Chapter 242: Chapter 242

The sound of painful yet restrained sobbing faintly came through.

Jun Ning leaned on the window to take a look.

She saw that Jun Yang, still unsatisfied after punching and kicking the little beggar, stepped on the beggar’s hair and taunted her, "Kneel down and bow to me three times, then call me grandpa, and I’ll let you go."

Jun Ning thought to herself, "The same old trick, isn’t there anything new?"

Would the little beggar give in?

The little beggar was also a person with backbone; not only did she refuse to yield to Jun Yang’s tyranny, she mustered all her strength and spat in Jun Yang’s face.

"I would rather die than call you grandpa."

The little beggar spoke through gritted teeth, her sapphire eyes glistening with determination.

"You..." Jun Yang was livid, having been spat at, "You want to die."

Jun Yang, relying on her strong physique, began to punch and kick the frail little beggar again, causing the beggar to vomit blood.

Seeing this, Jun Ning could no longer sit still and got off the carriage with Nanny Zhang.

She wanted to rush to the little beggar to rescue her. However, there were too many people watching, crowded layer upon layer; she simply couldn’t squeeze in immediately.

Together with Nanny Zhang, she struggled through the crowd toward Jun Yang and the little beggar’s location.

The weather was already hot, and after Jun Yang beat the little beggar, she was sweaty all over.

She stopped, unable to continue hitting.

Sitting on the little beggar, she grimly pinched the beggar’s neck and said, "Will you or won’t you kowtow and apologize? Will you or won’t you call me grandpa?"

The little beggar looked defiantly at Jun Yang, refusing to submit.

Jun Yang sneered, "Won’t call, huh? Do you believe I’ll strip you naked?"

Upon hearing this, the little beggar was scared, tears welled up in her big sapphire eyes.

If it were a boy, so young, being stripped naked in public wouldn’t be a big deal; people might look, laugh, and it would pass.

But the little beggar pressed beneath Jun Yang was a girl!

If a girl were stripped naked in public, regardless of age, she wouldn’t have a way to survive; she’d be caught and thrown into a pig basket.

"No..." The little beggar began to cry in fear.

"If not, then kneel down and apologize; call me grandpa?" Jun Yang sneered arrogantly.

Yet the little beggar still refused.

Jun Yang was impatient, "Won’t? Hmph, watch me strip you naked." This update ıs available on 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩~𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢~𝔫𝔢𝔱

Jun Yang was a girl herself, yet when it came to humiliating other girls in public by stripping them, she showed no hesitation whatsoever.

The little beggar struggled desperately, unable to break free, so she bit her lip tightly, telling herself to be strong and not to cry.

Soon enough, her lips were bitten through, with blood oozing out, showing how much pain she was enduring inside.

Meanwhile, Jun Yang’s hands were indeed unruly as she began to strip the little beggar’s pants.

The little beggar couldn’t hold them down at all.

The onlookers were only interested in the spectacle, and not one stepped forward to help the little beggar stop Jun Yang.

That was bad enough, yet some people even made cynical comments.

"This little beggar deserves it. She need only kneel down, properly bow, apologize to the bully, and call him grandpa, and then everything would be fine. Why persist in the stalemate? What’s she being difficult for?"

"Yes, she’s blind to the situation, deserves to have her pants stripped off, then gets thrown into the pig basket."

Jun Ning, struggling in the crowd, heard these comments and gave Nanny Zhang a look. Nanny Zhang promptly dragged the two women making cynical comments from the crowd and slapped them hard.

Teach them a lesson for making cynical remarks.

Meanwhile, Jun Ning managed to get to the little beggar before her pants were stripped off, and she kicked away Jun Yang, who was bullying her.

Jun Yang was caught off guard and kicked aside.

Jun Yang got up and angrily looked at the person who kicked her, seeing it was Jun Ning, no one else, with several strong Imperial Guards protecting her behind. She dared not say much more, shrunk back, took a few steps backward, then broke out of the crowd and fled.

The Imperial Guards wanted to chase, but Jun Ning said, "No need."

It’s dangerous for her to be out alone; the Imperial Guards need to protect her.

The Imperial Guards dared not say anything further; they stood respectfully behind Jun Ning, like guardian angels protecting her.

Jun Ning helped the little beggar up from the ground, tidying her clothes.

The little beggar seemed still immersed in the pain of just being bullied by Jun Yang, her sapphire eyes vacant, devoid of spirit.

Jun Ning comforted the little beggar for a while, then took a bulging money pouch from her satchel and stuffed it into the little beggar’s hand, "Take this money, find your parents, and live well."

"My parents..." At the mention of this, the little beggar suddenly burst into tears, crying, "I don’t know where my parents are. I was trafficked here, and I don’t even know where this place is."

Just being bullied by Jun Yang like that she hadn’t cried; mentioning her parents now made her burst into tears, clearly hitting a sore spot.

"Don’t cry!" Jun Ning got anxious, "I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have brought up your sadness suddenly."

"I..." The little beggar said, "It’s alright, I just miss them, that’s all, I’ll be okay soon, I won’t cry soon." She wiped the tears from her eyes as she spoke.

Jun Ning removed a small hairpin from her head, shaped like a coriander leaf, specially crafted by her mother. In the Imperial City, there was only this one; she only had this one coriander leaf hairpin.

She couldn’t bear to part with it, looking at it for several moments, then handed it to the little beggar, "Take this hairpin to the Capital City Governor Mansion; the governor will help you find your parents."

This hairpin was produced by the Palace Bureau, with a Royal Family emblem.

In addition, in the entire royal palace, only Jun Ning liked coriander; many of her clothes had patterns, along with accessories featuring the coriander element. Gradually, coriander became her symbol of identity.

Seeing coriander, people in the palace would generally think of Jun Ning.

Presumably, the governor, upon seeing the hairpin Jun Ning gave the little beggar, and the Royal Family emblem on it, would naturally think that Jun Ning sent the beggar to him.

Presumably, he would certainly handle the matter well.

"I don’t even know where my parents are; how can others help me find them? No one can find my parents!" Holding the hairpin, the little beggar dejectedly said it, shaking her head continuously.

Jun Ning sighed, "What should we do then?"

The little beggar, after much contemplation, suddenly gathered the courage to ask Jun Ning, "Miss, may I follow you?"