The expressions on the other people's faces were truly complex and hard to describe, a mixture of emotions.
Xue Shu, in particular, stared intently at the painting, her hand hidden in her sleeve gripping her handkerchief tightly, her lips trembling.
I thought I was the most talented woman in the capital, proficient in all the arts, but I never imagined there were so many talented people!
Jiang Xuening's silver tongue was bad enough, but now there's You Yue with her superb drawing skills. It's really frustrating.
Moreover, she noticed that the expression on You Yue's face when she looked at her beloved husband, Chen Jie, was too intense, which made her feel even more uncomfortable. She couldn't help but say, "Alright, Your Highness, didn't you say you'd just take a look and then come back? Your aunt is still waiting for you at the manor. Let's go."
Shen Zhiyi glanced at the sky, reluctant to part: "Alright, then I'll find you two to play another day. Remember, you need to sign up for the selection of companions. I'll be waiting for you in the palace."
After saying that, he turned and left first.
Xue Shu followed a step behind, and as she brushed past Chu Yuan, she gave her a meaningful look.
Chu Yuan ignored her.
Suddenly, Shen Zhiyi turned around and said with a smile, "A-Shu, go and get the painting that A-Yue painted for me. I like it very much. I want to frame it and hang it in my bedroom so I can look at it several times a day."
Xue Shu could barely maintain her dignified expression.
You see, although she didn't really support Shen Zhiyi, she was the only legitimate daughter of the prestigious Duke of Dingguo's mansion, a position of great importance throughout the court. Only someone of Shen Zhiyi's status was worthy of her company; the rest of the cats and dogs were not worth her attention at all.
Therefore, she regarded Shen Zhiyi as her only friend. So, Shen Zhiyi should also regard her as her best friend and cousin. Why should she make friends with other people?
They even wanted to frame You Yue's painting. Was this really their sincerity?
Xue Shu felt not sadness, but anger, a burning rage stemming from her unwillingness to have her self-esteem humiliated.
So she took the painting and added a note, “Young Master Yan, Your Highness Prince Linzhi, the princess said that it is inconvenient for all the women here. Why don’t you two come with us to the Duke’s mansion?”
Yan Ling nodded and lowered her voice to instruct Jiang Xue Ning, "Ning Ning, I'll be right back. Wait for me at Cengxiao Tower. I'll take you to see the lanterns after I'm done."
Shen Jie didn't say anything, but he glanced at Chu Yuan again.
Chu Yuan smiled slightly at him and pointed to his chest, "Your Highness, your handkerchief is about to fall off..."
That handkerchief was none other than the one that Shen Jie carried with him every day after his encounter with Jiang Xuehui, used to remember her whenever he saw it.
Because the handkerchief was embroidered with flowers, it was clearly a woman's item. Chu Yuan pointed this out to him, and Chen Jie looked slightly embarrassed. He put the handkerchief back in his pocket, glanced at Chu Yuan, who blushed and lowered her head slightly, and said, "Thank you for informing me, Miss You."
But a voice inside her whispered: Is it possible that the handkerchief girl is her?
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