After awakening to bullet comments, the villainous supporting character He Yi stole someone else's token and came to the capital to impersonate them, becoming a Minister's cherished daughte...
It was indeed the "Coral Calligraphy" by Mi Fu, the contemporary master of cursive script. The ink was clear and lustrous, and the brushstrokes were fluid. What surprised her even more was a piece of paper at the bottom of the box, with annotations written by Zheng Yu himself, the characters vigorous and powerful.
Holy crap! What is Zheng Yu doing? Is he trying to pick up girls?
So this is what you're like, Zheng Yu
Has he developed real feelings for He Yi?
"Thank you, brother." He Yi closed the box, her tone still indifferent. "It's just that I'm busy learning etiquette now, so I'm afraid I won't have time to appreciate it."
Zheng Yu opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end, it only turned into a sigh.
"You are now a princess, so you must take care of yourself." After saying that, Zheng Yu reached out as if to pat He Yi's head.
But He Yi quickly turned around; she couldn't let anyone see this, or else things would get out of hand.
Zheng Yu, feeling embarrassed, took his leave.
His silhouette seemed inexplicably desolate, and He Yi felt a pang of sadness, though she didn't know why.
Just as she was about to see Zheng Yu off, she suddenly heard footsteps from beside her. Turning around, she saw Jiang Shu standing near the Moon Gate. For some reason, Jiang Shu's face was extremely pale, and the handkerchief in her hand was crumpled.
"Sister Jiang? When did you arrive?"
He Yi happily went to greet her.
Jiang Shu forced a smile, her gaze falling on the wooden box in Zheng Heyi's hand.
"I just arrived too. What good things did Young Master Zheng send you this time?"
“It’s a calligraphy copybook, thank you for your trouble, brother.” He Yi smiled, but then saw Yun Yu behind Jiang Shu purse her lips and mutter softly, “It certainly took a lot of effort.”
Yunyu's comments are so manipulative! She's number one at sowing discord.
Oh no, our fake besties are going to break up!
He Yi's heart skipped a beat. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Jiang Shu say with a smile, "The calligraphy and paintings are precious, you must keep them safe." Her tone was still gentle, but He Yi inexplicably felt a little distant.
At this moment, Yunyu added fuel to the fire: "Only Granny Li is allowed to enter and exit the princess's study, but now Young Master Zheng has also become a frequent visitor to the princess's residence."
Jiang Shu appeared calm on the surface, but her fingertips unconsciously crumpled the handkerchief.
The comments section flashed, and Zheng Heyi quickly glanced at them.
Zheng Yu! You better explain yourself clearly! This misunderstanding is going to snowball!
How will you break free from this vicious female supporting character's predicament?
Looking at the comments, Zheng Heyi couldn't help but sigh.
They thought that with wealth and honor they could live a carefree life, but they never expected that there would be unseen troubles everywhere in this deep mansion.
Villainous female supporting character, focus on your career! Don't worry about all this nonsense!
Waiting for He Yi to slap the face of that scheming, hypocritical woman!
The comments kept scrolling. He Yi took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and roared to the sky, "Damn Zheng Yu, damn Yun Yu!"
Fortunately, Zheng Heyi got used to her new identity in just a few days, but things that made her feel depressed happened from time to time, such as Zheng Yu coming to see her often.
In the past few days, Zheng Heyi realized that being a princess required handling so many miscellaneous tasks every day. Although many tasks were assigned to Granny Li, there were still areas where Granny Li could not handle them properly.
She herself was exhausted, so she decided to quickly train a group of highly professional servants and consulted with Liuyun.
She had expected Liu Yun to help her, but to her surprise, Liu Yun said while reading a book, "You are now a princess, you should have considered these issues long ago. Do you want me to help you?"
"What else?"
“I can help you once or twice, but how can I help you for a lifetime? Besides, I am the one you found to teach you academics and martial arts.”
Although Liu Yun's words were not pleasant to hear, upon closer reflection, they made sense. After all, she was a princess herself, and of course she needed to find her own solutions to these matters.
He Yi said, "You're right, I have nothing to say." Then she turned and left.
The next day, Zheng Yu came to deliver more things.
He Yi was about to chase him away, but she was in a bad mood today and just sat sullenly in the distance. Zheng Yu looked at He Yi and noticed a knot of resentment between her brows. Zheng Yu felt sorry for her and naturally couldn't hold back.
“My sister hasn’t seemed very energetic these past few days,” he said, handing over the food box he had brought. “This is some steamed sweet cheese that I just bought for you from Tianxiangfang. Eat it while it’s hot.”
Zheng Heyi had no appetite. "Brother, you eat by yourself. If there's nothing else, you can go back first. I have things to do." With that, Zheng Heyi lifted her foot to enter the study.
Zheng Yu turned around and handed the box to Qingju.
"I heard the lotus flowers on Cuiwei Mountain are in bloom. The lotus leaves stretch to the sky, an endless expanse of green, and the lotus blossoms are a vibrant red under the sun. How about I take you boating to relax?"
He Yi was feeling extremely annoyed when she heard this and suddenly smiled. "That's true, it would be great if we could go out and have some fun."
Cuiwei Mountain? Just hearing the name of this place makes it sound like the perfect spot for lovers to pledge their affections in a romance novel. Now that she's a princess and still clinging to her engagement with the young master, what does it mean for her to be so close to Zheng Yu?
It would be better to take this opportunity to make things clear, so that Zheng Yu can give up his feelings for her.
"Alright."
Zheng Heyi raised her eyes, concealing her inner unease, and gave a faint reply.
The next day at dawn, the two rode in a green carriage out of the city. The noise outside the carriage window gradually faded away, and after leaving the city, the bustling cries of vendors were replaced by the chirping of cicadas and the sound of pine trees.
Zheng Yu lifted the curtain and pointed to the distant mountains, "That's Yunhuang Temple. Legend has it that Sakyamuni Buddha once visited here?"
"Tsk tsk, Shakyamuni, I wonder if there are any custard apples on the mountain." Zheng Yu was almost amused by He Yi, but he forced himself to purse his lips.
Zheng Yu is quite nice! But Cuiwei Mountain is also really fun!
He Yi, be careful, Zheng Yu is trying to sweet-talk you.
Don't be fooled by the villainous female supporting character!
As the comments flashed before her eyes, He Yi simply closed her eyes to rest, but in her mind she was repeatedly considering how to start the conversation later.
Upon reaching the foot of the mountain, where Yunhuang Temple was quite close, Zheng Heyi dismounted from the carriage and saw a huge lake with painted boats plying the shimmering water.
“Let’s take a boat.” Zheng Yu pointed to the distance, and He Yi waved to the boatwoman.
The young girl pushed off with a bamboo pole and came toward the two of them with a "hoo-hoo" sound. After entering the awning boat, He Yi looked down at the colorful fish swimming in the water. Suddenly, she heard Zheng Yu chuckle behind her: "You always seemed unhappy in the mansion, but today you're smiling a lot more as you enjoy the scenery."
"There are countless things to do in the manor. Brother, how could you know that there are so many things to deal with in a princess's manor?"
She turned around, ready to discuss matters, but saw Zheng Yu looking at a spot not far behind her, his brows gradually furrowing.
Following Zheng Yu's gaze, Zheng Heyi saw Jiang Shu standing at the bow of another awning boat not far away. Her moon-white dress fluttered in the wind, making her look incredibly elegant, like a white swan.