Tudun’s surprised exclamation drew the attention of many in the slave market.
The scene of a unicorn acknowledging its master was truly sacred.
The blonde girl was also moved by it.
She had heard legends about unicorns acknowledging their masters.
Although, she didn’t rule out the possibility that the slave trader and the unicorn merchant were colluding to sell the elven girl and the unicorn together.
As for the unicorn kneeling to acknowledge its master, it might have been a pre-arranged act.
However, the blonde girl didn’t mind such small tricks.
Her gentle emerald eyes lowered slightly, focusing on the elf girl in her arms.
The little one seemed a bit shy, trembling all over, burying her cheek in the soft bosom, revealing only half of her profile with tense brows.
Nevertheless, she remained stunning, captivating, and evoking sympathy.
It made people inexplicably want to kiss her cherry-colored lips glistening with a moist sheen.
“…”
How did she end up thinking like this?
This was meant to be a birthday gift for her sister.
She was destined to be a personal maid.
To endure her sister’s suppressed desires.
And take care of her daily life.
None of this had anything to do with her.
She gathered herself and gently placed Bai Ze on the broad back of the unicorn.
Bai Ze felt the unicorn stand upright.
Terrified of falling, she gasped delicately while tightly grasping the snow-white mane.
Before Bai Ze could comprehend what was happening, the blonde girl announced in front of the slave trader.
“From now on, they belong to the Ji family.”
The moment her words fell, the entire place fell silent.
The slave trader’s mouth hung open, as if he could swallow an egg.
In the city of Fericis, there was only one Ji family.
They came from the distant Eastern Empire, conquering the city.
From that point on, noble elves became the lowliest of slaves.
On the back of the unicorn, Bai Ze suddenly felt a bit dizzy.
The girl’s cherry-pink eyes started to spin, almost like a spinning top.
The blonde girl named Ji Lian lifted the saddle and, indifferent to the surroundings, left with her “spoils” through the opening in the crowd she had created.
No one dared to stop her.
Even the slave trader and unicorn merchant didn’t dare to intervene.
However, it wasn’t a case of robbery.
They understood that by reporting truthfully to the Ji family steward, they could receive the payment for their merchandise.
Trying to overcharge was simply impossible.
After all, they didn’t want to make money at the cost of their lives.
So, all they could do was respectfully watch the noble girl with the Ji surname.
Watch her lead the unicorn and the elven girl through the crowd, stepping into the sunset.
A beautiful scene.
…………..
Bai Ze still felt a bit woozy.
Fortunately, she managed to hold onto the unicorn’s snowy mane tightly and didn’t fall off the horseback.
However, she seemed to have forgotten about something called “reins.”
In the end, it was the gentle-natured unicorn that bore everything.
But it’s not surprising that Bai Ze was in such a daze.
How could she have expected…
That she was happily thinking she had escaped the original tragic ending.
She thought she had encountered a gentle master.
Someone who would allow her to familiarize herself with this unfamiliar world, learn to read and write, all while scheming to escape from her master’s side.
Then, she would find her own elven tribe, become the queen, and reach the pinnacle of elven life.
At that time, Bai Ze wouldn’t let Ji Yu Su easily.
She planned to teach her a lesson.
Make her a servant.
Vent some frustration as a reader.
As for her former master, the gentle blonde girl before her, according to her thoughts, would undoubtedly become part of her harem.
But by then, the dynamics would surely be different.
However, with the blonde girl now declaring her family name, all these fantasies were shattered.
She couldn’t escape the clutches of the Ji surname.
What kind of injustice and grievances were these?
Ah, the pain!
Perhaps the only thing worth celebrating was the rewrite of the original beginning.
She hoped that not all members of the Ji family were as twisted as Ji Yu Su.
It was only at this moment that Bai Ze secretly and seriously began to scrutinize the blonde girl’s countenance.
She was excessively beautiful, with golden hair and blue eyes.
While possessing the profound features of a Westerner, she also exhibited the elegant and delicate beauty of the East.
Evidently of mixed descent, the Ji family’s illegitimate daughter.
Perhaps this identity brought her too much pain and hardship during her upbringing, which added a hint of melancholy and poetic charm to the golden-haired girl’s temperament.
But this melancholy became one of her charms.
Not to mention when she smiled, it was like a warm sun shining on you, illuminating you.
The radiance was not glaring but rather gentle and heartwarming.
Now, as she noticed Bai Ze peeking at her, she smiled slightly.
It made Bai Ze wonder if she had just seen an angel.
Then she asked, “Do you have a name?”
“If you do, nod; if not, shake your head.”
“You can understand what I’m saying, right~”
Caught red-handed, Bai Ze blushed and lowered her head.
After a while, she nodded.
Then, as if realizing something, she nodded again.
The adorable actions of the elf maiden, as beautiful as a dream, stirred Ji Lian’s heart.
However, she remained indifferent and continued, “If you have a name, forget about it.”
“Don’t blame me for being cold-hearted; slaves don’t need self-expression.”
“Remember this, it will be beneficial for your survival in the Ji family.”
“Also, remember my name, Ji Lian.”
“Affectionate Ji Lian, not… pitiable Ji Lian.”
Ji Lian’s tone was slightly cool, but at the end of her words, whether remembering something or not, a faint circle of crimson appeared beneath her eyes.
She bit her lip and held back whatever emotions arose, returning to her usual expression.
Bai Ze’s mood plummeted into an abyss.
Ji Lian was right. As a slave trying to survive in the Ji family, self-expression wasn’t necessary.
So, everything from the past, including those names, whether it was Bai Ze or Sherya, she should forget.
However, she wouldn’t forget!
She didn’t need this kind of self-righteous “kindness.”
If Sherya forgot her name, she would never be able to return to the elven tribe and become the queen of the later part of the story.
If Bai Ze forgot her name, she would never be able to return to her hometown.
A place that, though lacked magic and aura, was extraordinarily ordinary—but had many beautifully written orange stickied posts!
“Ding! Host’s love for orange stickied posts has surpassed dimensions!”
“Saving the system for rescuing heroines in tragic stories, officially launched!”
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System Mommy actually exists!?
And the sound is great!
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