The sleeves of her clothes fluttered in the breeze.

Zong Zheng Xiaoting looked at Ning Shuang and smiled without saying anything. "Sometimes, it's still what I said before. What you see may not be true. Let's go. We've been busy all day. It's time to take a rest."

Xiaohong looked at her master and suddenly felt at ease. Although she said nothing, she got a vague message that they didn't need to worry about the conflict between her and the prince.

During the day, everyone was running back and forth. When Zong Zheng Xiaoting returned to Yunxiao Court, Qingqing had already considerately brought her a cup of iced sweet soup. The cool feeling in her mouth instantly brought Zong Zheng Xiaoting a comfortable feeling. She half leaned on the couch, and a letter was spread out on the table. Zong Zheng Xiaoting glanced at the letter, and picked it up again with his slender fingers, with some displeasure in his eyes, and then crumpled it into a ball and threw it on the ground.

Seeing the change in her master's mood, Ningshuang hurriedly apologized, "It's all my fault for not responding in time. Take the letter away, and please calm down, Princess."

Looking at Ning Shuang kneeling on the ground, Zong Zheng Xiao Ting just waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's okay, I just looked at this letter and it's not my intention. It's understandable that you don't know how to deal with it. Get up."

No joy or anger could be heard in the lazy voice, but Ningshuang felt a little guilty. She glanced at Zongzheng Xiaoting's expression from time to time, with speculation and uneasiness in her eyes.

"What are you still kneeling on the ground for? Get up." Zong Zheng Xiaoting smiled, stood up and put down the bowl of soup, "Burn this letter. It will be bad if someone sees it."

"Yes!" Ningshuang quickly stood up, took away the letter that Zongzheng Xiaoting had thrown on the ground, and retreated with her head down.

As soon as she stepped down, worried expressions appeared on Qingqing and Xiaohong's faces.

Zong Zheng Xiaoting looked at the two people with bitter faces and couldn't help laughing out loud, "Haha, why are both of you so depressed? Come, drink some icy bird's nest soup to relieve your fatigue and sentimentality."

Zong Zheng Xiaoting pointed at the bird's nest soup beside him and smiled at the two of them.

"Princess, how can you be so confident?" Qingqing was so angry that her eyes widened and she looked unacceptable. Xiaohong, who was standing beside her, also had a frown on her face.

"Want to know?" Zong Zheng Xiaoting raised his eyebrows, his eyes lingering on the bird's nest soup. "Just enjoy this soup quietly for a while, and I can tell you slowly, how about that?"

The two worried people looked at each other, then walked to the side, scooped up the bird's nest soup, and sat quietly aside. However, after putting the frozen bird's nest into their mouths, they still looked so worried and gloomy. Zong Zheng Xiaoting shook his head, "Okay, feel the comfort."

Taking out a small bronze mirror, Zong Zheng Xiaoting looked in front of the two of them and said, "When you no longer look worried like in the mirror, I will give you an answer. Now, accompany me to enjoy this comfort."

Not understanding what their master meant, the two of them could only look at each other, scooping up the soup with heavy hearts and drinking it intermittently. The room fell silent, and Zong Zheng Xiaoting, who had finished the soup, saw that the two of them still had frowns on their faces, so he got up from the couch, walked to the seven-stringed zither that had been placed there for a long time and had never been played, and slowly sat down.

The slender fingers plucked the strings casually, and the pleasant sound suddenly rang out. Zong Zheng Xiaoting adjusted a few times, and then plucked the strings quickly. The melodious sound of the piano slowly rang out. In this quiet courtyard, it seemed that all the flowers were blooming, and the feeling of tranquility spread. As Zong Zheng Xiaoting's piano sounded faintly, Qingqing and Xiaohong, who were frowning tightly, were also gradually attracted by the piano sound. The two people who were tasting the bird's nest soup gradually calmed down. The comfort brought by the piano sound, combined with the coolness of the bird's nest soup, gradually spread to every part of their body.

After the song ended, Qingqing and Xiaohong slowly came back to their senses.

"It seems that your mood has calmed down a lot?" Zong Zheng Xiaoting asked.

"Princess, Qingqing doesn't understand." Qingqing was stunned and blinked.

Zong Zheng Xiaoting stood up and handed the small bronze mirror to Qingqing, "Look again at your expressions now."

He took the bronze mirror from his master with suspicion. The two of them looked into the mirror and saw a calm face, which seemed to be completely different from the one just now.

Zong Zheng Xiaoting sighed, looked at the two and said, "Do you know that in conspiracy, the most deadly thing is often the expression of joy and anger?"

Hearing this, the two of them couldn't help but frown. They understood what the princess said, but what did this have to do with them? They actually concealed their emotions towards Ning Shuang.

Seeing the two people's confused faces, Zong Zheng Xiaoting continued, "I know that you must think that you have behaved very well in front of Ning Shuang. But, do you know that you lack calmness? Not showing your emotions on your face is not only about hiding your emotions in front of your doubts or opponents, but more importantly, no matter how doubtful and worried you are, you must keep a calm heart."

"But Qingqing is anxious." Qingqing pursed her lips. She couldn't help but worry that the princess didn't care about Ningshuang's behavior.

"Hurry and you will be in chaos." Zongzheng Xiaoting lowered his eyelids and shook his head at Qingqing. "You have followed me for so long. If you were not too upset, why would you be so anxious? Do you think that I did all these things without reason? Even if I don't want to be suspicious, will I still be like this, trusting you as always without testing you? Qingqing, do you think that I was really impulsive when I went to provoke Situ Xunxiao today?"

After hearing this, Qingqing's pupils slightly dilated, and she seemed to understand the meaning of her master's words. Yes, she had been flustered by these sudden events recently. Today, because Ningshuang's actions were all suspicious, she actually forgot that the princess was not the kind of person who could be easily calculated.

Originally, the princess and the prince were already in a cold war, and Ningshuang not only escalated the conflict between the princess and the prince, but also, when the princess was still angry, she delivered the letter from the emperor to the princess, causing the princess to be so furious that she had a big quarrel with the prince. This made the princess eager to get rid of Ningshuang as soon as possible.

Now, think about it carefully, would the princess really be so impulsive?

Qingqing looked at Zongzheng Xiaoting, lowered her head, and said softly, "Qingqing was impulsive."