Chapter 135 Farewell

Afterwards, Chen Shiyi did not pay attention to who won or lost among the nine dragon boats.

Because someone else is coming.

Chen Shiyi knew that everyone she didn't want to see today wanted to see her.

The Ninth Prince's uncle, Long Muchuan, walked up to them and sat in the same row as Old Man Hu.

Everyone around him stood up and saluted him.

Chen Shiyi knelt down on his knees and kowtowed to him.

Everyone was very surprised. Although Chen Shiyi was right, Uncle Ninth Prince always told outsiders that there was no need to be too polite, so they performed the formalities as usual.

Long Muchuan didn't let Chen Shi get up either. He sat on the mat, resting his chin on his elbows on the table, and spoke lazily.

"Whose family are you from? Why are you giving such a big gift?"

Chen Shiyi said this neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Someone once said that if you meet Uncle Ninth Prince in the future, you must kowtow and kneel down to pay your respects."

Long Muchuan was about to say something when a clear and melodious voice sounded from behind him.

"Uncle Ninth Prince is very kind and would never embarrass a woman. The one who asked you to kowtow and kneel must have bad intentions and wants to ruin Uncle Ninth Prince's reputation."

When everyone saw him, they immediately knelt down and bowed.

"I have met His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince."

"No need to be polite."

After Chen Shiyi stood up, he huddled his entire body behind Wen Zhirou.

I kept repeating to myself, you can’t see me, you can’t see me.

The fifth prince was wearing a black python robe like an adult, but his face looked like a teenager of seventeen or eighteen years old. He was tall, and his eyes were as pure as glass, but they were spinning around with a hint of cunning.

He walked straight up to Chen Shiyi and looked her up and down.

"Are you the cousin of Lord Hu?"

Chen Shiyi thought, she didn't know this person, but he seemed to be very familiar with her.

"That's right, my little girl."

"You look funny."

Fun?

What does this word have to do with appearance?

Long Muchuan stood up and stood in front of the Fifth Prince, glancing at him coldly.

"Are you here to see the king?"

"Yes, Uncle Wang, my father said that the task of presenting gifts to the leader of the dragon boat race will be handed over to you. My father also said that he is confident that you can handle the task."

Long Muchuan nodded, glanced at Chen Shiyi again, turned and left.

The Fifth Prince winked at Chen Shiyi and left as well.

The scene finally quieted down. Every time Chen Shiyi moved, he felt sweat all over.

The extremely complicated clothes were not breathable at all and she felt really stuffy. Bailing kept wiping the sweat off her face with a handkerchief and fanning herself with a fan.

Chen Shiyi really hopes that this damn competition can end as soon as possible.

When I heard the wife of the Counselor said that there would be a river lantern party after the dinner.

"Can't you leave first?"

The lady shook her head.

"It's better not to."

She asked again.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"This is my first time attending a banquet like this, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

The lady smiled.

"It's always like this the first time, but it won't happen again when you're more familiar with it."

Wen Zhirou had just been called back from the Marquis' Mansion, and now she was here again.

"Eleven, are your clothes uncomfortable? Why don't you change into something else? Mine will fit you just fine."

Chen Shiyi shook his head, still kneeling calmly on the cushion.

Wen Zhirou wanted to say something when the wife of the Counselor beside her spoke.

"Did Miss Houfu come to the wrong place? Miss Yushi Doctor's cousin has just arrived in Kyoto and is not familiar with people. I'm afraid your familiar behavior is not appropriate."

"Of course it's inappropriate."

Then Mo Xunyan came in with her personal maid.

Everyone stood up and saluted.

Mo Xunyan walked towards Chen Shiyi with a smile.

"Little girl, we meet again."

Chen Shiyi smiled back at her.

Mo Xunyan walked up to Wen Zhirou and said.

"You are probably confused. The location of the Marquis' Mansion is over there. Let's go."

Wen Zhirou lowered her eyes and looked up at Chen Shiyi.

"Eleven, I'm getting married at the beginning of next month. I hope you can come over for a drink at the wedding."

After saying that, he followed Mo Xunyan out.

Chen Shiyi is now motionless, just sitting there quietly.

She felt that she had so much to do even when she was sitting there, and if she moved around, she didn't know how much more would happen.

Finally, after the dinner, rows of red lanterns lit up around the entire lake.

Lanterns are reflected on the lake surface, and the interweaving of red and black permeates Mingyu Lake with splendor and heaviness.

The sky finally darkened. In the middle of the lake, lanterns were lit on bamboo rafts. Dancers waved their sleeves and performed the most beautiful dance moves. The clear and high-pitched music mixed with the overwhelming sound of the zither and the melodious sound of the flute was really wonderful. This music should only exist in heaven. How many times can people in the world hear it?

Suddenly, the bamboo rafts connected together to form a line, led by the leading head in front, winding and twisting, just like a flying dragon soaring in the sky, wandering on Mingyu Lake.

It’s really wonderful!

At this time, there were exclamations, cheers, and cheers...

Chen Shiyi was moved by this wonderful scene and felt that the world could be so beautiful.

The tough day finally ended beautifully.

Very good, very good!

Chen Shiyi finally followed the wife of the Counselor and walked slowly to where the carriage was parked.

It seemed that Mr. Hu had something else to do, so he sent someone to inform Chen Shiyi to go back first and there was no need to wait for him.

The moment Chen Shiyi sat in the carriage, he felt like a fish meeting water; even his breathing became smoother.

"Bai Ling, please pass me the water bag in the box on the right. I am dying of thirst."

"I have some more date cakes. Do you want some?"

"want…"

Suddenly, there was a knocking sound outside the carriage.

Chen Shiyi, who was about to put the cake in his mouth, choked himself.

She beat her chest desperately, wondering, who the hell is this bastard who comes to bother her when everything is already over?

Bai Ling opened the curtain and walked out.

"This servant pays homage to Uncle Ninth Prince."

"Where's your girl?"

"In the carriage."

Long Muchuan raised the corners of his mouth.

"Chen Shiyi, let me take you back."

don't want!

Chen Shiyi was very resistant in his heart.

She poked her head out from behind the curtain, looked at Long Muchuan, and gave him a fake smile.

"Don't bother Uncle Ninth Prince. I'm with the wife of the Counselor."

Long Muchuan was still leaning against the wall of Chen Shiyi's carriage.

"What if I must send it?"

"There's really no need to trouble Uncle Wang. Father has kept Lord Hu and has instructed me to send Miss back to the palace safely."

Long Muchuan and Chen Shiyi were both shocked. They looked up and saw the figure of the Fifth Prince walking towards them from the dim lights.

He smiled freely and bowed to Long Muchuan.

"Uncle Wang, my father also said that the hunting in the autumn must be arranged by you, and I was thinking of discussing it with you."

Long Muchuan looked at the fifth prince deeply.

On the road, horse-drawn carriages rumbled one after another.

Mo Xunyan lifted the curtain, looked around, then put the curtain down again, turned around and spoke to Wen Zhiheng who was dozing off.

"Chen Shiyi is really capable. Uncle Ninth Prince, who has never been interested in women, has been looking for her several times in a row. I don't know why. And the Fifth Prince has been protecting Chen Shiyi in his words and deeds. My husband, you have a good eye. The person you like is also liked by others..."

Wen Zhiheng didn't want to pay attention to Mo Xunyan's sarcastic remarks.

She sat there quietly all afternoon, watching the hustle and bustle on the lake.

She never provoked others, but she couldn't avoid others provoking her.

"Husband, when are you going to write the divorce letter?"

"Are you sure you want it now?"

"Of course, I can't be a widow all my life!"

"You should persuade your father to be more restrained. His reforms have touched the foundation of the family. The emperor used your father as a stepping stone, but you know the consequences. Your father may follow the old path of the former Marquis' Mansion one day. If you still hold the identity of the Marquis's wife, maybe it can protect you for a while."

Mo Xunyan's face turned pale, and then he sneered.

"Would you be so kind?"

Wen Zhiheng flicked the non-existent dust off his sleeves and spoke nonchalantly.

"Believe it or not, I have already written the divorce letter. It is in a green bottle on the bookshelf on the second floor of Lingyun Pavilion. If you want to leave, you can leave at any time..."

Mo Xunyan asked in confusion.

"Wen Zhiheng, what kind of person are you?"

There was silence in the carriage for a while, and the night light at the rear of the carriage made the people's faces vaguely visible.

After a long time, a low voice was heard.

"You didn't make things difficult for Chen Shiyi. This is your reward."