Shangguan Tianlin has been cleared of suspicion, proving that he was framed by a villain.
So Tianyun's suspension order was naturally lifted, and she returned to the Imperial College the next day to continue her classes.
When she returned, the other ladies in the room treated her differently. Some looked down on her humble manners, while others felt guilty towards her.
After all, anyone who tries to be kind but is misunderstood will feel like they have thorns in their heart. I give you a plaster, and instead of being grateful, you misunderstand me and think I have ulterior motives. Who can you reason with?
Tianyun didn't care about their remorse. In her eyes, the combined malice of these people was not as important as the trust of the young man.
When you stop caring so much about what others think and how they treat you, your life will become much easier.
She has always been an egoist in such matters.
Therefore, when the noble ladies came to apologize to her with embarrassed expressions, she just smiled faintly and even joked with them: "Then please take good care of my family's business."
"We definitely will! We'll stock up on dozens of them when we get back. Maybe we'll get a discount if we mention your name?"
“Of course. Give me your name and I'll give you a buy-three-get-one-free deal, the more the merrier.” She looked at Xiao Ziwu, and sure enough, the boy’s gaze followed her without wavering. A gentle ray of sunlight shone in his eyes, shimmering slightly and seeping into her heart.
The young man is quite bold today.
She smiled slightly, her almond-shaped eyes crinkling, and two dimples appeared faintly on her porcelain-white face, making her look like a sweet little candy.
This only makes people admire her magnanimity even more, little knowing that she simply doesn't care.
Tianyun was happy, but Mu Yaozhi was not.
Ever since she heard His Highness ask for her, Mu Yaozhi felt a lump in her throat, and her disgust for him grew daily. Following her unfriendly gaze, Mu Yaozhi's little follower saw Shangguan Tianyun, who was adept at navigating social situations.
The lackey flattered her at the opportune moment: "The Hundred Flowers Banquet is about to begin, and Yao will surely win the championship again this year."
"That's the Triple Crown Winner. She's the first Flower Fairy in history to win the title for three consecutive years, isn't she?"
"That Shangguan Tianyun probably won't even make it into the preliminary selection. The preliminary selection isn't something you can just get into by drawing a picture." The girl in the blue coat who said this was named Liao Jie. She was the second daughter of Liao Canzheng, and she had an older brother named Liao Yixuan.
She didn't make it into the primary last year because she lacked good looks and wasn't as favored by her father as her sister.
After her performance, some people in the audience snickered and made fun of her, saying that her limbs were stiff and that she danced like a twitching praying mantis. Last year, she was eliminated after only a brief appearance, which almost made her cry!
In the preliminary rounds of the Hundred Flowers Banquet, without a foundation in dance from childhood and without a family fortune accumulated over generations, one would likely be ineligible for the semi-finals.
Mu Yaozhi raised her chin slightly. These words struck a chord with her. The Hundred Flowers Banquet was not like a painting test. The audience would be as numerous as mountains... This time, the champion was undoubtedly hers, and there could be no more changes!
When she is chosen as the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, it will be the time when her brother Ziyan returns victorious. Then she can ask her father to take the opportunity to request the Emperor to grant her a marriage decree. Wouldn't that be a triple celebration!
When Brother Yan mentioned Shangguan Tianyun that day, his face showed an interest she had never seen before, and a strong sense of crisis enveloped her.
She gazed at the withered flowers in the distance, her fingers clenched tightly. If Shangguan Tianyun were to snatch her position as the principal wife again, she would change the meaning of her name, Mu Yaozhi!
...
She was really overthinking it. Xiao Ziyan was such a self-serving person, how could he easily give up the woman who was most helpful to him for an interesting toy?
Tianyun was unaware that Siye had already imagined the scene of her marriage to Xiao Ziyan. She was resting her chin on her hand, bored, watching Siye wield his brush and paint, spitting as he spoke.
Looking to the side, a screen blocked the view of the young man's handsome face. Xiao Ziwu was carving on sandalwood with a small knife; this was the first time he had been distracted in class, not paying attention to the long lecture.
The fact that a good student had fallen to such a low point deeply saddened the prince, but he dared not reprimand him.
Xiao Ziwu was very careful with his work, and the basic shape of the wood carving had already emerged, resembling a charming and bright young woman.
Now all that's needed is to refine the details. As he carved, he gently blew away the remaining wood shavings, his clear eyes filled with seriousness.
Will she like it?
If you don't like it, just throw it away.
...and then secretly picked it up again.
After the lesson ended, almost everyone had left, but Xiao Ziwu was still sitting in his seat. Tianyun looked at him with some surprise: "Why hasn't Your Highness left yet?" He was usually the first one to leave.
"Waiting for you." Xiao Ziwu handed her the wood carving, his gaze lingering subtly on her face, trying to discern from her micro-expressions whether she would like it.
The wood carving must have been held by him for a while; it still retained his warmth. This was the first time he had given her a small gift. Tianyun happily took it in her hands, admiring it and saying, "For me? It's so beautiful!"
This little wooden figure looks like it was carved in her likeness. Mmm, it's so beautiful!
...
Lingqi: Can you stop praising yourself indirectly?
Seeing her so happy, Xiao Ziwu's tightly pursed lips relaxed, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Hmm, beautiful." It was as if a tail was wagging rapidly behind him.
Suddenly I felt like teasing him.
“However… Your Highness should keep it for yourself.” She looked up at him slightly, sighed dejectedly, and handed the wooden carving back to him, politely declining. The cunning in her eyes was well hidden, and he didn’t see it.
She didn't like it. His lips, which had just relaxed, tightened instantly, and the young man said in a low, husky voice, "If you don't like it, just throw it away." Fortunately, there was still Jinyun gauze, its shimmering, flowing silk surface; she should like it, right?
Tianyun was charmed by his feigned indifference. His eyes clearly looked pitiful, like a lost puppy with its tail drooping.
"Pfft, I like it." She chuckled softly, her voice so gentle it could melt water, and coaxed him gently, "But could you carve a miniature version of yourself for me? I want you with me every day. I'll keep this miniature version for you, so I can be with you every day too, okay?"
She wants a shrunken version of me...
"Okay," I'll leave you the miniature version of yourself.
Her words made him relax his brows again, and his reddened ears twitched slightly in her gaze.
She covered her mouth and giggled, her eyes reflecting a starlight-like joy, like a cunning little fox. He's so funny.
But they're really easy to coax.
But seeing the boy's wolfish gaze, she couldn't help but take a step back, her long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings.
"Mmm..." Her lips were captured by him, and her waist was held tightly in his arms, like a fierce wolf cub. Where was the obedient puppy she had been just moments before!
This is against etiquette! You've really gone too far!!
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