She wanted to carve top-grade yellow jadeite into a pile of shit???
Princess Liuli was now absolutely certain that the three-year-old child before her had transmigrated here.
She spoke up to stop her. "Do you know how expensive this yellow jadeite is? You want to carve it into a pile of..."
That last word, "shit," was so vulgar that she was too embarrassed to say it!
At a modern auction, this piece of yellow jadeite would fetch no less than two hundred million!
And Xia Wanwan actually wanted to carve such precious, rare jadeite! Into! Shit!!!
What a wanton waste of heaven's treasures!
A wanton waste of heaven's treasures!
"Didn't you say I could do whatever I wanted with it? Whatever I draw, you have to carve. What, can't you take losing?"
Xia Wanwan stopped drawing, cocked her little eyebrows, and sat right on the table to throw a fit.
Her little face was terribly round, and her cheeks puffed right up with anger.
"You can't take losing! You promised in front of all these people, so why can't you carve what I drew? You're not even as good as Southern Mei. Their word carries the weight of nine cauldrons. When they say they'll give something, they give it. You're shameless!"
She sat on the table, kicking up a fuss and rolling around.
The court's civil and military officials and the envoys of both kingdoms all stood around her. The scene was painfully awkward.
Princess Liuli was so angry her head hurt. She snapped, "Whatever you carve, you can't carve it into a pile of shit! Do you think that looks nice?"
"Of course it looks nice! The jadeite happens to be yellow, and shit is yellow too. It's perfect! Nothing could be more perfect!"
Xia Wanwan retorted with her