Chapter 189: Eloquent

Yu Shiyan is not much like a carbon-based life form. When he gets angry, he hugs her neck and kisses and nibbles at her. He has a lot of quirks.

No, this is no longer a quirk, it's a problem.

Yuan Siyin was very troubled, but she dared not say it outright, so she could only hint with earnest words: "There are plenty of fish in the sea."

"A delicate die inlaid with red beans."

His interruption made me realize that the thought of "why be hung up on one flower" was stuck in my throat and I couldn't get it out.

Yuan Siyin blinked gently, then suddenly felt something was amiss and got up, slowly moving towards the door.

She knew what the next line was: "Do you know how deeply I miss you?"

Someone should know, but it should never be her.

"I'm going to discuss the spring banquet with my aunt. You... you can rest here."

After saying this, Yuan Siyin, looking rather unnatural, fled in a panic.

She wasn't unaware of Yu Shiyan's thoughts, but she just couldn't accept them for the time being.

Moreover, she didn't know whether this intention was genuine or not, and whether it would one day become a weapon against the Yuan family. She couldn't guarantee it.

As Yuan Siyin walked, she unconsciously stopped, her gaze drifting past the vermilion palace walls, as if she could see the artificial hill not far away.

"So this is where the princess is. I've been looking for her for ages."

Upon seeing her from afar, Li Yuande immediately smiled and greeted her with a flick of his whisk: "Please come with me, Princess. His Majesty is waiting for you."

Yuan Siyin snapped out of her daze and nodded to him: "I'll trouble Eunuch Li to make the trip."

They arrived quickly.

She shook her head, putting aside all the miscellaneous things, and quietly followed Li Yuande toward the Imperial Study.

Although Li Yuande maintained a composed demeanor on the surface, he was inwardly terrified.

Why did the ancestor of the Yuan family suddenly change his ways?

As the saying goes, if a child is quiet, he's probably up to no good.

Now he's following behind without saying a word. Is he secretly plotting how to trip him up later?

Li Yuande had been on tenterhooks the whole way until he saw her enter the study alone, at which point he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He still remembers it to this day: on his ancestor's tenth birthday, this ancestor followed him like this and then silently cut his whisk bald!

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but touch the whisk. Seeing that his precious item was alright, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty, this humble woman pays her respects."

Yuan Siyin performed the proper greeting, appearing well-behaved and dignified, like a lady from a prominent family.

"Siyin has arrived. Come and see how well I have written these characters."

The emperor was writing calligraphy at his desk, looking quite engrossed.

She smiled and walked to the desk. "Your Majesty is putting me in a difficult position. Everyone in the capital knows that Si Yin is illiterate."

Moreover, I've heard that His Majesty is most proud of his calligraphy; I am but a layman, how dare I presume to judge His Majesty's masterpiece.”

Yu Hao put down his brush, picked up the two corners of the Xuan paper and blew on them. Her flattering words had improved his mood considerably: "You little girl, you really have a sharp tongue. No wonder the Empress Dowager misses you so much. It turns out she waits every day to hear a few nice words."

“Only heartfelt words are truly beautiful. If they are insincere, neither His Majesty nor my aunt will want to hear them. Si Yin is only speaking the truth, yet His Majesty is making things difficult for her. It’s really tough.”

Yuan Si sighed, seemingly genuinely troubled.

The emperor put down the Xuan paper, clapped his hands, and laughed: "Very well, I can't argue with your sharp tongue. Sit down, there's no need to be reserved in front of me."