Chapter 5 Chapter 5 Fighting with Daiyu, repeatedly defeated, repeatedly...



Chapter 5 Chapter 5 Fighting with Daiyu, repeatedly defeated, repeatedly...

When Wu Tianyue caught Daiyu who fell exhausted, his first thought was confusion: Are all women so light?

Before I could even think twice, the system's voice rang out in my head: [Is the heroine dead? I'm done! Not only did I violate the rules on the first mission, but I failed so quickly!]

Wu Tianyue quickly checked and found that Daiyu was fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "Calm down, she's just tired, not even fainted."

The system finally quieted down and urged Wu Tianyue: "Then quickly get the imperial physician to see him."

Someone nearby had already called the imperial physician. As Daiyu was sweating all over, Lan Ye ordered people to put up screens and curtains, and Lu Chen took a blanket to wrap Daiyu.

The imperial physician examined her pulse through the screen and gauze curtains and advised, "It's nothing serious, just overexertion. Young lady, please remember the principle of moderation."

"Thank you for your help, sir." Daiyu took a breath and thanked him softly.

After the imperial physician left, the maid carried Daiyu back to the top floor. Lu Chen had learned massage and was afraid that Daiyu would feel sore the next day, so she washed her hands and gave her a massage to relax her.

When the massage was over, another maid went to boil hot water to wash her hair and body.

Zijuan was afraid that Daiyu would catch a cold, and was just about to tell her to just wipe her body and not wash her hair, when she saw the little maid bring airtight curtains to block off every corner of the room.

Someone else lit the charcoal brazier, and soon the whole room became warm. Someone else was guarding the vent, and stopped talking, just happy that Princess Zhongshun might really be a close friend of the old lady, otherwise she would not be so nice to the girl.

In the evening, after finishing her meal, Daiyu read a book for a while before she felt sleepy. Without waiting for Lu Chen and other maids to persuade her, she fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up the next day, Daiyu blinked in a daze. Apart from feeling a little sore in her body, she felt refreshed. She had never slept so comfortably since her mother passed away.

Sinking into the soft mattress, feeling the gentle rocking of the boat, and listening to the light and delicate steps of the maids outside, Daiyu squinted her eyes and rubbed the quilt, taking a deep breath of satisfaction, just wanting time to stop here.

But this was obviously not going to happen. Before Daiyu could enjoy this peaceful happiness for long, she heard muted conversations outside.

Not long after the sound stopped, Zijuan knocked on the door and said, "Miss, it's time to get up and practice the Daoyin technique."

Daiyu suddenly felt ashamed. If she slept so late in the mansion, she would surely be laughed at by her sisters. Then she remembered that she lived in her grandmother's room. The old woman slept short, and Zijuan would come to wake her up before this time every day. As she thought about it, she responded, "Go get some water."

The maids outside heard the sound and knew she had woken up, so they all started to get busy.

Lu Chen brought hot water and helped Daiyu wash her face, and Zijuan brought the clothes made by the embroiderer last night for Daiyu to change into.

The two were about to put makeup on Daiyu when she raised her hand to stop them. Before she could say anything, Wu Tianyue from the outside shouted, "Don't put powder on. Be careful not to sweat and your face will get sticky."

This was exactly what Daiyu wanted to say, but perhaps because she felt a little resentful that the happy and contented atmosphere of the morning was broken, or because Wu Tianyue's fighting power had been too low in the past two days and he didn't have the airs of a prince, Daiyu was not afraid of him.

Hearing his tone of "you have to listen to me", she suddenly felt angry. She stood up and walked out of the room, mocking him, "Your Highness, if you know this well, I guess you must have put on a lot of makeup before."

If these words were said to Baoyu, who grew up with Daiyu and loves to play with cosmetics, he would not only not feel uncomfortable, but would also feel that Sister Lin understands him.

But the person being ridiculed like this now is Wu Tianyue, who has believed since childhood that men should be strong and unyielding, but was forced by his family to be a scholar. His attack power can be said to be boundless.

Ignoring the system's dissuasion, Wu Tianyue raised his head to fight back, but he saw Daiyu wearing a short and loose dress, with her hair casually combed, which made her look more dashing and lovely than before.

The two eyebrows like wisps of smoke under the bangs and the eyes filled with tears reveal a hint of sadness. Although she is not wearing any makeup, her skin looks even whiter and more translucent. Even the slight blue under her eyes makes her look more pitiful.

Wu Tianyue couldn't help but be stunned. She blended these completely different temperaments so well, as if all the beautiful words in the world were born because of her.

Seeing his stunned look, Daiyu found it funny. Her previous anger had long since disappeared. She chuckled and walked past him out the door.

Wu Tianyue reacted and saw Daiyu walking past him proudly like a peacock. He regretted being amazed by her just now.

This little girl started to challenge me as soon as we met. Now that she sees my naive side, she must be very proud. But she has already arrived in the hall, and it would be too deliberate to explain further. Besides, that girl is so sharp-tongued that I really can't win the argument with her.

Wu Tianyue thought about this as he went to the martial arts training room with Daiyu. He originally thought that since he was her master after all, if she did something wrong, he could give her a lecture and get back at her.

But Daiyu was extremely intelligent, so how could she let him succeed? After a short practice yesterday, she had memorized all the details of the movements. However, she was delicate and weak, and she got tired after just a short while.

Seeing that she was so intelligent, Wu Tianyue no longer had the idea of ​​looking for trouble here. He just felt that such a good seedling for martial arts had such a poor physique. However, he did not want to give up such a good opportunity to teach this good student, so he instructed Daiyu very seriously.

Daiyu had a clear idea of ​​today's practice because she had listened to the imperial physician's advice yesterday. She would rest when she was tired and continue practicing when she had strength, but she was still very tired.

She had little strength, and since Wu Tianyue taught her so seriously, Daiyu was very tolerant of his occasional sighs.

But he had been looking at her with a look of pity and regret all morning, as if she were some genius who died young. Daiyu couldn't help herself and sarcastically asked him, "Should we ask the imperial physician to come and see the prince?"

Wu Tianyue didn't understand why she suddenly said that, and said blankly: "I'm fine, why do you need to ask the imperial physician?"

"We must not be careless. Many people don't tell others when they are ill, and if they delay, it will turn into a serious problem." Daiyu sighed slightly, "Judging from the prince's expression just now, it seems that there is something wrong with his eyes or his brain."

After hearing these words, Wu Tianyue realized that she was scolding him. He instantly lost his pity for the martial arts genius. He wanted to scold her back but was afraid that it would arouse her worries about his poor health, so he stood up angrily and went back to his room.

Hearing Daiyu's happy laughter behind him, Wu Tianyue became even more angry: "I don't care. How can I, the prince of Zhongshun Palace, be bullied by her all day long?"

"You can fight back, but be careful not to upset the heroine." The system perfunctorily consoled him while playing the game, "Your life is in her hands."

Wu Tianyue replied: [Don't worry, I know my limits.] I can't win an argument with her, but I can't make her angry either. I'll just beat her at the game!

After thinking about it, he went back to the room, got the chessboard, and went to Daiyu.

Daiyu had finished her lunch and was sitting in the hall reading a book. She was feeling a little sleepy. When she saw him coming towards her with a proud and arrogant look on his face, she could tell at a glance that he had bad intentions, so she stood up and was about to leave.

Wu Tianyue hurriedly called her: "Where are you going, sister?"

"Just call me by my name, Your Highness." Daiyu turned and bowed, "I am a little tired. I will not disturb Your Highness any longer."

Wu Tianyue was determined to teach her a lesson. How could he possibly let her go? He stepped forward and advised, "You slept too long yesterday. If you take a nap today, you might not be able to sleep tonight. Why don't you play a few games of chess with me?"

Daiyu hadn't expected him to show such concern for her, and felt somewhat comforted. But when she saw the chessboard held by the maid behind him, she knew he was still mad about what had happened and wanted to get back at her. With a roll of her eyes, she smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. However, I have no talent for chess, so I'm afraid I can't accompany you."

Wu Tianyue wanted her to know what she didn't know, so he smiled and said, "It's just for fun. Winning or losing doesn't matter. It's just to kill time."

Daiyu hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement under Wu Tianyue's earnest gaze: "Yes."

Wu Tianyue hurriedly ordered people to set up the chessboard, and graciously chose black, letting Daiyu play white first.

Daiyu also wanted to teach him a lesson and did not indulge him. She picked up the warm chess piece and put it down gently, followed by Wu Tianyue.

For a moment, the only sound in the hall was the crisp "click" and "click" of chess pieces falling on the chessboard.

The situation on the chessboard changes rapidly. Suddenly, the black piece advances sharply, as if to capture all the white pieces. The white pieces quickly form a formation, resisting the black piece's attack and taking it away while the black piece is not paying attention.

Both of them underestimated the other. The game lasted for a long time, from the afternoon to the evening. In the end, Daiyu won narrowly, but her impression of Wu Tianyue changed a lot. He seemed impulsive and brainless, but she didn't expect him to be so smart.

Wu Tianyue once again felt Daiyu's cruelty. Although he admired her tactics in his heart, he had been favored since childhood and had been fighting with the second prince Wu Wuyu for many years. He attached great importance to winning or losing. He was very unwilling to lose this time, and he wanted to play another game with Daiyu after dinner.

Lan Ye was worried that this game would take another long time. Daiyu was already in poor health, and staying up late would drain her blood. So, she smiled and suggested, "Playing two games of chess in a row would be boring. Why don't the prince and the young lady write some poetry together to amuse themselves?"

"That's not bad." Wu Tianyue just wanted to win, more than anything else, so he nodded in agreement. "Do you want to limit He Yun?"

Lan Ye turned to Daiyu and asked, "What do you think, young lady?"

Whether playing chess or composing poetry, Daiyu was not afraid. She smiled and agreed, "I'll use five-character verses, and you can choose the rhyme."

"The prince also loves five-character verses. The young lady and the prince seem to get along well."

Before Lan Ye finished speaking, Wu Tianyue muttered, "Who can get along with her?"

"Why not limit it to the rhyme of 'Fourteen Colds'?" Lan Ye was afraid the two would start arguing again, so she quickly interrupted them and ordered someone to bring paper and pen. "Let me start by throwing out a brick to stimulate jade and come up with a colloquialism."

After that, he recited: "When we first met, I smiled and was happy."

Daiyu was a little surprised that Lan Ye knew all this, but Wu Tianyue's mumbling just now drew her attention.

She was not the type to swallow her anger. She was used to the quarrels with Wu Tianyue these days, so she did not delve into it. She only thought about how to make Wu Tianyue look bad. After thinking for a while, she continued: "The chessboard is quiet and the night is about to end. The falling pieces startle the deer."

Wu Tianyue, seeing her mocking him for playing chess like a frightened deer, retorted, "A hundred battles end in laughter. Tomorrow's dream is even more restless."

When Lan Ye heard Wu Tianyue mocking Daiyu for sleeping in, she resigned herself to putting down her pen and no longer hoped that they could talk calmly. She quietly listened to the two of them mocking and ridiculing each other through couplets.

Seeing the two people's anger gradually rising, especially Daiyu's last sentence "thick face and generous heart", Wu Tianyue was so angry that he stood up. Lan Ye hurriedly advised: "It's getting late, why not call again tomorrow."

Without waiting for Wu Tianyue to refute, he said to Zijuan: "Miss, you can't stay up late. Hurry up and help her wash up."

Zijuan hurried forward to help Daiyu into the house. Seeing that Wu Tianyue's face turned red with anger, Daiyu felt relieved and went back to the house with a smile.

Seeing Wu Tianyue getting angrier and angrier, the system earnestly advised: [The heroine is in poor health. If you win, and she gets angry and falls asleep, what if she gets sick?]

[Is it okay if I just go to sleep in anger?] Wu Tianyue was even more upset, but he didn't dare to let Daiyu stay up all night to write poetry with him. He swallowed his anger and thought about how to win tomorrow.

Judging from the situation in the past few days, the system felt that Wu Tianyue had no chance of winning, and no matter how much he planned, he would suffer in the end. However, he did not listen and always felt that he could turn the situation around.

The system shook its head, even looking forward to him making a fool of himself tomorrow, rubbing its hands in anticipation of the show.

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