On the mossy stone path in the backyard of Hanshan Temple, Chen Weiwan maintained the posture of a dog chewing mud, her face pressed against the cold stone slab, and the tip of her nose rubbed against a piece of wet moss.
"Miss! Are you okay?" Chuntao's scream broke the silence. She rushed in from the moon gate, crawling and rolling. Her skirt tripped on the tree roots, and she almost became a human pyramid with her own lady.
Shen Weiwan groaned and raised her head. Her hair was stained with mud, making it hard for her to open her eyes. She had just been studying how to weave a wreath of flowers under the old locust tree to trick Liu, but the stone slabs were too slippery, and she lost her balance and performed a "flat fall" stunt, rolling directly into the threshold of the next meditation room.
What’s even worse is——
When she looked up, she saw the man in the moon-white brocade robe standing in the corridor. The teacup in his hand was still steaming, and the corner of his mouth was a smile, as if he had seen someone's cat caught stealing fish.
Shen Weiwan's mind buzzed. The chill of being beaten to death in her previous life had not yet dissipated, and the social death in this life instantly came as a double kill.
"Seventh...Seventh Prince?" She uttered these three words tremblingly, her tongue almost tied. She hadn't dared to recognize him in the meditation room just now, but now she saw the mutton-fat jade pendant around his waist - it was an ornament unique to the royal family!
Xiao Yu raised an eyebrow, his gaze sliding from her muddy cheek to the raised hem of her muddy trousers. He twirled the teacup in a half circle between his fingertips. "Miss Shen, what new blessing ritual is this... performing?"
The black-clad guards behind him were trying so hard to hold back their laughter that their shoulders were shaking, thinking that this legitimate daughter of the general's mansion was indeed worthy of her reputation. Others prayed by burning incense and taking a bath, but she prayed so hard that she would roll into a mud monkey.
Shen Weiwan wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it right there. She was the daughter of the general's mansion. Even if she had gone the path of a scoundrel after her rebirth, she couldn't be so embarrassed! Especially since the other party was the Seventh Prince who would ask her "will you marry" with the imperial edict in the future!
"I..." She struggled to get up, mud and water dripping from her skirt, a few tender green locust leaves hanging in her hair, "I'm... communicating with the God of Land!"
Xiao Yu: "Oh? Do you need to roll to communicate your feelings?"
"Of course!" Chen Weiwan's eyes lit up, and she immediately grabbed the step and climbed up. The mud on her cheeks was smeared by her excitement, just like a little cat drinking ink. "Think about it, Bodhisattva lives in the sky, and the Earth God governs the earth. If I don't have a good relationship with the Earth God, how can he help me lift up the blessings from the earth? This is called 'grounded blessing'!"
Chuntao was stunned as she listened, and silently praised her young lady's ability to talk nonsense.
Xiao Yu finally couldn't help but chuckle. He had originally thought that Shen Weiwan was just a little clever, but he hadn't expected her to be such a master at making up stories, and she spoke so conscientiously that it was impossible to find a point to refute.
"So," he put down his teacup and took a step forward, his fingertips almost touching the grass debris in her hair before pausing mid-air, "Miss Shen's 'down-to-earth' attitude has caused a dent in the threshold of my meditation room?"
Shen Weiwan followed his gaze and saw that under the exquisitely carved wooden door, a stone slab had indeed been cracked by her rolling. She swallowed her saliva and laughed dryly, "Does this mean...the God of Land was too enthusiastic and had an intimate contact with me?"
Xiao Yu: "..." He now had some doubts as to whether this Miss Shen had used up all her intelligence on talking nonsense.
At this moment, Liu came hurriedly with a group of servants. From a distance, she saw Shen Weiwan standing in front of the Seventh Prince, covered in mud. Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she felt that she had caught the handle.
"Oh! Wanwan, what are you doing?" Liu screamed exaggeratedly and ran over, trying to pull Shen Weiwan away, "Stop embarrassing yourself in front of His Royal Highness the Prince!"
Shen Weiwan had been prepared for this. She dodged to the side and happened to hide behind Xiao Yu. She even deliberately rubbed his clothes: "Aunt, please don't touch me. I just finished communicating with the God of Land. I am full of "blessings"!"
Xiao Yu lowered his head, looking at the muddy handprints on the hem of his moon-white brocade robe, and the corners of his mouth twitched. This girl is getting better and better at finding backers.
Liu's hands froze in mid-air, her face turning pale and blue. She wanted to lash out, but she didn't dare lose her composure in front of the Seventh Prince. She could only force a smile: "Your Highness, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. This child is just a little wild..."
"Wild?" Xiao Yu interrupted her, his gaze falling on Shen Weiwan's sparkling eyes. "I actually think Miss Shen is straightforward and lovely, much more interesting than those pretentious ladies."
Shen Weiwan: "!!!" Praise me? The Seventh Prince actually praised me?
Liu: "..." Frank and cute? So cute that it cracked the threshold of the Zen room?
Chun Tao secretly pinched herself, afraid she was dreaming. When had her daughter become the epitome of "straightforward and adorable" in the eyes of the prince?
Xiao Yu no longer paid attention to Liu's grim expression, and turned to ask Chen Weiwan: "Just now I heard you say that you were communicating with the Earth God? I wonder if the Earth God has told you in your dream whether my tea is delicious?"
Shen Weiwan blinked and immediately understood what he meant - he was giving her a way out!
She immediately put on a pious expression, clasping her hands together. "The Earth God said that your Highness's tea is 'the sweet dew of heaven, the most fragrant on earth.' He just...he told me to stop rolling around, saying I almost broke his old waist!"
This was half true and half false. It flattered Xiao Yu, covered up his embarrassing incident of rolling on the ground, and also made fun of the God of Land. Xiao Yu chuckled again when he heard it.
"Since the Earth God has spoken," Xiao Yu flicked his sleeves, "then I will reluctantly take you in and let you rest in the meditation room. By the way... I will compensate you for the threshold of my door."
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