I Am This Type of Woman

Chapter 9 - Dreams

NOTES:

Huángzǐ fēi – Imperial Prince’s consort

Er gongzi – Second son of an official

Mù zhōng wú rén – to consider everyone else beneath one (idiom); so arrogant that no-one else matters; condescending; to go about with one’s nose in the air

Nǎo xiū chéng nù – to fly into a rage out of humiliation; to be shamed into anger (idiom)

There is a saying of accidental encounters, and there is also a saying that when rivals meet on a narrow path, only the brave will win.

Ban Hua rode on horseback as Xie Wanyu was descending from a sedan chair. Their gazes clashed against each other and Ban Hua could clearly see the ridicule and triumph in the other’s eyes.

Why was she so proud of herself just because she was about to become an Imperial Prince’s Consort (huángzǐ fēi)?

Becoming an Imperial Prince’s Consort wasn’t worth a damn thing. Anyway, in a few years, this whole realm will not belong to those surnamed Jiang. Besides, the kind of rotten hearted man that Jiang Luo was, if it was not because of his distinguished status, even if he were gifted to her to be a male pet, she wouldn’t want him.

“Ban Xiangjun, what a coincidence!” Xie Wanyu stroked the big pearl hanging on her earlobe and looked at Ban Hua with a rosy complexion. Then, seeing that Ban Hua’s earrings were a pair of blood-red gemstones, she dropped her hand and said unenthusiastically, “Why haven’t I seen you come out to play recently?”

“Wrong,” Ban Hua shook her index finger. “It’s not Xiangjun, it’s Jun Princess.”

Hearing this, Xie Wanyu covered the corner of her mouth, smiled and said, “Look at my memory! I had forgotten that you profited from your misfortune and were bestowed the title of Jun Princess. Many congratulations! “

Merely a Jun Princess. In this Daye Imperial dynasty she was not the only Jun Princess. So what was she so proud of? Besides, after the spring of next year, when she married the Second Prince, this little bitch no matter how arrogant she was, would have to obediently salute her.

Misfortune? What misfortune?

It’s nothing more than to laugh at the fact that she was jilted. Ban Hua didn’t even care about this little thing, so Xie Wanyu’s words had no effect on her. Ban Hua played with the whip in her hand and casually said, “Young Lady Xie is dressed really nice today. Have Xie Ergongzi’s* eyes gotten better yet?”

When fighting with people, Ban Hua never beat around the bush. As long as people ridiculed her in a roundabout way, she would taunt them back mercilessly, and furthermore, she would poke them in their sore spots without any attention to maintaining aristocratic elegance and grace. With this invincible skill, not many ladies in the capital dared to provoke her.

Xie Wanyu dared to sting her like this today because she felt that even Ban Hua, no matter how arrogant she was, would not dare to offend her as she was on the verge of becoming the Second Prince’s Imperial Consort.

Who knew that she had underestimated Ban Hua’s courage and brainlessness and Ban Hua had even dared to speak about the issue with Second Brother’s eye to her face. This woman was indeed a poisonous beauty. All said and done, she had in the past been engaged to Second Brother but now that Second Brother had hurt his eye, she was taking pleasure in his misfortune like this. It was really extremely hateful.

But even if she was dissatisfied, she couldn’t allow herself to flare up at the moment. She was the future Imperial Prince’s consort and she must be dignified and magnanimous. Before marrying the second prince, she could not let her conduct fall short by even a single step. She does not want to be jilted by her fiance before she gets married like Ban Hua had, and become the object of ridicule among people in the city.