Romance of the Three Kingdoms

The Legend of Yueying: Two

Xiang Ji, Shu, 161 A.D.

As soon as the dragon patterned boat flicked over onto the docks, blazing the green eyes with red, I knew there was trouble.

And now, I have set aside to only move with my bowel in turmoil, to see the very distinct man of Qiao try to comprehend a deal with my own father.

Those girls danced about in my garden, I can see leaning over through the clear glass window. My father will notice every time I did, so I straightened up, smiled, and poured some more tea.

I am so much better than this, but my father said when ever nobles like this come to Xiang Ji it will put the butterfly into affect. That the butterfly will drift and dance into the sorrow wind, making us wish, we had done differently. Or just wonder the outcome.

That these people, could wipe our sacred 'palace' if you will. With a soldier. With one single soldier.

The issue was tense, they wanted Xian Ji. As Wu's. And Shu would let them to. Xiang Ji was worth nothing to Shu's eyes, it's just a mere island that happens to be there.

But so, why do Wu want it? A base can't be replace a garden. It would do Wu no good. And rats aren't the one to think how pretty such a garden looks.

Why don't I just shrug the feeling that though girls were up to no good? That they are the 'women' behind every man. That they weren't children, but what Yueying had feared before.

I was excused from the room, and my feet rambled across the cobblestone.

Faster.

Faster!

I dashed down the hall and broke free into the passive wind.

And I eyed the girls, glared vigorously, and swung my hand fully to catch the little ones hair.

"Owie!" she screamed.

"Xiao!" the dark haired one screamed it reply.

It was easy for me to just flip the taller one on her back side into the laying dirt before she was in tears, and slapped the other one in her tight small breast before slamming her on a stone.

"Daddy! Ō! Ō!"

I smirked looking down at the squirming girls, "Your dad cannot hear you. The trees muffle your voices, this is my sacred garden. Now tell me why, Wu wants this land."

The little one crawled her ass to her crying sister arms pouting her small lips, "Th-there's nothing you can do. This garden is ours!"

"Tsk. Hell it will be."