HRPM – Chapter 443 The Tragedy of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai

She inwardly sneered at the old emperor. That lecherous old goat. One day, she would definitely make him pay on Xiao Luo’s behalf.

Xiao Luo laughed at himself.

“After all, my imperial brother still feels guilty toward me. So he granted me three promises. Whether it’s an official post, a noble title, or anything else, he’ll fulfill any request I make. Those promises were bought with my legs.”

“Wrong is wrong. No amount of compensation can heal the wound in your heart. What a self-righteous emperor! He thinks everyone loves that lousy throne as much as he does. Hmph, it’s filthy. I wouldn’t sit on it even if he gave it to me for free—and my Xiao Luo doesn’t care for it either.”

“Just because I don’t care for it doesn’t mean others believe I have no ambition.”

“Exactly. You’re too intelligent, so they’re jealous of your talent. They judge a gentleman by the standards of petty men. Forget about them. Tell me instead—what happened between Bulaya and your subordinate?”

Jin Luoluo was far more interested in romance than politics.

“After I was injured, my aide-de-camp, Li Xu, searched for me and stayed behind in Bulaya’s tribe to help take care of me. Bulaya fell for him at first sight. But Li Xu is a reserved man and wasn’t easy to win over. So after we returned to the army, I hired Bulaya as the military physician. The girl took the opportunity to pester Li Xu every single day. In the end, he couldn’t withstand such an enthusiastic young woman and gradually gave in to her advances.”

Xiao Luo recounted the story of Bulaya and his deputy with such humor that it sounded hilarious.

“Haha! Why do I feel like Bulaya was a bandit forcing an honest man into marriage? But it’s amazing that she even knows medicine. Why did she and Li Xu separate afterward? And why did she travel thousands of miles to find him?”

“Bulaya’s father was the chieftain of a tribe in eastern Mobei. Out of gratitude for the kindness they had shown me, and because I believed he would make an excellent ruler, I did everything I could to help him become the king over more than a dozen tribes in eastern Mobei. That made Bulaya a princess. Bulaya herself never cared about status, but her family did. Li Xu cared as well. He was born into poverty and always believed he wasn’t worthy of a tribal princess.”

“Sigh… another tragic Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai story. A classic tragedy caused by the difference in social status.”

Suddenly, Jin Luoluo raised her head and narrowed her eyes at Xiao Luo.

“I’m the daughter of a merchant. Does that bother you? I often hear those imperial relatives and noble ladies sneer at me as ‘the merchant’s daughter,’ treating me as someone of lowly birth. Do you think I’m worthy of you?”