Written by: Qian Shan Cha Ke
Crying blood and tears, she pledged a poisonous vow. The gods did not fail her. She was sent back to a decade ago. The legitimate daughter of Jiang family returned from hell.
Forget it, whatever. Since they already claim...
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Jiang Ruan stood completely still at the ship's bow as if she was not a part of this world. For a moment, everyone was silent and feeling absolutely captivated by what they had just witnessed. The whole time, the young masters, who watched with silly expressions on their faces, were mumbling, "There's such an unrivalled beauty among mortals. Having a glimpse at her today, I have no regrets even if I were to perish."
Sitting upright inside the boat, Jiang Su Su's complexion was ashen. Her usual smiling face now contorted into a fierce look. Jiang Li too had not only gripped her hands fiercely but also clenched her pearly white teeth until they were almost broken into pieces.
The Fifth Prince opened his mouth to speak as his eyes flashed with greed. "She is an equal match to the the Second Young Miss of the Jiang family..."
Xuan Li had a complicated look on his face. Somehow, he felt that there was something about this young girl that attracted him profoundly. He really wanted to examine the girl's appearance more carefully.
The crowd was silent for a full quarter of an hour. The young master from the General's fu took the lead in shouting, "Both beauty and skills are exceptional! It's not an exaggeration to say that you're the capital's number one beauty!"
Jiang Ruan turned her head. She smiled faintly, seemingly grateful to him. The young master's face blushed when he glimpsed her dazzling beauty. His gaze was suddenly obsessed.
Jiang Su Su's expression was even more unsightly after she heard that remark. She couldn't understand why Jiang Ruan, living in the countryside and having never had any teachers, was able to dance and play the whistle so well. She had always been conceited about her own talents, but she knew that she wouldn't be able to match Jiang Ruan's level in performing that dance. Besides, how could she dance so steadily and not fall when the ship was tossing about?
Jiang Su Su would never know that since Jiang Ruan was not favoured by the emperor while living inside the palace, she was often bullied by the favoured concubines and was taught to dance at the imperial concubine's birthday. She trained so much that her feet hardly seemed to touch the ground. Even after a lifetime had passed, she would never forget it. She could even dance in the palm of one's hand. What could this swaying boat count as?
The crowd echoed that remark. They gave much more praise to her in comparison to Jiang Su Su, since people always prefer shiny new toys. Admittedly, Jiang Su Su was excellent. However, she had occupied the title of the capital's most talented woman for many, many years. On top of that, she had the appearance of an innocent fairy who was not well-versed in the ways of the world.
Now, Jiang Ruan, the Eldest Young Lady of the Jiang family, had a completely different demeanour. As long as Jiang Ruan was more outstanding, even by a tiny bit, people's attention would gravitate toward her.
