price. I think you could easily sell these cufflinks for two billion! Feng Jie, you’re truly wise…”
While Beidou rambled on, Ye Wanwan took out the obsidian cufflinks and threaded them onto the red string. Then, she directly wore it around her neck.
“How is it? Does it look good?” Ye Wanwan gently caressed the cufflinks with her
fair and delicate fingertips, lazily raising her eyebrows.
Beidou: “…!!!”
Two billion! How could it not look good?
What happened to not indulging in debauchery, not being a ruler lost in pleasure, and not being an inept ruler?
Thank goodness she didn’t win Ji Xiu’s ring. If she had, would she have worn Emperor Ji’s ring on her hand and Shura Lord’s cufflinks around her neck?