He Yanyu smiled and said, "My dear brothers, why are you so anxious now? Doing what you can is enough."
He Yanyu's words were indeed reasonable. They had acted too hastily. So, they put their worries aside and drank and recited poetry together.
Even He Yanyu, who doesn't drink much, had a few drinks. Her fair face was flushed, and her phoenix eyes seemed to be filled with tenderness.
After bidding them farewell, He Yanyu left in a daze. After returning to her residence, she barely managed to wash up before taking off her clothes and falling into a drowsy sleep on the bed.
The next day, the sunlight was a bit dazzling, but He Yanyu didn't miss the morning reading because she didn't have a hangover.
Upon arriving at the academy, the group chatted amongst themselves. When they saw He Yanyu arrive, the conversation turned to him.
Luo Ziyan handed him something, and He Yanyu's handsome eyes fell on Luo Ziyan, a smile playing on his lips: "Brother Luo, what is this?"
A hint of disappointment flashed in Luo Ziyan's indifferent eyes, but it was well hidden and could not be easily seen.
He Yanyu only heard him say, "Miss Su asked me to pass this on to you, but I don't know what it is."
However, he could tell that this was a poem about a woman's love, and that many women admired He Yanyu.
He Yanyu's eyes seemed to be smiling. He smiled and said indifferently, "Brother Luo, you know that I don't accept gifts from women. My career is not yet established and my ambitions are not yet fulfilled. Romantic feelings should be put aside."
He Yanyu politely declined. He hadn't missed the hint of joy in Luo Ziyan's eyes, but it was none of his business; he truly had no such intention.
Luo Ziyan nodded, put the fragrant envelope into his sleeve, and the group began to quiz each other on poetry again.
As night fell, He Yanyu smiled faintly and bid farewell to the scholars. Her white robes shone in the moonlight, and her fair face made her seem like an immortal descending to earth.
"Young Master He," a soft female voice drifted from the side of the path. As Qianqian's faint figure gradually came into focus, He Yanyu paused slightly, took a step back, and greeted her with a gentle and refined gesture: "Miss Su..."
Su Nu was also dressed in white, with only a wooden hairpin as her headdress, which made her look exceptionally beautiful.
No wonder Luo Ziyan fell for Su Nu; the female lead's gentle and delicate aura certainly evokes men's protective instincts.
"What brings you here, Miss Su?"
He Yanyu generally kept his distance from and respected women. Su Nu gave He Yanyu a slight bow, her gaze as gentle as flowing water, still carrying a girlish shyness. She bit her lip and asked, "Did Young Master He receive my letter?"
He Yanyu shook her head, and Su Nu asked in slight surprise, "Then Young Master Luo didn't give it to you?"
“Miss Su, you misunderstand. Ziyan has entrusted himself to me, but Yan Yu is not interested in such matters right now. My mind is entirely focused on the upcoming imperial examination. Thank you for your kind words, Miss Su, but I, He Yan Yu, am unworthy of them.” He Yan Yu bowed slightly to Su Nv, giving her a sincere and apologetic bow.
Su Nu was slightly stunned. The shyness on her face faded, leaving only embarrassment and ugliness. She shouldn't have listened to others who said that confessing first would make He Yanyu look at her better. Now that He Yanyu had rejected her without any mercy, her eyes reddened. Without saying anything, she turned around and ran away.
He Yanyu shook his head, turned around and continued walking his path. He was a heartless person at heart; his gentleness and consideration were only for the world to see.
...
Dou Shiliu and Xu Luozhou met in the palace today. Xu Luozhou greeted them respectfully, "Greetings, Consort Xiu."
Dou Shiliu nodded, and seeing the direction he was heading, couldn't help but ask, "Are you going to see the Emperor?"
Xu Luozhou nodded, and Dou Shiliu said "Oh" and turned to leave. Xu Luozhou thought she was looking for Di Anyan for something.
Dou Shiliu was currently in a state of anxiety. "System, Di An Yan's dragon aura is really annoying."
He will die without the dragon's energy.
"Sigh," Dou Shiliu sighed, looking at the tender buds blooming on the branches, and reached out to pluck them off.
The white ball muttered to itself: "How annoying!"
Squeezing the tender buds released some juice, and Dou Shiliu disdainfully let go and turned to go into Yan Han Palace.
...
Ever since being rejected by He Yanyu, Su Nu has been avoiding people and has become somewhat depressed, while Luo Ziyan can only anxiously wait outside the mansion.
"Brother He..." Luo Ziyan's eyes lit up when he saw He Yanyu. He ran over and grabbed He Yanyu's hand.
Seeing him in such a hurry, He Yanyu couldn't help but smile and ask, "What's wrong, Brother Luo?"
Luo Ziyan's face stiffened, and the words stuck in his throat but he couldn't say them. He had nothing now and had no relationship with Su Nu. He couldn't give a reasonable answer to asking He Yanyu so rashly.
Luo Ziyan's expression tightened, and he withdrew his hand, shaking his head: "I just wanted to ask you, are you going to Xiaoyaxuan to compose poems today?"
Upon hearing this, He Yanyu nodded with a faint smile. Xiaoyaxuan was a bookstore known to scholars, where book lovers from all over the world discussed books and literature. It was also one of the places where He Yanyu and her friends could relax after a long day of fun.
Luo Ziyan casually changed the subject before turning around and taking his leave, while He Yanyu waved her fan and headed elsewhere.
In the elegant little pavilion at night, with incense burning and a soft zither playing, a few people recited poems and sang to the moon.
He Yanyu took a sip of tea, a drop of water clinging to her fingertip; she wouldn't drink alcohol today.
However, how could these drinking buddies let He Yanyu not drink? Naturally, they recited one drinking poem after another. When He Yanyu came to his senses, two red blushes had already risen on his cheeks, making him look incredibly handsome.
"Brother He, if your face were that of a woman, it would be absolutely stunning!"
He Yanyu steadied herself from the dizziness, smiled faintly, and shook her head: "Our physical appearance is merely a gift from our parents; we should take it all in stride."
Everyone has a love for beauty, and people always like to take a second look at things that look good.
"Brother He, you remain so calm about everything, hahaha! Come, come, let's continue our drinking and singing!"
He Yanyu smiled as she accepted the glasses of wine.
I drank too much tonight...
He Yanyu was already walking unsteadily, her eyes sparkling with excitement, as she staggered out of Xiaoyaxuan.
I don't know if it was mold on the tips of the moldy plants, but then it started to rain, and a few cold raindrops hit my face.
He Yanyu could only stop below and walk into a small pavilion on the side. Fortunately, the raindrops and the cold wind blowing over him cleared his head quite a bit.
His eyes were lowered as he watched passersby hurrying by, trying to avoid the rain. He stood in the pavilion, observing the rain-soaked figures of those who walked by.
A woman suddenly rushed in, casually tossing her hair and her wet clothes, naturally leaving He Yanyu soaked.
However, He Yanyu wasn't particularly angry; she simply took a step back and moved a little further away from her.
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