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 Chapter 9
 Translator: wuttisyun
 T/N: I think from now on I’ll just romanise ‘Oppa’, ‘Hyung’ and their likes instead of translating them directly because they say it too often. For those of you that don’t know, ‘Oppa’ is a term females use to call older males and ‘Hyung’ is a term males use to call older males.
 I never intended to jump into conclusions and stereotype a particular group of people by combining the characteristics of its individuals. But I think if I were to describe Fleon’s personality, it would be exactly that of a typical spoilt second-generation chaebol*.
 *T/N: A rich family-led conglomerate in South Korea.
 “I already told you that I don’t like touching such vulgar things.”
 “I already told you beforehand that I was going to be late because I had to pick a dress. I heard that you still searched through the garden? You worry too much.”
 I gave a sigh. Obviously, he believed that whatever he did was right. I pushed my teacup to the side and smiled gently at him.
 “Why did you do that? Were you worried that I might have disappeared?”
 “Who said I was worried?”
 “Oppa.”
 I smiled at him like a child.
 “Y-you’re glaring again. That’s why I can’t say anything. Oppa. To be frank, you always make a mess out of everything.”
 “Me?”
 “You do. Every single time you open your mouth. You’re just a brat. I have no words for a bully who picks on my palace maids.”
 “Haha. What are these words coming out of those lovely lips?”
 His eyes turned fierce as his lips drew a thin line prettily.
 “You don’t want to say what’s on your mind. You don’t want me to punish your maids. Then, can I punish you instead of your maids?”
 I instinctively leaned away from him but he pulled my cheeks. As if this was all a funny joke to him.
 “This mouth of yours. Why don’t these lips only say pretty things? Hm?”
 “ Ack! Abubu.”
 My cheeks were being stretched out painfully by his hands. Tears welled up in my eyes.
 “Stop it!”
 Dane looked away from his book before dropping it on Fleon.
 ‘How could a person who calls himself my Oppa not even control the strength he used against me?’
 I will never consider boys who act like this to be handsome. Who knew that the extras in this novel would be this fucking mad?
 “Are you okay?”
 “No.”
 “Oh my, your cheek has gone red.”
 “… Hng. Orabeoni*.”
 *T/N: A more formal way of saying ‘Oppa’.
 Fleon raised his eyebrows.
 “You. Why do you call that person Orabeoni?”
 “Hyung.”
 How hilarious. This kid wants to be treated nicely after acting up like that. If only he could just keep his mouth shut.
 “Hyung. How many times must I tell you? Ashley’s much younger than us.”
 Dane reproached his brother calmly and turned his head.
 “Ray, when something like this happens again, tell me.”
 He chided the knight for just standing idly by and watching.
 “Ah. My apologies.”
 Then, Sir Ray who had been standing still this entire time smiled suspiciously.
 “But in my opinion, I feel that this is something between the two of them and not something my Prince needs to meddle in.”
 The opaque indigo eyes fluttered open.
 “Lies. You just thought it was bothersome to intervene.”
 “Yes, but I wouldn’t have said it like that.”
 Sir Ray was impudent in his criticisms. Used to his knight’s attitude, Dane just clicked his tongue a few times.
 “What impudence. What right do you have to be so arrogant?”
 Dumbfounded, Fleon cried. Sir Ray is a knight who oversaw the protection of the two princes as well as myself. Though he may look sincere and hardworking, sincerity was something that had been absent in his body since the moment he was born.
 His gaze shifted and his indigo eyes landed on me. His eyes squinted subtly.
 “Gosh, Your Highness. You must have been very hurt.”
 “You. If you’re going to say something, put some soul into it.”
 Hello? I’m the one you’re supposed to be protecting?
 “Salary slave.”
 Then, the knight, who is not even 20 years old yet, laughed heartily.
 “I’m just doing my duty.”
 “This guy, shall I make you wait for your next order at home?”
 I knew he was laughing at me in the inside. He was the perfect example of a knight with a bad attitude.
 “Oh, dear me, Your Highness. Are you alright? What do we do? If anything had gone wrong, you could have gotten bruised!”
 Hannah, who had been walking back and forth for a while now, whispered into my ear after hearing his words.
 “Why didn’t His Highness control his strength…?”
 “Shush. It’s fine. Hannah, keep your voice down. I’m alright now so go back.”
 No matter how worried she was, speaking like that in such a situation was not ideal. Especially when the person in question was of a higher status than yourself. But Fleon was the one who pointed that out first.
 “Ashley!”
 Fleon glared at Hannah. Hannah winced before glancing at me from where she was standing. I quickly pushed Hannah’s body behind me.
 “Hurry and leave.”
 She bowed in a hurry before turning on her heels.
 “You’re being too easy on those lesser beings again.”
 “What did you say about me?”
 I glared at the boy as I held a cold handkerchief against my cheeks.
 “How many times do I have to tell you before it gets into that thick skull of yours? Because you treat them like this, they’re treating you like a child.”
 “Your words sound strange, Oppa. Why do you hate my palace maids so much?”
 His eyes that were staring at me fiercely shimmered like a jewel as it shifted from a blue akin to the clear sky to navy blue according to the angle. Even though the boy has yet to be an adult, his beauty was already complete.
 “It’s obvious why. Do you feed apples to dogs and pigs? Do you talk to an apple tree? They’re completely different.”
 “They’re still people.”
 “Did I say they weren’t people? I just said that you didn’t have to be nice to those that are lesser than us.”
 “… When are you going to fix that crude mouth of yours?”
 “Huh?”
 “I said my cheeks hurt so much because you pinched it.”
 The eyes were the reflection of the mind. His eyes were the perfect embodiment of his nasty temper. When he kept his mouth shut, Fleon is an elegant man who looked headstrong. He had fierce eyes as though they had been purposefully aligned diagonally on his face.
 “Tsk tsk. Don’t you know that commoners are only useful when they crawl beneath us and just blindly follow their faith in us? Rather than protect their dignity, they should be able to step back… It’s because you mingle with those lesser beings, all I can hear is laughter in your palace.”
 “Isn’t hearing laughter in the place you live natural?”
 “What?”
 Whoops. I lowered my volume. The 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Prince’s character was quite well-known.
 “You’re my younger sister?”
 When we were both younger than we were now, my brother was even more blunt and straightforward than he was now. That was why on the first day we met, he expressed his honest feelings about me candidly in front of his own mother.
 “Disgusting. Isn’t she a monster? There’s an ugly scar on half of her face.”
 At that time, my scar looked even more distorted on my cheek than it did now. It looked disgusting enough for a prince who was used to seeing only pretty things. I had judged that I wouldn’t retort anything in retaliation considering the fact that the 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Prince was still my brother and only 3 years older than me. But that was a fatal mistake.
 “Oh, I know.”
 He was crueler since he hadn’t learned how to hide it yet. But to me, he just looked naïve.
 “Were you the pitiful commoner that got sent away because of the plague?”
 All the adults present, except for me of course, turned frozen at that remark.
 “What? The Princess? Oh my, were you trying to make this ugly little thing my sibling? I don’t want it.”
 The boy was then escorted away by his mother. He left an extraordinary yet difficult first impression of himself.
 As a former adult, I was able to endure it and let him say whatever he wanted. But if I were the real Ashley Rosé?
 I would have gotten hurt.
 The 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Empress made Fleon pay for it harshly.
 “Hey, ugly. Take this.”
 From the next day onwards, Fleon kept coming over. Anyone could tell that he was forced to come.
 “My mother told me to give this to you.”
 “My mother told me she doesn’t use this anymore.”
 “My mother made you a torch.”
 What his mother must have told him wasn’t that difficult to guess judging by his attitude and his actions.
 “I hate doing this but I had no choice.”
 He came over to see me every day as if he had been reprimanded severely. He would use his mother as an excuse to come over and hand me expensive items nonchalantly.
 “… What are you doing? Even if you throw this away, no one will scold you.”
 The whole thing was ridiculous but I didn’t hate it.
 I was too old to stay angry at a 10-year-old child. I wasn’t so weak to be shaken by just a few words said by a little boy to my face.
 It was even more so when I found out that this world was of a novel’s.
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 Living for the sole aim of escaping!
 ‘Light of Rusbella’ was a depressing romance novel.
 Wishing for a new life, Asili Rosé was reborn as the daughter of the 8th wife of the Estrian Emperor.
 She thought she was born with a golden spoon, but it was actually just a gilded spoon?
 Once she realized that nothing but ruin awaited, she found a diary foreshadowing the future…
 It foretold Asili’s death by the hands of the Crown Prince, Castor!
 [“What does the empire mean to you?” After asking this, the Crown Prince smiled so very beautifully. And then he killed me.] Unfortunately, Asili kept coming back to life, and continued to be killed over and over again. As she continued to relive her deaths, she slowly lost her smile and changed.
 …Let’s try to survive first.
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 “What can I do for my elder brother?”
 “Well.”
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 Pale sky blue hair fluttered finely in the wind. He smiled weakly, before parting his dry lips.
 “Call my name.”
 “…”
 My head quickly snapped up.
 “Call me… Amoru.”
 His fingertips skimmed along my inner wrist.
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 Xia Weiwei had been in love with Luo Chejue for over eight years, and married to him for two. However, instead of a happy marriage, all she got was cruel torture. The man she had loved with her whole heart watched her struggle coldly and caused her the loss of her child… Siting in her wheelchair and forcing a smile at the dark muzzle of the gun, she felt that her heart had been torn to pieces.
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 For your sake, I don’t care even if I’m to face against the entire world. The young girl’s extreme love obsession had already deeply hurt the young boy…. Years later, the boy had already grown up; he understood that he cannot face the other party’s feelings head on, so he chose to forget…. but little did he know about the kind of path that he walked on to, and what waited for him there, will be…
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 One day, Jiao Bai went home and passed by the small bookstore, walked in. The boss recommended a batch of new goods to him with a fatherly face, all of which were rotten. He went home happily, but was hit by a car at the intersection in front of his house, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he was in a BE scumbag.
 Hehehe. Jiao Bai folded his hands on his stomach, lying on the big white bed with a peaceful face, he dressed as one of the candidates… of the little stepmother of that scumbag. Oh, by the way, the protagonist in the manhua, the cheap Shou, is the white moonlight of the character he passed through. Now, washing up in the bathroom is an old friend of the protagonist gong’s dad, and next door is the slag gong’s dad and his old friend’s ‘Little Pepper’.
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 “Married rich for three years with no child born. Just when she was finally cured of infertility and ready to give him a child, he brought home his pregnant mistress in high profile.
 “”Get lost if you can’t get knocked up. Or do you want my son to be the last of the Mo family?”” her mother-in-law viciously cursed.
 Her husband grimly shoved a divorce agreement upon her face, “”I’ve signed. Leave when you are ready.”” 
 It was heard later that two men went physical in the city plaze of Ye City to win back the wife, with the two babies at the side fighting fiercely for their mom!”
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 Everyone in the entertainment industry knows that Xiao Fengyu is an optimistic, cheerful and generous person who’s not affected by anything.
 In an interview, the host asked: “Is there anything that will make you furious?”
 Xiao Fengyu smiled generously, “How come? I have been in the industry for ten years, what other big storm have I not witnessed?”
 The host was about to praise Fengyu for her knowledge and open-mindedness, but her smile gradually faded away.
 Everyone looked behind.
 Outside the filming area, the actress He Yunhan who came to visit the session, was gazing down and talking to a young and beautiful singer.
 When the camera was aimed back at Xiao Fengyu, she indifferently said, “I’m sorry, I’m going to be furious.”
 Moderator: “. . .”
 Audience: “. . .”
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 Chen Xi was a jinx who radiated misfortune the way a torch radiated light, and everyone around him knew it. His entire clan was annihilated when he was young, and not too long after that his parents disappeared. His marriage contract? Poof. Torn to shreds and gone up in smoke before the eyes of everyone in the city, almost humiliating his grandfather to the point of suicide! Cultivation? No time for that, he had a family to take care of!
 This is the story of Chen Xi, a youth forced to stop cultivating and instead craft talismans to pay for his younger brother’s tuition… and who, in the process, would rise to become known by all as the Talisman Emperor!
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 Ji Yan crossed over into a Mary Sue book and became the male lead’s vicious younger sister. She was a weak waste that didn’t even have a spiritual root.
 While other people practiced fasting, she had to eat three meals a day. While other people engaged in battles, she was gasping for breath when she climbed up the stairs. While other people leaped onto roofs and vault over walls, just flipping over a wall will cost her life.
 The Justice Sect: She colluded with the devil clan and planned to hold us back!
 In order to deal with the devil, the Justice Sect offered the waste to the Devil Clan leader, Yin Xuezhuo.
 After some time passed, the Justice Sect and the Devil Clan were surprised to find that no matter where the Devil Clan leader went, there was always a small young girl hanging on his body. The Devil Clan leader was carefully feeding her while he carried her. However, he was still disgusted by her.
 Ji Yan: “Yin Xuezhuo, I’m hungry.”
 Ji Yan: “Yin Xuezhuo, I’m sleepy. I have to sleep for four hours a day.”
 Ji Yan: “Yin Xuezhuo, I think I caught a cold because I was blown by the cold wind last night.”
 Ji Yan: “Yin Xuezhuo…”
 Yin Xuezhuo: “Shut up!”
 【Devil Clan Leader】
 As the King of the Devil Realm, Yin Xuezhuo was temperamental and crazy. He was fond of killing people. People would be terror-stricken whenever they heard his name.
 But he never imagined that he would be controlled by a mysterious force that forced him to always be within ten steps distance of a young mortal girl.
 All her pain, injuries, and sickness would be shared with him.
 If she died, he would die.
 The devil was furious. He was very irritable every day.
 Ji Yan felt that this mysterious force might be called “the system”.
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 Once upon a time, in a fallen kingdom, Princess Ye Zhen relied on the jiao-zhu to come back to life. She wandering among the 9 states with the guidance of melodies and weaved dreams for others. There are those who are able to achieve their desires, and those who forfeit their dreams in the face of the bitterness of reality, softly erased.
 Creating music from illusion, life and death, flesh and bones, she is the only God of Illusion, reigning over life and death, and yet, she unable to hold onto her own happiness. One again, a chance meeting with the prince of the opposing country, their identities weighing on both sides, fate is heavy. In the end was it a meeting of fate, or the teasing of destiny?
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 An eternal prison, a soulless body, a sealed spirit, everything lost.
 To resign before merciless fate, or to become destiny!
 “I lived in an illusion, I was lost, I could not find my home, I did not have a home… but why does it matter?! Between bowing to the threat of death and a spine that would never bend, I will choose the latter!”
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 She fought in the Battle of Changping and witnessed the killing of hundreds of thousands. She once led the Qin Iron Calvary and battled against the Six Kingdoms. She has seen a third of the land and witnessed the breaking of mountains and rivers. The sound of a grand zither and the light of a great female emperor. A prosperous world that was forged on the battlefield. Yet, these two thousand years are forgotten from history.
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 In the last life, Chu Yu escaped a marriage granted by an imperial edict for the sake of Gu Chu Sheng, and traveled thousands of miles, but still ended up dying of illness in a foreign country. When she was reborn at age of fifteen years old, Chu Yu was on her way to escape from marriage. She resolutely turned around and married into the gate of the Wei family.
 She knew that the Wei family was about to die in battle, leaving only a fourteen-year-old son, Wei Yun. She also knew that Wei Yun would support the Wei family, would become the one ruling over everyone the prince of Zhenbei who was known as “Living Yama”. However, this part of the road would be like hell, and the Wei family had walked too tragically, with too much suffering.
 She secretly vowed that she would not repeat the same mistakes and waste away a lifetime. She would be no one else than the first lady of the Wei family, and accompany Wei Yun through these difficult times, so that that the Wei family’s hundred years old loyalty would no longer be insulted.
 Unexpectedly, Chu Yu actually became the “eldest lady” of the Wei family.
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