Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 365 The Princess Cheated Again
Xia Lin ducked under Dugu Han's umbrella, and Dugu Han simply threw the umbrella away: "Stop fighting, you're too close, it's unpleasant."

"Pick up the umbrella." Xia Lin pointed, "Don't force me to steal your peaches here."

Dugu Han looked up at him, then silently turned back to pick up the umbrella, and handed it to Xia Lin: "Don't get close to me, the umbrella is yours."

Xia Lin didn't hesitate and walked forward with an umbrella. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Dugu Han was walking about one meter away from her. Xia Lin held the umbrella himself and didn't care about her. Soon she became wet and looked quite pitiful.

"You really don't want an umbrella?"

"I'm afraid you'll steal my peaches."

"No, no, no, oh..."

"No need. Getting wet in the rain is quite romantic."

Xia Lin didn't understand this guy, but he didn't care. He just walked forward with the umbrella. "What did you ask me just now? How to simplify the word 'power'? Are you writing something?"

Dugu Han was too embarrassed to reply, and just said impatiently: "I just can't figure it out. Aren't you known as the world's number one talent? Could it be that you can't do it either?"

"You've walked into a trap here, but as usual, if you want me to do something for you, you have to have something good to offer. I don't care about money, but as for me... well, how about you give me a kiss, good brother?"

Dugu Han smiled coldly: "I didn't realize that Lord Xia still has a crush on Long Yang."

"I'm not kidding. With brother Muqiu's looks and temperament, there's no need to be so rigid about gender. This isn't a preference between the two sexes. This is purely a matter of values ​​following appearance."

"Well, stop saying such mean things here. I am not Pingyang, and I am not as good as Longyang. If you don't know, I will just go back."

Xia Lin looked Dugu Han up and down and said, "You will get sick if you do this. Let's go to my office first to wash your hair and change clothes."

"Don't go."

"There are special dressing rooms for women. Oh... look at how hypocritical you are."

Dugu Han was grabbed by Xia Lin's belt. She never expected that Xia Lin looked thin but had such great strength. Xia Lin also didn't expect that the girl's body was so light. It should be related to the little prince's milk. Grabbing her was like grabbing a chicken.

After being dragged to the government office, Xia Lin found a set of clean clothes and threw them to Dugu Han: "Change, no one will peek at you. Who would want to see a little chicken like you?"

After all, it was still a bit cold during Qingming Festival, and Dugu Han was thin, so the breeze was indeed a bit irritating, so she actually took Xia Lin's clothes and changed into them under the guidance of the yamen runners.

But Xia Lin is almost 1.80 meters tall after all, and Dugu Han is almost 1.6 meters tall. His clothes on her look a bit like a kid wearing his father's clothes, dangling loosely. And with disheveled hair, Dugu Han looks like a pure sissy.

“Hahahaha, isn’t your size too small, Brother Muqiu?” Xia Lin saw her swaying and said, “Brother Dugu, you need to eat more, or you won’t grow taller.”

Dugu Han just smiled softly: "Thank you for the clothes."

At this moment, thunder was heard outside the window. Xia Lin sat at the table and lit some incense. Dugu Han was leaning on a cushion beside him. The lights in the room were dim.

"What did you ask me just now? How do you describe the word power?"

"Yes, I actually know it, but I can't write it."

Xia Lin stroked his chin and thought for a moment: "I see. Actually, when it comes to power, you have to separate the attachments it brings. What do I mean? Power brings money, force, status, beauty, food, etc. You have to remove all of these because they are not power but attachments to power."

Dugu Han nodded: "That's right."

"When you get to the end, if you observe carefully, you will find that power is who makes the final decision when something cannot be explained clearly. What does it mean to be unable to explain clearly? For example, whether this thing should be done, to what extent it should be done, what is considered a success and what is considered a failure, how to reward if it is done well and who will take the blame if it fails. These are all things that cannot be explained clearly, and the person who can set a standard for these things that cannot be explained clearly is the person in power. You see, most of the time we like to do addition, but in fact, if you want to see the truth of a matter, you need to do subtraction."

Dugu Han looked up at Xia Lin and said, "You really asked the right person. You are indeed different from others."

"No difference, it's all the same." Xia Lin waved his hand: "It's just that I have more experience than you and have read more books than you."

What a reckless young man! Everyone calls Xia Daosheng extremely arrogant. I had only heard about him before, but now I have seen it with my own eyes. He is really arrogant enough. There is actually someone in the world who says that he is experienced enough in front of the Dugu family.

"Master Xia, I don't think so. I have read the Dream of the Red Chamber written by Master Xia these days, but I think Master Xia's knowledge is just that of a small or medium-sized family." Dugu Han smiled and said, "He has knowledge, but it's just so-so."

"Hey, experience is something." Xia Lin fiddled with the incense in his hand, holding his chin with one hand. "It doesn't mean that you have experience just because you have eaten some good food or seen some extravagance. Experience is that you have your experience, and I have mine. You have seen the extravagant and lustful nobles, and experienced the source of corruption in the big families. I have learned that a single spark can start a prairie fire, and witnessed the frost of a group of people who would rather break than bend. You can laugh at me, a wild boar, who can't eat fine bran, but I can also laugh at you for being just a canary trapped in a huge cage. You laugh at me for being poor, mean and low-class, and I laugh at you for being a summer insect that can't talk about ice."

Dugu Han was stunned and raised his head, not knowing how to continue the conversation, because there was light in Xia Lin's eyes when he spoke. It was this moment that made Dugu Han feel that he seemed to have become a completely different person, full of oppression.

"You look at the Red Mansion for its elegance and splendor, but my Red Mansion is for its loneliness and decay. Whether you are from a small or medium-sized family or a wealthy family, I wonder how many people can escape the torrent?"

Xia Lin pointed his finger, and Dugu Han shivered involuntarily. The breath of death instantly hit her face, making her eyelids twitch.

Dugu Han stood up silently, lowered his head and walked forward: "Bye, Master Xia's clothes will be returned after they are washed in a few days."

"No need to wash, I just want to smell the fragrance of Brother Muqiu."

Dugu Han felt a chill and quickly quickened her pace and ran away. Xia Lin sat there laughing loudly, unrestrainedly and uninhibitedly. Dugu Han could hear the laughter from far away, and it made her heart tremble with fear.

After just a few words, Dugu Han knew that Xia Lin was going to kill people, many people. Although it was just a feeling, Dugu Han's premonitions were almost never wrong, and Xia Daosheng's target also included the Dugu family.

No, it should be said that all the heroes in the world and the aristocratic families are his prey. This feeling made Dugu Han feel fear for the first time in her life. The murderous aura was as tangible as a sharp blade that was attached to her nose and chopped down.

This boy is not an ordinary person, and what he is aiming for is not hegemony...

After returning home, Dugu Han started to have a fever. Although she took medicine, her condition did not improve. After a day and a night of fever, she fell into a coma and was sent to the medical school by the servants overnight.

When she got there, Doctor Sun happened to be there, so he examined her, but his first sentence made everyone else scratch their heads.

"She was frightened and caught in the rain. Prescribe some medicine to calm her nerves." Doctor Sun glanced at Dugu Han and said, "The little girl is not feeling well. Let her stay here for a few days to recuperate."

"Uncle, why is she not feeling well? I think she is fine."

"It's just a beautiful exterior." Doctor Sun shook his head. "It's mainly because of the accumulation of heart disease, the depression and stagnation, and the poor blood circulation. Let's treat it for a while."

After being sent to the ward, Dong Niang asked someone to change Dugu Han into clean clothes. After stripping her naked, Dong Niang felt that she was so white that she was almost transparent. She was indeed a girl, but it was just as Master Uncle said. Her blood circulation was blocked and she had almost no hair on her body except her hair and eyebrows. It was impossible for such a person to be healthy. And Dong Niang only then understood why Dugu Han could pretend to be a man so vividly. Although she was twenty-one or twenty-two years old, her body was still at thirteen or fourteen years old. So she was not tall and had almost no characteristics that a woman should have. Whether it was her waist, hips or legs, they were all childish.

After taking the medicine to reduce the temperature, Dugu Han's high fever subsided. When she woke up slowly, she found Princess Pingyang leaning against the bed, eating fruit and reading a book.

"Sister Pingyang, are you here to see me?"

"No." Pingyang raised his head: "I lie here all year round. But you, Dong Niang said you were frightened by the rain, I don't understand, what else in the world can scare you, the eldest son of the Dugu family, did you see something unclean?"

Dugu Han remained silent, not knowing how to explain to the princess. But whenever she thought of Xia Lin's evil eyes and the murderous intent in his tone that day, she still felt waves of fear.

"Sister Pingyang..."

"What's wrong, dear sister?"

"Okay... Sister misunderstood."

"What misunderstanding? When you had a high fever, I was the one who collected your urine." Princess Pingyang ate the fruit and said, "Although I'm not as smart as you, can't I tell the difference between a boy and a girl? You can't say that you accidentally fell on the battlefield and happened to ride on the sword, which cut it off and left an extra slit."

Oh, the generals! The generals... the generals are really awesome.

Dugu Han was at a loss for words at this moment: "Please..."

"Keep it a secret, I understand. Keep it a secret. Don't tell anyone." Princess Pingyang said, looked around, and then quietly took out a lotus leaf bag: "You have to keep it a secret for me too."

After saying that, she squatted in the corner, opened the lotus leaf package and ate the roast chicken inside: "Sister is too greedy. I am almost dying because I am not allowed to drink alcohol or eat meat these days. You can't tell anyone."

(End of this chapter)