Chapter 15
Chapter 15: Dragons Are Great Tonics; Burying His Body Under Her Roots Would Feel Amazing
“I’m the one giving His Highness Chong Ming flowers?” Jiang Tea Tea listened to the beastman with the two small horns and asked from the soul: “Do I know him? Am I close to him? Why should I be the one to give him flowers?”
She was a tree spirit. Letting her snap off the stamens her own kind used for mating and courting, wrap them up, tie a bow, hold them in her hand, and give them to a… uh… beastman?
[If this ridiculous thing spread back to the Demon Realm and those gossip-loving demons found out, she would lose all face.]
“Jiang Tea Tea, you’re not willing to give His Highness Chong Ming flowers?” The male beastman with the two little horns on his forehead heard her refusal like it was some wild story. He looked stunned and confused.
“Of course I’m not willing. I’m not close to him…”
“She’s willing. Top Student Rank, wait a second, I’ll go talk to her.”
“Yes, Top Student Rank, she just got so mad at her younger sister that her brain stopped working. Wait a bit, we’ll talk to her.”
Waiting nearby, Huang Da Zhuang and Lu Ling’er both jumped up. With apologetic faces, they gave the horned beastman boy awkward smiles, then grabbed Jiang Tea Tea by the hands, one on each side, and dragged her off to the side.
Jiang Tea Tea shook them off: “If you have something to say, just say it. Don’t pull on me.”
Huang Da Zhuang almost wanted to kneel to her: “Sis, Sister Tea, you really let your younger sister anger you stupid. You don’t know His Highness Chong Ming, and you refuse to give him flowers?”
Lu Ling’er nodded quickly: “Yeah, yeah, Jiang Tea Tea, did a cannon hit your head? How can you refuse to give my husband flowers?”
Jiang Tea Tea was not just confused. She was beyond confused.
In the fake young miss’s memories, there really was a beastman called Chong Ming, but it was only a name. She had never had any contact with him. They were not close at all.
Jiang Tea Tea looked at Lu Ling’er and said: “You say this Chong Ming is your husband. Then you should give your husband flowers yourself. If I go give them, whose leaf would that be counted as?”
Lu Ling’er and Huang Da Zhuang looked at each other. At the same time, they raised their hands, touched her forehead, then touched their own foreheads.
After they checked, they looked at each other again and asked: “She doesn’t have a fever. How can she not know His Highness Chong Ming?”
“Right, His Highness Chong Ming is my husband and also your husband. He is the common husband of all unmarried women and men. How could she not know that?”
Jiang Tea Tea: “[????]”
[Wow, this Chong Ming really plays wild, liking both male and female. Impressive. Truly impressive. Very, very impressive.]
“Looks like she really let Jiang Yi Zhu anger her so much that her brain short-circuited.” Huang Da Zhuang made the final judgment and then blamed Lu Ling’er: “Look at what you all forced a good person into.”
Lu Ling’er gave an embarrassed little laugh: “You can’t just blame me. Before, Jiang Tea Tea wouldn’t even let out a fart if you hit her with a stick. Whatever Jiang Yi Zhu said, she didn’t explain or argue back.”
“For normal people, if you don’t explain or argue, it means you agree. She agreed, so I sympathized with the weak and bullied her. You can’t put all the blame on me.”
“But now you can relax. I deeply understand my mistakes. From now on I will never bully her, and I won’t let anyone else bully her either.”
After listening to Lu Ling’er’s self-reflection, Jiang Tea Tea felt very pleased. She reached out and patted Lu Ling’er’s shoulder: “Knowing your mistakes and fixing them is the greatest good. Keep working hard. I believe in you.”
The look in Huang Da Zhuang’s eyes toward her filled with pity.
[Look at what they forced this child into.]
Lu Ling’er brushed off the hand on her shoulder and said: “Thanks for believing in me. Remember to go welcome His Highness Chong Ming tomorrow. It’s settled. I’ll go tell the Top Student Rank.”
After speaking, Lu Ling’er turned and ran.
Jiang Tea Tea reached out to stop her: “Hey, hey, hey, I never said I would go. You can’t make the decision for me…”
Huang Da Zhuang pushed her hand back down: “She can decide for you, Sister Tea. As a human without supernatural abilities, being able to give His Highness Chong Ming flowers is a blessing you earned over eight lifetimes.”
“After tomorrow, everyone in the Royal Military Imperial Academy will not only know you, they will also be super jealous of you.”
Jiang Tea Tea chuckled: “Why do I need other people to be jealous of me? I really have never even talked to His Highness Chong Ming. We are not close at all.”
So what she meant by “not close” was that she had never talked to him.
That was fine. He had never talked to him either. They were the same.
Huang Da Zhuang finally understood what she meant and comforted her: “You haven’t talked to him and you aren’t close to him. What a coincidence, me too. Come on, look at his photo.”
“Sister Tea, look, this is our Empire’s Commander in Chief of the Three Armies and Prince Regent, His Highness Chong Ming, my idol. Isn’t he handsome, isn’t he cool?”
Jiang Tea Tea frowned, leaned in to look, and blurted out: “Whoa, what a big, plump, short-legged, golden dragon!”
In the photo was a dragon, a full-body golden dragon with a mane along its neck and back, dragon horns, dragon claws, and scales all over.
By eye, its body length was about 180 to 230 meters. She really had not expected that after crossing into this birdless interstellar era, she would still get to see a dragon that was supposed to work in the Heaven Realm, calling wind and rain.
No wonder in the fake young miss’s memories there was only this one name and no other details. The ruler of the Empire, a golden dragon beastman, was like the ceiling of the world, far out of reach. Even if you remembered him, it was useless.
“What do you mean ‘plump’ and ‘short-legged’? Those dragon claws are called strong.”
The moment Huang Da Zhuang heard Jiang Tea Tea judging his heartthrob idol’s beast form, he argued back with all his might.
“Let me tell you, His Highness Chong Ming is 150 years old. He is a beastman among beastmen, a man among men, a king among kings. No one can compare to him.”
Jiang Tea Tea let out an “oh”: “I really don’t know him and have never spoken to him. Is it really right for me to give him flowers?”
A 150-year-old golden dragon was just a young little hatchling.
Huang Da Zhuang glared: “Jiang Tea Tea, are you doing this on purpose to go against me and show off? I don’t even have the chance to give him flowers. Just being able to stand in the crowd as a random extra to welcome him is like my ancestors’ tombs are smoking green, and you’re still rubbing it in?”
Jiang Tea Tea gave him an idea: “Who said you don’t have a chance to give him flowers? Aren’t we welcoming him together? When the time comes, I’ll hand the flowers to you. We can switch. Isn’t that fine?”
Huang Da Zhuang’s heart pounded like crazy: “Really?”
Jiang Tea Tea asked back: “Why not?”
Huang Da Zhuang’s heart thumped even harder: “It should work.”
Jiang Tea Tea nodded: “Then we’ll do it like that.”
Huang Da Zhuang opened his arms, trying to hug her: “Love you…”
Jiang Tea Tea sidestepped him and spat out one word: “Scram.”
Huang Da Zhuang hugged empty air, then shamelessly said: “I’m not scramming.”
Jiang Tea Tea gave up on him and asked: “Who was that Top Student Rank who came over to notify us?”
She didn’t even know His Highness Chong Ming. How could anyone expect her to know the other beastmen in the academy?
Huang Da Zhuang started to explain: “The one who came to tell us is one of the twin Top Student Ranks of the First Year combat department. He’s from the Yellow Dragon clan and is called Chong Xing Qi. He’s eighteen years old, with Level S lightning-element supernatural abilities.”
Jiang Tea Tea was surprised: “He’s a young yellow dragon?”
So the Zhenlin Empire didn’t just have golden dragons. It had dragons of other colors too?
And the little fleshy horns on his forehead, like a tree branch, were actually dragon horns that hadn’t grown out yet?
[According to her cookbook, dragons were pure yang. Killing one dragon and burying its body under her tree roots would feel even better than eating a hundred people who offered themselves up as sacrifices.]
Huang Da Zhuang nodded quickly: “Yeah, yeah. His beast form is a young yellow dragon. His belly is white. He’s from the Yellow Dragon family.”
“The other First Year combat department Top Student Rank is called Sui Xuan Chu. He’s also a dragon. His beast form is red-black. He’s seventeen, with Level S lightning-element affinity. He can solo the Top Student Rank from any First Year or Second Year department. He’s just too wild, always alone, and the moment he disagrees with someone, he solves it with violence.”