In the height of summer, the sun shines intensely and brightly, casting its rays upon the earth and bringing waves of heat.

The pavilion where the poetry gathering was held was a cool and elegant place.

The pavilion sits on a pool of clear water, surrounded by weeping willows that sway gently in the breeze. Inside, exquisite tables and chairs are arranged, covered with brocade embroidered with gorgeous patterns.

Many talented young people participated in the poetry gathering. Some sat together, quietly discussing poems and songs; others stood alone by the railing, gazing at the lake in contemplation.

The air was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers and tea, which soothed Pei Yanzhi's somewhat agitated heart a little.

He was tricked into coming here by his classmates. He didn't go in and take a seat, but just wandered around outside. His classmates went in and played for a while, but they also felt that writing love poems was meaningless, so they came out as well.

The group met and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, a gasp of surprise arose from the crowd.

"What a beautiful poem!"

"What a wonderful poem!"

A sound of surprise rang out.

The crowd surged forward, and Pei Yanzhi was also swept along by his classmates.

A woman stood there gracefully, her expression full of pride.

She has just composed a wonderful pastoral poem, with beautiful verses and profound imagery, which has drawn praise from everyone.

"Oh, it's nothing, just normal."

"I still have much to learn from you all."

The woman spoke modestly, but her acting skills were clearly lacking. She looked down at the crowd with an air of superiority, as if she were the queen of the poetry world, enjoying everyone's admiration.

Pei Yanzhi glanced at the woman in the crowd. Although he admired her talent, he felt that her pride was too ostentatious.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, he caught a glimpse of a scene in a corner of the poetry gathering out of the corner of his eye.

There were gauze curtains hanging from the roof, clearly indicating the seating arrangement for women.

Because of the wonderful poems produced at the poetry gathering, everyone rushed forward. A young girl in a blue dress was flustered and pushed around by the crowd. She tripped and fell, and with a flick of her right hand, she knocked over the boiling water for tea being brewed on the stove next door.

The boiling water was about to splash onto her face, and the girl in green turned pale with fright, her eyes filled with terror.

Just at this critical moment, a girl in pink rushed over like lightning.

Without hesitation, she reached out and pulled the girl in green away, saving her from injury, while the girl in pink had a red welt on her arm.

However.

She merely frowned slightly, without uttering a single groan.

"Sister, are you alright? It's all my fault, I was so careless." The girl in blue said with a sob in her voice, her face full of guilt.

The girl in pink looked at the girl in blue with tenderness and said softly, "It's alright, it's just a minor injury, nothing serious."

"But sister, your arms are burned, it must hurt a lot." Tears streamed down the young girl's face.

"It really doesn't hurt, don't cry. If you cry your face, you won't be pretty anymore." The girl in pink smiled.

Pei Yanzhi was taken aback, thinking to himself, how could it not hurt if boiling water was splashed on his arm?

However, he knew the girl in green. Her name was Sun Wanwan. She was the legitimate daughter of a second-rank general's family. Like the Marquis's family, she was a member of a family with military merit.

Judging from her clothes and jewelry, the girl in pink was clearly the daughter of a low-ranking official family. It was quite a stroke of luck that she was able to climb into the Sun family's household.

However, the fact that she could say she wasn't in pain without batting an eye is quite remarkable.

"He's a ruthless character."

He will surely achieve great things in the future.

Thinking of Pei Yanzhi made her want to leave.

However, his classmates were quite interested in the poems written by the poetry champion, a woman named Jiang Yao, and immediately opened another room next to the poetry gathering to savor and ponder them carefully.

They were already acting this way, but they also insisted on holding onto Pei Yanzhi and not letting him leave.

Having no other option, Pei Yanzhi could only wander around the vicinity of Shuixie.

They hadn't gone far when they heard the woman's voice again.

"Miss, are you really alright? Should we call a doctor? This was terrifying."

“Yes, sister, let’s call a doctor, even the imperial physician. I can use my mother’s credentials to call the imperial physician.”

He inadvertently caught sight of Sun Wanwan and the girl in pink again.

However, this time there was an unfamiliar little maid named Qingxing. She was even younger than her mistress, with her hair in a topknot. She was holding burn ointment in her hand, and her little hands were trembling like a brush.

Sun Wanwan was also wiping her eyes beside her.

"I've got blisters all over, waaaaaah, it's all my fault..."

The girl in pink remained calm, heating a needle with a lamp until it glowed red before popping the blisters.

Once the blisters burst, the skin became like ulcers, and the maids Qingxing and Sun Wanwan shed even more tears.

"I can't help it," the girl in pink said helplessly.

"It really doesn't hurt. You guys are making me very strange."

"How can a mortal not feel pain? Don't try to comfort me." Sun Wanwan's eyes were swollen from crying.

With a sigh, the girl in pink explained, "The boiling water was indeed scalding hot, but my current state is that my body is rapidly secreting adrenaline. Adrenaline can cause the body to enter a state of stress, which can make the heart beat faster and breathing more rapid. At the same time, it can also affect the perception of the nervous system, and pain signals are temporarily suppressed and transmitted."

"So I don't feel any pain."

After she finished speaking, the maid Qingxing and Sun Wanwan were both shocked, "This is too amazing..."

It's not just amazing, it's downright unbelievable.

And then there's adrenaline, which is something I've never even heard of.

Some people will tell any lie in order to climb the social ladder.

Thinking about it, Pei Yanzhi let out a "tsk".

"who?"

The girl in pink inside looked over warily, her clear eyes filled with surprise and doubt as she stared at him.

Pei Yanzhi paused for a moment. Regardless of his disdain for the girl in pink, he knew it was wrong for a man to eavesdrop on others, so he immediately apologized and ordered his servants to bring him the best burn ointment before he could leave.

"Oh, that looks like the heir of the Marquis's mansion."

Sun Wanwan's voice sounded from behind, and Pei Yanzhi's heart skipped a beat.

He thought to himself that the woman in pink was so ruthless that she would probably try to curry favor with him once she knew his identity.

That's fine too. He'll see if she dares to say her "adrenaline" theory in front of him then.

There's nothing wrong with people having ambitions to climb the social ladder, but if someone actually believes in this theory, wouldn't that be harmful?

Even if she is a woman, we should still talk about her.

Let's teach her a lesson.

"Your Highness, no one has brought medicine bottles from the manor to our door."

"No one has asked to see you."

"Your Highness, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"Or are you waiting for someone? Why don't you send an invitation directly, Your Highness?"

"They just stand at the door every day, looking so pitiful..."

Pei Yanzhi =_=: "..."

I'm not just eyeing it!