Transmigrated as the Villainess, Troubled by the Cuteness!-Chapter 187 - 152: Just a Younger Brother_2

If you ask what the people of the Capital City love most, it’s naturally gossip.

From what the Emperor’s feet smell like to how a beggar manages to marry ten wives, as long as it happens in reality, there is no gossip that the people of the Capital City can’t uncover.

Now, an ambiguous situation has occurred on the street—a man so handsome and a woman who doesn’t seem plain just from her eyes. Instantly, this ignites the interest of the onlookers.

They love a good spectacle, especially one that involves attractive men and women.

Fu Xuan also noticed the gazes of the people around and, after thinking for a bit, grabbed Shen Jingxian’s hand and walked forward.

Shen Jingxian tried to break free, but it was useless. Although Fu Xuan was young, he was quite strong.

Shen Jingxian could only be led away by Fu Xuan, and the people following them were soon left behind after Fu Xuan’s skillful zigzagging maneuvers.

The two finally arrived at the lake. It was midsummer, and by the lakeside, it was cool and shaded under the trees. Naturally, there were plenty of people.

Shen Jingxian was a bit surprised. Given Fu Xuan’s previous erratic pace, she thought he would take her to a more secluded place, but unexpectedly, they ended up here.

Fu Xuan seemed to see through Shen Jingxian’s thoughts and chuckled softly, "Sister, what kind of person do you take me for?"

Shen Jingxian could only laugh awkwardly.

Oh right, she was wearing a veil, so Fu Xuan couldn’t see her expression. She could only reply, "I take you for someone from Yunyi Country."

Fu Xuan: ...

Although it seemed odd, it made some strange sense.

"Sister, you clearly said you liked me when we were young. Does that no longer count?"

This time, Fu Xuan didn’t launch any sudden attacks. He stood properly next to Shen Jingxian, not looking at her, but his voice carried a hint of grievance.

If it were any other sister, they might have been moved by Fu Xuan’s helpless vulnerability, but Shen Jingxian was different. Having lived two lifetimes, she was an old fox; in this situation, she just wanted to...

Scream like a marmot.

Aaaahhh, look at the trouble you’ve caused, you old lady! Such a good boy, and you’ve driven him to this!

The Empress, who was cleaning the Emperor’s ears, suddenly sneezed.

The Emperor, with his eyes closed, felt saliva suddenly dotted on his face. He was about to say something but suppressed his words as he felt the force on his ear.

No problem, even the wife’s saliva is fragrant, hmm!

Shen Jingxian looked at Fu Xuan, feigning ignorance, refusing to admit, "When did I say that? The time, place, and people—tell me?"

"When I was six, by the Dragon and Tiger Pond in the Imperial Garden, in front of the third mulberry tree. I was alone, and you had three maids with you, named Xiao Ming, Xiao Bai, and Xiao Hua." Seeing Shen Jingxian’s wide eyes, Fu Xuan smiled, "Does sister remember now?"

With such detailed information, Shen Jingxian couldn’t deny it even if she wanted to. She awkwardly replied, "I thought you looked like a little girl, cute."

"Sister thought I was pretty? Do I still look the same now?" Fu Xuan looked at Shen Jingxian expectantly, stars gleaming in his eyes.

Well done, young man, your cunning angle has successfully caught my attention. Now, I will... make you face reality.

"Of course, you do." Fu Xuan hadn’t expected the Princess to say this, and a surge of expectation welled up in him—did this mean she... couldn’t bear to part with him either?

But Shen Jingxian continued, "In my eyes, you’ll always be a child, of course, you do."

As she spoke, Shen Jingxian ruffled Fu Xuan’s head, and to her surprise, he... lost hair.

She ended up with a handful of hair, leaving her a bit at a loss. What should she do? Give it back to Fu Xuan or pretend she didn’t know?

No, no, no, so much hair—pretending not to notice would be too fake; she’d better just return it.

Shen Jingxian looked at the hair in her hand, long strands, estimating several hundred, then looked at Fu Xuan, feeling deeply moved in her heart.

Indeed, appearances can be deceiving. A fine-looking young man, who would’ve thought he’d suffer from hair loss.

But they say beautiful people remain beautiful even without hair. For instance, even if she were bald, she would surely be a beautiful bald woman.

As Shen Jingxian mused about beautiful bald women, she placed the hair back on Fu Xuan’s head. Seeing it wasn’t placed properly, she even adjusted its position.

Ah, perfect.

Fu Xuan’s expression was a bit peculiar. Shen Jingxian couldn’t decipher it after looking for a long time until a weak voice suddenly came from the side, "Um, could you give me my hair back?"

Turning her head, Shen Jingxian finally noticed another person beside them, with a conspicuous bald patch on his head—exactly the part she had pulled off.