When the street was smashed by eggs

  Chun Xiang was taken aback and hastily waved her hand: "Miss, I didn't mean it that way. I thought your wound hadn't healed yet, so maybe after a few days... or..."

  "Alright! Whether it's early or late, I have to face it anyway. I'm mentally prepared... Since we've done it, I don't care what others say. Let them talk if they want to! Let's go!"

  Xiao Congrong said as he rolled his wheelchair forward.

  Chunxiang and Chunhui exchanged a glance and chased after her to help push the wheelchair.

  Xiao Congrong let go and allowed them to push him, leisurely admiring the folk customs on both sides of the street.

  What seems like appreciation is actually observation, this is the nature of being a special police officer. A good special police officer and an assassin are similar in some ways except for their purposes.

  They must have a pair of eyes that are good at observing, able to discover danger in the ordinary, or find a safe retreat in time, and these qualities are inseparable.

  Although he was silent and taciturn all along, Xiao Zong's eyes were desperately absorbing the knowledge of this alien world.

  The streets she passed through had some characteristics, the vendors sold what, the people coming and going were what kind of people, wearing what, all categorized in her mind, making judgments. Before she finished walking two streets, she knew that if she couldn't stand up for herself, if she left Xiao Fu's house, she also had the ability to make a living in this world.

  In the afternoon, the street was very lively. Xiao Congrong, who sat in a wheelchair, was very eye-catching. Strange gazes fell on her one after another, but she ignored them indifferently.

  In front of her, constrained by the prestige of the Xiao family, no one dared to point fingers at her. As soon as she walked away, murmurs and discussions erupted:

  "Look... look, isn't that Miss Xiao of the Xiao family? So she really can't get up after all!"

  "I heard it was the Empress Dowager who intervened because she harmed the third prince's consort and caused her to miscarry... pushing someone into the water... how vicious!"

  "Is she going back to Sanwang Fu? Not giving up yet? Being beaten like this and still wanting to go back, how despicable..."

  "If I were General Xiao, I'd just kill her off and be done with it, rather than let her make a fool of me..."

  Xiao listened calmly and indifferently to the gossip about her, intelligently choosing to ignore it. If she were to take each one to heart, it would probably be dark before she could even reach the Third Prince's residence!

  Only two maidservants were not as good at enduring as she was. Listening to the gossiping voices on the street, they quickened their pace.

  "Bad woman..."

  Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted, and then a black shadow flew over the crowd towards Xiao Zong, who was caught off guard. She had injuries on her back and couldn't move her legs, and was hit before she could react.

  As she looked down, an egg on her shoulder cracked open, and the yolk slowly fell onto her knee, caught by her skirt.

  She was stunned, and in the next second, her eyes quickly caught the person who threw eggs at her... a 7 or 8-year-old boy, with a face as white as jade, wearing a hair crown on his head, set with an emerald green gemstone, and a crimson purple robe that looked extremely luxurious. His hand was still holding an egg...

  "Bad woman..." The little boy's eyes met hers, unwavering and unflinching, as he cursed again, his eyes wide with anger, and threw another egg at her...

  Xiao Zongrong calmly and coldly watched as the egg flew towards her head, immediately triggering a chorus of gasps from the surrounding crowd. Amidst the din, she found it strange that she could distinguish between the jeers and the concerns...