Chapter 306: Intentionally Stopping Here

"Yuan, I suspect you think I'm easy to bully."

Yuan Si murmured softly.

"How could that be, Miss? Don't overthink it," Zi Yuan calmly denied.

Why were you so timid and submissive before, but now you're attacking her with such force!

They've all been spoiled!

Yuan Siyin felt a little regretful, but it was no use regretting it now, she had already gotten used to it.

She sighed, and after Ziyuan finished her hairpin and took two steps back, she mustered all her strength... and fell back again.

"Are you trying to put a rock on my head?"

I'm giving you a chance. Stop pretending and come clean. I know you're hiding something.

After Yuan Siyin struggled to sit in the carriage, she saw Yuan Fu's clean and neat little head and wished she could swap heads with him.

If there's anything more painful in the world than waking up early, it's lifting weights with your head.

This is not an exaggeration. At formal palace banquets, gold hairpins were worn in winter and spring, and they could only be replaced with jade hairpins on the day of the Beginning of Summer, and then gold hairpins were worn again on the Winter Solstice.

Originally, it was just a rule for the imperial concubines, but for some reason, the young ladies from noble families also adopted it.

I don't know if others suffered, but she certainly endured a lot of hardship.

Everything else is fine, but the most hateful thing is that the start of summer is tomorrow.

Tsk.

"Sister, why do you look unhappy?"

Yuan Fuqing tilted his head and thoughtfully stuffed a piece of pastry into her mouth.

Yuan Siyin seized the opportunity to bite, initially wanting to shake her head, but realizing it was futile, she had no choice but to give up.

"Try wearing gold and jade yourself."

Yuan Fuqing was so frightened that she hid in the corner of the carriage: "Do not do to others what you would not have them do to you, sister."

Before Yuan Siyin could say anything, the carriage suddenly braked sharply. If she hadn't steadied herself in time, and if Yuan Fuqing hadn't rushed over to protect her head, Yuan Siyin's lifelong reputation would have been ruined today.

"What happened?"

Yuan Fuqing lifted the curtain and spoke in a mature tone, "If you really can't manage, slow down. My sister almost bumped her head!"

"Reporting to you, young master and young lady, it was Prince Mu's carriage that stopped at the street corner. I was in a moment of panic and startled you."

Yu Shiyan?

Yuan Siyin peeked out with difficulty and saw that the two carriages had almost collided. No wonder the coachman had suddenly pulled on the reins.

Just then, a large, well-defined hand emerged from the carriage beside her, its long, jade-like fingers slowly parting the curtain.

Yu Shiyan was dressed in a crescent-white brocade robe. He was slender, with a beautiful face and gentle, delicate eyes. His every move exuded an indescribable noble elegance.

It really is that guy.

Yuan Siyin was speechless and was about to shrink back when he suddenly parted his thin lips and said, "Wait."

"What's wrong?"

Her head was already heavy, and now that she was leaning to the side with her head sticking out, it was even more tiring. Her tone was slightly impatient.

Yu Shiyan's thin lips, which had been pressed into a straight line, now curved slightly. Without saying much, he reached out and straightened the hairpin in her hair: "It was crooked, but it's fine now."

That's it?

"Um."

Yu Shiyan's eyes curved slightly without him noticing, and a gentle light shone through his warm and handsome features: "But you looked good just now too."

Yuan Siyin's expression immediately became somewhat strange: "You didn't park here on purpose, did you?"

Yu Shiyan smiled but remained silent.

Yuan Fuqing wanted to greet Shi Yan Ge, but the curtain was suddenly pulled down.

"Sister... I haven't said hello to Brother Shiyan yet."

Yuan Fuqing carefully observed her expression and spoke weakly.

"What do you mean by 'tendering'? You can't force a confession out of someone through torture."

Yuan Siyin suppressed the pounding in her heart and gave a perfunctory reply.

Yuan Fuqing: "..."