[2] Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

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Chapter 70.6 Who Is The Protagonist

Sang Yuanyuan held You Wuming who laughed out loud and said slowly: “King You has not yet married, and I had already broken the contract with King Han. The two innocent people getting together, just waiting for the big wedding, why is it not self-respecting? Could it be that in your opinion, following a married man without a clear status that cannot even be said as a concubine, this is called self-respect and self-love? “

Sang Yuanyuan chuckled sarcastically, not looking at Meng Wuyou, but set her sight on Han Shaoling’s ghastly pale face.

“I, I, I and Han Lang are true love!” Meng Wuyou was so anxious that her eyes were red, “What he has with others, were merely connections through marriage only! There’s no love in all the royal family’s connection marriages! You don’t understand at all. There will be no happiness in arranged marriages!”

“Ow, true love.” Sang Yuanyuan laughed softly. “Your true love is really valuable. Compared with your true love, other’s company for many years, mutual wholehearted commitment, has become the light word of ‘benefit’? Why is your heart more valuable than others? Just based on you being poor and blank, based on you having nothing? Based on you being weak, so you are reasonable?”

Sang Yuanyuan raised her eyebrow, and saw that Meng Wuyou was gasping for breath. She looked so angry that she could not speak, and then she slightly shook her head——

“I never thought that the royal family should be superior to others, but in you, I can’t see the slightest respect that one should have for others. When someone else saw me, they called me ‘Princess Sang’, which was a recognition of my identity. It was just like how one should call the other party ‘doctor’ when they went to the medical hall, and call the other party ‘teacher’ when they went to school. But you, I don’t know where you have an inexplicable sense of superiority, yelling and calling others by their names regardless of the occasion. This is really forgetting one’s status and also disrespectful towards others.”

Meng Wuyou’s face is red, and she, who usually has a glib tongue, can’t speak a word at all at this moment. She had never imagined that Sang Yuanyuan wouldn’t use the status level to suppress people, but could make such an argument that left her with nothing to say.

Sang Yuanyuan sent a salute to Han Shaoling: “King Han is open-minded and cares about affection. He won’t care about these false courtesies, so I have nothing to say. But as a member of the royal family, I really don’t want others to slander the dignity of the royal family in the Cloud Realm!”

“That’s right!” Zhang Dai couldn’t help but say, “King Han, it’s not that Old Zhang, I, am blaming you, but even such an uneducated man like me have heard some people discuss that the woman next to you seems not decent. Tsk, knowing a person by reputation is really not as good as meeting face to face. Seeing her today, even this old face of mine felt so embarrassed for you!”

“You, you all!” Meng Wuyou stamped her feet with anger, “You all are just born with a good life, born as a member of the royal family. If you were born humble, can you still look down on people from so high above like this? “

Sang Yuanyuan was amazed: “Didn’t you say that all people are created equal? How can one belittle oneselves and despise one’s humble origins? If one were born humble, but there is a graceful bearing and self-esteem inside, no matter where one goes, they will still be respected by many people. And you, with inexplicable superiority, when facing people with higher status than you, you pretend to be innocent and disdain them under the guise of ‘equality’. And when facing the people who are inferior to you, you don’t treat them as human beings at all!”

Sang Yuanyuan’s tone became more intense: “You, Meng Wuyou, are really too hypocritical! Zhang Mama kindly helped you, but you just turned your head and sold her out in front of King Han. King You’s personal bodyguard died for you, but there is no trace of gratitude nor guilt in your heart at all. Regardless of your own low strength, you barged and rushed into the pile of underworld demons. So many people died for you, but has your heart ever been touched even for a moment?! Have you ever treated them as life too? Have you ever shed a tear for those people who died because of you?”

Meng Wuyou’s lips trembled, her face paled and she couldn’t say even a word.

Sang Yuanyuan quietly squeezed You Wuming’s hand, leaned forward slightly and supported herself on the low table, then slowly asked: “Meng Wuyou, who gives you the sense of superiority? Do you really think that you are the protagonist of this world?”

In fact, she said so much today to pave the way for this moment.

You Wuming understood her heart. The low and seductive voice accompanied her, and the dark stars flickered in his eyes——

“Heh, do you really think that you are the protagonist of this world?”