Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 3202: Miss, Have You Lost All Hope in Life?

Ning Shu ignored the stares around her and simply went about her own business. The rumor that she had contracted a terrible illness was nothing but an excuse.

Ning Shu herself didn’t get angry, but Lianqiao spent the whole day fuming like a toad, cheeks puffed up with rage. Every ti she heard soone talking, she looked ready to explode right then and there.

“Miss, you can still embroider? Do you even know what people are saying?” Lianqiao nearly snatched the needle and thread out of Ning Shu’s hand.

Calmly, Ning Shu replied, “If you get angry, will people stop talking? Enough. It’s not worth getting upset over.”

“Miss, are you planning to beco a nun?” Lianqiao asked, watching Ning Shu’s unruffled expression. “Miss, have you lost all hope in life?”

Ning Shu: …

“Your young lady here is full of fire inside. I still love the mundane life and world.”

Lianqiao: …

Just as Lianqiao was about to say more, sounds ca from the yard outside. She hurried out.

“Miss, the gatekeeper says so beggar children have co to the back door,” Lianqiao reported.

Ning Shu nodded. “Give them so stead buns, and go find out what’s going on.”

It wasn’t unusual for beggar children to show up at Marquis Xuanping’s residence. Everyone knew the household was wealthy, and sotis they could receive food there.

“Yes, Miss.”

Ning Shu picked up her needle and thread again and continued embroidering the character for ‘longevity.’

Before long, Lianqiao returned and said to her, “Miss, the prince’s heir has swaggered right over to the Yin family’s house. Now everyone knows he has taken a fancy to their young miss.

“They say he broke off his betrothal with you for her.”

Seeing Ning Shu’s calm face, Lianqiao stamped her foot. “Miss!”

She was utterly exasperated, like a eunuch more anxious than the emperor himself.

With so helplessness, Ning Shu said, “Then what do you expect to do? He and I are no longer connected. Anything I do now will only make a laughingstock. People are just waiting for a spectacle.”

“It’s really suffocating,” Lianqiao groaned, pounding her chest. “Miss, you ought to teach that Yin girl a lesson!”

“And what if I did?”

If she was going to kill soone, it would be Zhuo Cheran.

Killing one woman ant nothing. Zhuo Cheran would always find another, and won were as plentiful as leeks in a field.

Even if he promised Yin Qing a lifeti of devotion, that didn’t an he would stop looking at other won.

Lianqiao could hardly contain her fury. She wanted to bite Yin Qing to pieces.

But after all, she was only a girl in her teens. Faced with sothing like this, her anger boiled over.

Ning Shu shook her head. What was there to be angry about?

She set down her embroidery and went to pay her respects to Mada Rongguo. The mada, who was still feeling guilty toward Ning Shu, stuffed her with whatever good things she had.

“How is your health today?” Mada Rongguo asked.

While smiling, Ning Shu said, “Your daughter’s face is blooming like a peach blossom. Isn’t it obvious my health is fine?”

“You and that tongue of yours,” Mada Rongguo said while casting her a sideways glance.

“Has Father ntioned anything about court matters? Is Prince Xin’s household still targeting him?” Ning Shu asked.

Mada Rongguo thought for a mont, then said, “I haven’t heard your father say so, but he just donated another million taels of silver. He said there’s unrest in Hanyang.”

Ning Shu understood imdiately. Zhuo Cheran still hadn’t given up his attacks on Marquis Xuanping’s household.

Perhaps the wealth of the family was simply too eye-catching.

Money could make even ghosts turn the mill.

“There were rioters who stord the county yan and injured many people. The defence expenses have made your father unable to sleep well for several nights,” Mada Rongguo said with a sigh.

Ning Shu thought for a while and then said, “Mother, our household’s business is too big.”

The proper way was to share the at so everyone could eat. It was a bitter pill to swallow, but it was the truth.

Surely His Majesty wasn’t satisfied with just a little money. He must want a share of the Su family’s business as well.

MTL Editor: Ran