Xiao Ziwu holds grudges.
He hadn't forgotten that at the racecourse on the outskirts of Beijing, this woman had spoken ambiguously, leading him to mistakenly believe that the person his beloved was Xiao Ziyan.
At that time, he did not realize that he was already drowning in jealousy, treating his sweetheart coldly and hurting her feelings.
Now, she's doing the same thing again, determined to muddy the waters.
She is the legitimate daughter of an imperial censor, and he cannot easily harm her. This time it was just a verbal warning, but if there is a next time, he will definitely not be lenient.
Tianyun thought there was still a tough battle ahead, after all, Yu Shanlai's fall was so timely and she was the one who struck first. If His Highness refused to believe her, he would have no way to defend himself.
To her surprise, Xiao Ziwu cleaned it up himself!
Tianyun was unaware that Yu Niao's attempt to seduce him had failed, and that she had been thrown out of the Mu residence that very night; otherwise, he would have been even more moved.
Wow, this relationship is so easy!
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Xie Wuyun's gaze lingered on the two of them.
The interaction between these two is really torturing her to death!
The Third Prince's hand left Yun'er's cheek and climbed up to the top of her head. Under Yun'er's protest of dissatisfaction with her hair being messed up, he then kneaded her earlobe.
That hand seemed to be attached to Yun'er's body, sticky and unwilling to come off.
The tenderness in her eyes was so intense it could drown you.
It's so cloying!
So this is what a wolfhound looks like after it's been tamed?
Xie Wuyun spread her fingers to cover her eyes, both afraid of being tortured and secretly wanting to watch.
It was at this moment that she caught a glimpse of Xiao Ziwu's indifferent gaze upon her.
Sensing that he seemed to have something to say to Tianyun alone, Xie Wuyun felt embarrassed to stay and eavesdrop.
At that time, she was worried that Yun'er would be fooled by Yu Shanlai, so she insisted on staying.
Now, she wisely stepped aside.
He just had a mocking smile on his face.
Tianyun's cheeks flushed slightly, and she urged shyly, "Aren't we going to hurry up?"
Xie Wuyun walked away with a strange laugh: "You think I'm in your way, huh?"
The soft flesh beneath her snow-white ear was rubbed raw and red by his dry fingertips. Tianyun couldn't bear it and turned slightly to avoid his clutches.
"What does Your Highness wish to say to me?"
Xiao Ziwu took out a pre-carved Buddhist amulet from his pocket and handed it to her: "I heard that wearing this is quite effective. Do you have one?"
He spent two nights carving this amulet. He didn't originally intend to give it away; entrusting his hopes to the gods and Buddhas was merely a way to seek psychological comfort.
He never believed in Buddhism, nor was he afraid of ghosts. He came into this world alone, fearless and undaunted, let alone having any belief in anything.
But now, there is someone I want to protect.
It was his good fortune.
Suddenly, Tianyun pictured Lingqi covered in Buddhist amulets, looking silly, and then staring into the man's clear eyes, which held a hint of expectation.
She calmly shook her head. "No!"
His tone was very decisive.
I don't have any amulets.
Xiao Ziwu's pursed lips relaxed slightly, and he leaned down calmly: "I'll help you put it on."
As he spoke, he reached out to help her tie the waist tag around her waist.
"Why?"
The man, dressed in a white robe and wearing a jade crown, had shed his childishness and grown into a tall and handsome figure. He squatted down in front of her without any hesitation, which startled Tianyun so much that she took several steps back.
She pressed down on the man's knuckles, her voice tinged with panic: "I can do it myself."
He is the third prince of the Great Liang Dynasty, and may inherit the throne in the future. How can he lower himself to tie a waist tag for a young lady?
Xiao Ziwu held her waist, not giving her a chance to back away, and personally tied the rose-patterned Buddhist amulet around her waist.
A large, hot hand pressed against her waist, making her skin feel as if it were on fire. Her eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly about to take flight.
She hesitated, then said, "Your Highness..."
"Hmm?" After finishing tying it, he admired it for a moment.
The little girl's waist was slender, and her hands could easily encircle it. This strangely patterned Buddha amulet might look old-fashioned on others, but when worn by her, it gave her a gentle and ethereal beauty.
It's truly the icing on the cake.
They really do say beauty is in the eye of the beholder!
Xiao Ziwu stared at it for a long time, his sword-like eyebrows relaxing, revealing a gentleness that even he himself did not realize.
But after a moment, he frowned deeply and asked, "Is it alright if we don't go up to the Tonghua Terrace?"
She was someone he only wanted to hide away, lock her away where only he could see her, possess her alone, and never let a second person glimpse her beauty.
He changed the subject so quickly that Tianyun couldn't keep up.
She was a little confused: "Why can't we go up to the Tung Blossom Terrace?"
Didn't he personally make a Buddhist amulet to bless himself so that he could successfully enter the semi-finals? Now he's changed his mind again?
Actually, she just wanted to stand up for her mother and make her less passive in front of Aunt Liu, so that she wouldn't be unable to speak up confidently!
As for the rest, neither is acceptable.
If Xiao Ziwu is displeased by this, she definitely won't go.
However, he swallowed the possessiveness that welled up in his throat and didn't say anything more. He simply closed his eyes and gently rubbed the top of her head.
"Never mind, it's nothing."
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Inside the garden, rooms are connected around the arena, forming an arc, for the contestants to rest and do their makeup.
It's like a modern stage, with the dressing room and tea room backstage.
Inside were young women waiting to be selected for the imperial concubine competition. They were still unmarried and naturally had to be strictly guarded to prevent male guests from entering and ruining their reputation.
Therefore, Xiao Ziwu had no choice but to leave first.
Xie Wuyun helped her carry the jewelry box inlaid with mermaid beads, which Xiao Ziwu had just sent over. It contained valuable jewelry left by Consort Li, among which a cloud crown with inlaid silk and pearl flowers was the most precious.
The Suihou Pearl inlaid on the crown is something that even the current treasury of the Great Liang Dynasty cannot find a single one of.
Xie Wuyun insisted on helping to carry her, so Tianyun let her have her way, holding an umbrella behind her to shield her from the sun.
Xie Wuyun couldn't help but imagine what would happen if Yu Shanlai saw this vanity box.
His face must have been ashen, as if he'd swallowed a fly. Thinking about it, she couldn't help but chuckle to herself: "So the Third Prince has two faces after all?"
He treats others with indifference, but his treatment of Yun'er is a different story.
Yu Shanlai meticulously planned, all for the few things in the vanity box, but in the end, she still failed.
Is it possible that God truly has eyes, and that everything a person can possess in their lifetime is predetermined from the moment they are born?
Forcing it will ultimately be useless.
Xie Wuyun nodded to herself, finding the words increasingly reasonable.
Tianyun did not smile at her teasing words.
The items His Highness sent were all jewelry and hairpins, exquisite and luxurious adornments that would make her even more dazzling on the Tonghua Terrace.
But he had just blurted it out and didn't want to go on stage.
It is important to know that what people say without thinking is often the one that best reflects their inner thoughts.
In other words, His Highness secretly does not want to see himself take the throne.
Yet he meticulously arranged everything, even personally carving such mystical items as Buddhist amulets…
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