After Jiang Yao ran away, Xiu stood there somewhat confused.
How did I make her cry...?
Xiu sighed softly. Perhaps he had been too hasty. Perhaps Jiang Yao had never realized his feelings for her, which was why he couldn't help but want to hug her tightly for a moment just now...
Jiang Yao was preoccupied with her thoughts. Lying in bed late at night, her breathing became heavier as she pondered her problems.
She got up and tossed and turned, unable to sleep, rolling around on the edge of the bed.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Yao was making a lot of noise, even waking up Jiang Ge, who asked softly.
"fine……"
Jiang Yao replied sullenly and continued to bury her head under the covers.
"Xiu is a strong person, and having him as your support is a good choice."
Jiang Ge was incredibly clever; she immediately understood what Jiang Yao was troubled by after seeing what had happened that day.
This is a perfect example of the saying "those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly."
"A strong person..."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yao's eyes were somewhat confused as she recalled a topic she had discussed with Mo Shisheng a long time ago.
...
At that time, Mo Shisheng would often mention Qi Yufeng unintentionally. She heard that he was indifferent by nature and disliked the intrigues of the court, so he preferred to follow Shangguan Xuan to a distant place for an expedition rather than stay in the capital.
However, Mo Shisheng only heard all of this from Jiang Yao. At the moment, she was soaking in the bathtub, undergoing her final medicinal treatment.
Her little face was rosy, and the scabs on her face had all peeled off. They would all fall off after tonight, and after tonight... Mo Shisheng would know what Shangguan Yan really looked like.
"Young Miss, why are you so curious about His Highness the Second Prince?"
Mo Shisheng and Jiang Yao mostly talked about Qi Yufeng, which puzzled Jiang Yao.
"He's capable and handsome, yet he dislikes politics; I quite admire that about him." Mo Shisheng's red lips curved slightly. "Yao, do you like this type of man?"
Jiang Yao shook her head. "I don't like it. I think his personality is not suited to this world."
Jiang Yao shares the same belief as Jiang Ge: that the strong are respected, and in this world where cultivation determines everything, only the strong deserve to be respected.
“It’s indeed not suitable, so he chose to stay away from the dynasty.” Mo Shisheng chuckled, reaching out his wet hand to touch Jiang Yao’s head, but Jiang Yao dodged away with a look of disgust.
Mo Shisheng looked at her hand, frozen in mid-air, and her lips twitched slightly. Was she being disliked that much now???
Um???
Jiang Yao gently leaned over the bathtub and looked at Mo Shisheng, whispering, "Is the young lady very interested in His Highness the Second Prince?"
"Not really, I just wanted to see what it would be like to be so handsome that even women would be ashamed of themselves." Just then, a stunningly beautiful face suddenly flashed through Mo Shisheng's mind.
"Young Miss? Young Miss??"
Mo Shisheng was brought back to her senses by Jiang Yao's small hand waving in front of her. Mo Shisheng was slightly taken aback, and her eyes slowly focused. "What's wrong?"
"No matter how handsome the Second Prince is, he's just a pretty face. What good is that?" Jiang Yao pouted slightly, then looked at Mo Shisheng and leaned closer mischievously. "Miss, you can't be that shallow, can you?"
"Smack—"
Mo Shisheng gently patted Jiang Yao's head, "I'm just that shallow. It's getting late, you should go and rest. Tomorrow is the welcome banquet, you have to get up early."
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