reward
When Wu Lanyu heard that Liu Ruyi had come out of Yunxiao Pavilion, she was just as furious as Xiao Yiqing.
Her personal maid, Qingmei, suggested that she dress up and go to see Shangguan Zeyu in the evening.
"Are you sure it's feasible? What if the Prince gets angry?" Wu Lanyu was a little worried about Qingmei's idea.
"Your Highness, please rest assured! You are worried about the Prince's leg ailment and are going to deliver medicine to him. Would the Prince possibly slap a smiling face? He will surely be very pleased."
"But that bitch Liu Ruyi has already gone there; she might have gone to deliver medicine too."
“My lord, she is her, and you are you. The medicine in your hand is a sacred medicine that the Vice Minister requested through someone. How can hers compare to yours?”
“That makes sense. Very well, then prepare to take a bath now. I want to see Your Highness with a completely new look. I refuse to believe that Your Highness will remain unmoved.”
However, before Shangguan Zeyu could see the changes she had made to herself, she was invited to Peach Blossom Village by Xiao Yiqing, who had come out of Yunxiao Pavilion.
Xiao Yiqing wore a peach-pink off-shoulder wide-sleeved dress with a new green belt around her waist. Her hair was styled in a flowing cloud bun, adorned with gold and jade hairpins. She wore lake-green tassel earrings and had on a very different, glamorous makeup look than usual.
As soon as she got to her room, she lay down in the rocking chair, acting as if no one else was there, eating lychees and drinking flower tea.
Wu Lanyu wore a similar style of clothing, but the neckline was too low, revealing a portion of her fair skin. Moreover, her makeup and styling were simply unbearable to look at, resembling the demeanor of a courtesan.
She and her maid Qingmei stood before Xiao Yiqing, waiting for her to speak.
Xiao Yiqing only remembered them after she had enjoyed herself enough.
"Sit down." A lazy voice.
Wu Lanyu pursed her lips and sat down on the chaise lounge to her right.
Xiao Yiqing glanced at her with disgust and glared at her with disdain.
"Where is Madam Wu going, dressed like that?"
Wu Lanyu showed no embarrassment whatsoever: "I'm going to see the Prince. I'm very worried about whether his leg ailment has healed."
"You're clearly trying to seduce the prince, and you're still spouting nonsense?" Xiao Yiqing said angrily.
Wu Lanyu looked completely innocent and said aggrievedly, "Your Highness, you've really misunderstood me. I usually like to act like this. It's just that I was so worried about the Prince today that I forgot."
But Xiao Yiqing had no intention of letting her off so easily, and gave her a disdainful look.
"Really? How come I didn't know? This daughter of the Vice Minister of Revenue is such a shameless slut!!!"
When he said the word "slut," the look of disgust, contempt, and disdain in his eyes could have swallowed Wu Lanyu whole.
Wu Lanyu was so angry that her face turned red and her chest heaved, but she dared not openly confront Xiao Yiqing because of her status, so she could only grit her teeth and swallow her anger.
"It was my sister's fault, and I'm right to teach her a lesson." Her hands were so restrained that her long nails dug into her palms.
Xiao Yiqing rolled her eyes at her and elegantly sipped her tea.
"His Highness has been busy with official duties lately and is also unwell. It would be best if you all refrain from disturbing him for any reason. I will issue the order for the tea party tomorrow evening."
Wu Lanyu's expression remained flat, revealing neither joy nor anger, and she obediently responded.
Xiao Yiqing continued, "I hope you remember what you promised me. Otherwise, my father will certainly treat your sister's father well."
Wu Lanyu was stunned and speechless, clearly not expecting that she would escalate the power struggle in their royal palace to the persecution of her family.
After hesitating for a long time, she said, "Sister Princess, I understand what you mean. But if the Prince insists on coming to see me, what should I do? If the Prince is displeased, he might take my life!"
Are you threatening me?
“Sister, you misunderstand. How could I possibly have such a thought? I was just saying what if. The Prince’s temper can be incredibly good at times, but it can also be extremely unpredictable. My father is only a vice minister, unlike yours. If I were to slight the Prince, there would be no one to stand up for me.”
"You??? Are you trying to go against me?" Xiao Yiqing was so angry that she threw the small teacup with oil paint in her hand away.
Wu Lanyu was not intimidated by her anger; instead, she gently comforted her.
"Sister, we women can't be in a bad mood and get angry all the time, or we'll get wrinkles and age faster!!"
"Hmph!! Get out of here right now!!!" Xiao Yiqing's eyes widened in anger, but she did not do anything further.
Wu Lanyu bowed respectfully to her and then left with Qingmei.
Then, the moment he stepped across the threshold, his face darkened.
She stopped, glanced thoughtfully behind her, and with a calculating sneer, left Peach Blossom Village.
Jiang Yan was filled with anxiety. She waited at Pear Blossom Residence for two days and one night but did not receive any news from Shangguan Zeyu asking her to serve him in bed. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.
She crossed her legs, showing no ladylike demeanor whatsoever, and sighed.
"That really scared me! I really thought he was a pervert, that all he could think about was that kind of thing!"
Huang Ying walked out of the house with a doting smile, carrying a colorless and translucent fruit plate of about the same size, filled with large and round lychees.
"But His Highness has bestowed some fine things upon you, Master!"
"What good stuff?" Jiang Yan turned to look at her.
"Wow, lychees! Where did these come from? Are they fresh?" He said, sitting up and casually picking one from the fruit plate, peeling it open.
"Of course, it's a fine gift from the Prince."
"Do you have lychees in the north?"
“No, they’re only from the South. These lychees must have come at a great cost.” Huang Ying placed the fruit plate on the low table to the left of the rocking chair.
Jiang Yan had already put the freshly peeled lychee into her mouth. With a gentle bite, her mouth was filled with honey-like juice, it was incredibly sweet.
"This is so delicious! How was it transported here? Lychees become sour and shriveled if left for too long, and they taste terrible."
"It was probably a tribute from the south. There must be a good way to store it, otherwise the master wouldn't be pleased, and it would be a waste."
"Our ancestors were so clever!!" Jiang Yan exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, then picked up a lychee and prepared to peel it.
Seeing that Huang Ying hadn't eaten, he said, "Don't just stand there, you eat too." He handed the lychee he was holding to Huang Ying and took another one for himself.
Huang Ying was extremely embarrassed: "This is a gift from the Prince to you, Master! This servant dares not eat it, nor can I eat it."
"Ugh, stop nagging, okay? We're family. You saved my life. Just eat what I'm told to eat!!"
The oriole held the lychee but didn't peel it.
Jiang Yan had no way to deal with her, so he peeled one himself and handed it to her: "Eat it."
"No, Master."
"Do you want me to feed you before you'll eat?"
Huang Ying quickly opened her mouth and swallowed the lychee, but because she swallowed it too quickly, she bit Jiang Yan's finger.
"I'm sorry, cough cough, I'm sorry, Master." Ignoring the lychee in her mouth, she hurriedly looked at Jiang Yan's finger that she had bitten.
Jiang Yan didn't let her see: "What's wrong with that? I didn't get bitten." She picked up a lychee, peeled it, and ate it. "It's so sweet! It's sweet to the core."
Seeing her innocent and carefree demeanor, Huang Ying smiled and ate the lychee in a refined manner.
After finishing the lychees, Jiang Yan lay contentedly in the rocking chair.
She gently rocked her chair, gazing into the distance thoughtfully, and said, "Even if I didn't mistake him for someone else, I've spent quite a bit of time with the Prince, but why do I feel like I still don't understand him at all?"
"Master, he is a prince, so he can't be seen through so easily. Otherwise, how can he plot against others?"
Huang Ying moved a chair with a backrest and sat to Jiang Yan's right, with a low stool between them, and continued doing her needlework.
Jiang Yan pondered for a moment: "Then do you think he already knows me very well?"
Huang Ying looked up at her, thought for a moment, and said, "Given the prince's personality, he should have some understanding of you, but..."
"Just what?" Jiang Yan turned his head nervously to look at her.
Huang Ying looked at her with concern: "My lady, I'm afraid the prince has misunderstood you, and that would be difficult to handle."
misunderstanding?
This is highly likely!!!
She mistook him for Zhang Qin, said so many awful things, and gave him all sorts of attitudes. She misunderstood him, so he must have thought of her as a vulgar woman with no manners and no upbringing!
In the future, I will definitely judge her based on her vulgarity, given my preconceived notions.
However, looking at it from another angle, it doesn't seem to be entirely disadvantageous to her.
Think about it, Shangguan Zeyu is an outstanding person in every way, and he is also a traditional ancient man. He would definitely like a well-behaved and obedient lady from a respectable family. He would definitely not have any other thoughts about her in the future, so what is there to be afraid of?
Jiang Yan, who was just full of worries, is now feeling refreshed.
"Never mind that. At least he didn't punish me, so I should be happy."
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