Chapter 3 The Little Girl's Arch-Nemesis

  Do you know the meaning of "nemesis"? For that little girl, money might be her nemesis!

  The power of the push was enormous, and the little girl was caught off guard. With a loud thud, she fell under the bed, hitting her forehead this time: "Ahh... waaahhhh..." Even if you were made of stone, you'd feel wronged in such an unlucky situation; even if you were made of iron, you'd feel pain!

  Qian Buli was not moved by the crying voice, his eyes coldly staring at the approaching person, with a strong intention to kill! Although Qian Buli had been training hard under the supervision of Old Man Qian since he was young and had some skills in various grappling, fighting, and internal martial arts, his current physical strength could not exert its due power, so the gun became the only choice. Qian Buli was not trying to scare the opponent, as long as the opponent made any slight movement, his bullet would be fired.

  This is a temporary misunderstanding that cannot be explained for the time being. Qian Buli didn't have time to reflect on where he did wrong, and could only categorize the other party as a 'bad person'.

  In Ke Lan's eyes, Qian Buli was also a 'bad person'. Although she was just a maid, she had grown up in wealth and prosperity, and had never seen such ferocity and murderous intent in someone's gaze. Ke Lan's hand trembled slightly.

  The two people stared at each other, neither of them moving. Qian Buli didn't move because he was in unfamiliar territory and didn't want to cause any big trouble, while Ke Lan didn't dare to move.

  Just then, a soft and beautiful voice came in: "You... what are you doing?"

  "Princess! Don't come in, it's dangerous!"

  Qian Bu Li then hastily stretched out his hand, pulled up the little girl who was lying on the ground and crying loudly. Now he had time to reflect, the force of his push earlier was indeed a bit too great...

  The little girl's appearance was comparable to that of the legendary Dou E, crying with a broken heart and unbearable sorrow. Each sob and each line of tears accused Qian Buduo of his crimes.

  "You... don't cry, it's all my fault." Qian Buli's face was slightly red and his ears were burning, but his comforting skills were really clumsy. In that world, he had been with many women, but he had never comforted a woman before. Basically, they all came to him automatically, which could be considered one of the special skills of a noble son.

  "Let me go!! Bad egg!!" The little girl cried out while struggling with all her might.

  Qian Bu Li was worried that the misunderstanding would deepen, so he quickly let go of his hand. However, many things in this world are such that the more you fear something, the more it will happen! The little girl struggled with great strength, and she didn't expect Qian Bu Li to suddenly let go of her hand. As a result, with a loud thud, the little girl sat heavily on the ground, and before she could even react, another loud thud was heard as the back of her head hit the ground. The pitiful crying sound stopped abruptly, and it was clear that the poor little girl had been "tortured" into unconsciousness.

  Qian Buli, who always thought he was quick-witted, was now at a loss for words, his face flushed bright red. As he got out of bed, he muttered incoherently: "This...this...how did this happen..." Qian Buli even blurted out 21st-century internet slang, revealing the turmoil in his mind.

  "Halt! What else do you want to do?!" A loud shout came from Ke Lan's small mouth, Ke Lan's face was even redder than Qian Bu Li's, but while Qian Bu Li's red face was due to embarrassment, Ke Lan's was due to extreme anger.

  Qian didn't dare to move, he wanted to put on a smiling face, but was worried that people would misunderstand him as being pleased with the misfortune of others. In the end, he managed to squeeze out an extremely ugly crying-smiling face: "I... I..."

  "Ko Lan, this gentleman didn't mean it." A soft and beautiful voice intervened: "You take Ko Li to the doctor right away."

  Qian Bu Li finally had the chance to take in the princess, a stunning beauty with silky hair, wearing a pale blue long dress that accentuated her proud and upright bust. The sunlight streaming through the window scattered across her hair, highlighting subtle glints of light, like a dream or fantasy. Her small face, flushed pink, had an upturned nose and red lips, all revealing her charm and allure; under her long, curved eyelashes were a pair of bright eyes, filled with amusement, as if savoring Qian Bu Li's awkwardness.

  "Princess, could it be you..." Ke Lan's eyes were fixed on Qian Bu Li, in her mind, Qian Bu Li was undoubtedly an extremely dangerous person.

  "You go." The princess interrupted Ke Lan's words faintly and immediately turned to Qian Bu Li: "Mr., is your body better?"

  "I'm much better, thank you for your concern." Qian Buli suddenly came to his senses. Although the princess's beauty was stunning, Qian Buli had seen many beautiful women in modern times and wasn't easily captivated by good looks. His self-control had always been strong.

  The princess's eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Let me introduce myself, I am the eldest princess of the State of Zhou, Ji Shengqing. May I ask your surname, sir? Where are you from?" Ji Shengqing said as she extended her small hand to Qian Buli.

  "My surname is Qian, my name is Qian Long!" Qian Buli was almost jumping for joy! He could finally use the name he liked! Qian Buli was too excited to notice that the princess in front of him had been addressing him with "you" while he was using "you" back to her, a way of speaking that could only be used between people of vastly different social status, such as a princess and her own maid.

  A fierce anger flashed in Ji Shengqing's eyes, as a princess of a country, she was actually looked down upon by others, this not only insulted her but also insulted her nation!

  Before Ji Shengqing could react, Qian Buli's large hand reached out and grasped Ji Shengqing's small hand, saying with great elegance: "Nice to meet you."

  Qian Buli thought he had done a good job, just holding the princess's hand for two seconds before letting go, not taking any advantage of her. He was indeed a gentleman among gentlemen. Unfortunately, the other party seemed to have a different understanding than his own. After Qian Buli withdrew his hand, Ji Sheng's small hand still remained stiffly extended forward, and in her bright eyes there was anger, surprise, and a hint of curiosity.

  Qian's mood had stabilized a lot, and when he saw the princess, he suddenly thought of those boring ancient costume TV shows and movies, Mo... Mo perhaps...

  Ji Sheng's emotions were extremely contradictory. Logically, she should have immediately called the guards to bind this strange man who had insulted her and hang him in the public square! However, the man's smile was very natural, full of warmth, and she couldn't see any malice in it. What was going on?

  Just as the two were at a stalemate, a commotion suddenly erupted outside the door. An old man in his sixties, wearing a white long gown, walked in, followed by over a dozen fully armed soldiers.

  "Your Highness! You... is everything all right?" The old man asked nervously.

  "My earl, what wind has blown you here?" Ji Shengqin turned to the old man with a hint of a smile.

  "Ko Lan Xiao... Oh, there was a soldier who just heard that there were crying sounds here. I'm worried that Your Highness encountered an accident, so I hurried over." The old man looked at the princess again and then turned to glance at Qian Bu Li: "Your Highness, you... are alright?"

  "Hmm... What's going on? I was just having a great conversation with Mr. Qianlong... " Ji Shengqing said, his expression suddenly stiffening as he turned to Qian Bu Li: "You're Qianlong? The Emperor Qianlong???" Ji Shengqing's shock was beyond measure. Emperor Qianlong was a hero who had unified the grassland tribes over a hundred years ago, known for being deep and cunning, with unpredictable military tactics, able to conquer wherever he pointed his whip! If he hadn't mysteriously disappeared in his prime, the grassland tribes would have already unified the entire continent by now!!! Thinking back to yesterday on Snow Peak, Guard Captain Ji Eleven had said that judging from the color and texture of the ice layer, it must have been a very long time ago. A hundred years? Wasn't that a very long time?! Could it be that Emperor Qianlong's disappearance was because he was frozen in the ice layer?! But... the age didn't seem right, this person looked young, while Emperor Qianlong had disappeared in his prime!

  Money didn't expect that the name he came up with on a whim would have any connection to some great emperor, and he hastily waved his hands: "No, no, no! I'm just an ordinary person! You've misunderstood!!" Money thought this was just a small misunderstanding that could be explained away, but he was wrong! Throughout the entire continent, there wasn't anyone who could be frozen for a very long time and then wake up again - this in itself was a miracle! Who are the ones skilled at creating miracles? Of course, they're either gods or... heroes!

  Apart from those two brainless maids, most people who have heard about this matter already consider Qian Buli to be an unbelievable existence. Even the eldest princess of the Ji Zhou Kingdom, Ji Shengyin, thinks so too. Otherwise, with her noble status, she wouldn't have rushed to see Qian Buli like that.

  He's saying "you" again!! Ji Shengqin took a cold breath, no! No way! With the supreme prestige of Emperor Qianlong unifying the grassland tribes, with the war spirit that makes countless countries tremble with fear, who in the world is worthy of being called "You" by Emperor Qianlong? None! Not one!

  "Ji Sheng suppressed the turmoil in her heart and turned to Earl Jia Tianxiang: 'My earl, I...I have some matters that I'd like to discuss with Qianlong...Mr. Qian alone.'"

  Jia Tianxiang's eyes went straight, staring blankly at Qian Buli, until Ji Shengqing called him several times, he finally reacted: "Yes, Your Highness." After finishing speaking, Jia Tianxiang knelt down on one knee, took over Ji Shengqing's small hand, kissed it once, and then stood up slowly and backed out. As he left, he still stared at Qian Buli with a fascinated gaze, making Qian Buli feel cold all over.