Chapter 112: Chapter 108: Gently Awakening the Slumbering Soul

Shen Jingxian saw Gong Yu’s face turning bright red from her words, and couldn’t help but shake her head in her heart.

Sure enough, people of this era have thin skin, especially those with status. Saying “Don’t mess with me” seems like a great insult to them.

Look at him, not only is his face red and speechless, he’s also staring at me fiercely.

Ever since Shen Jingxian transmigrated, whose arrogance had she ever put up with? She refused to back down on the spot, furrowed her brows, pulled a sad face, little bundle… no little bundle, she was determined to battle Gong Yu to the end.

Gong Yu, caught in her gaze, felt the door to a new world, which was faintly opening, finally swing wide open under Shen Jingxian’s noble, cold, enchanting, compelling, indifferent, and intimidating gaze.

He heard someone whispering in his ear: Hydrogen, wake the slumbering heart.

Then Gong Yu woke up, emerging from the blushing, heart-racing confusion, his eyes switching from bewildered to shrewd, his complexion reverting from pink to an authoritative white.

He was still that noble Eldest Prince.

Whatever had changed, only Gong Yu himself knew.

Shen Jingxian watched as Gong Yu averted his gaze from her and celebrated quietly in her heart: Oh yeah! Won the match.

She lifted her foot to leave and walked toward the seat that Shen Ming had prepared for her, but just as she took one step away, Gong Yu spoke again, “How could you say that, Cousin? How could there be any strangers between us?”

Shen Ming realized that this was the moment his cousin wanted to reveal his identity, so he hurriedly stepped forward to actively introduce Gong Yu’s titles.

The likes of Fang Yao Country’s Crown Prince, legitimate son, and Eldest Prince were nothing; Shen Ming even introduced Gong Yu’s accomplishments in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

And casually mentioned their family connection.

In summary, it was like this: This is Cousin, he’s a great person with lots of talent, skilled in piano, painting, poetry, and song. In Fang Yao, he’s the dream partner of so many noble girls, and it’s fate that Yi Fen gets to see this cousin here today.

Shen Jingxian didn’t comment nor say anything; she instructed her maid Li Hua behind her, “Huahua, tell me how the recent sales of the Beauty Book have been.”

Li Hua had been silently following Shen Jingxian, even when Shen Jingxian was grabbed by the leg earlier, not uttering a word before being commanded, leaving no sense of presence.

It was only when Shen Jingxian spoke that everyone realized a maid was present; no one remembered when she came in or when she’d been there.

“Your Highness, this month we sold a total of 148,762 copies of the Beauty Book, among which 146,521 were copies of the Yi Fen Book. All the eligible bachelors in the Capital strive to marry Your Highness as their goal.”

Shen Jingxian nodded, looked at Shen Ming, not saying anything, yet seemingly saying everything.

This time, she smoothly walked to her seat and sat down.

Shen Jingxian wasn’t into mannered politeness like saying, ’You sit first, I’ll sit later.’

She didn’t care for setting such an image. Clearly, she held the highest status present; who dared to sit before her? Constantly yielding would only lower her own status.

Shen Ming closed his mouth as well.

What was he doing? Even if he wanted to please his cousin, openly showing favor to Yi Fen on such an occasion was just too senseless.

He glanced around, sure enough, many were glaring at him with resentment.

Humph, so what? He was the Princely Heir of Prince Rong; who could do anything to him!

After Shen Jingxian sat down, Shen Ming also led Gong Yu to sit.

Song Yun had been hoping that her Brother Ming would remember her, to introduce her to others like in the past, allowing her to bask in their compliments, but even after they sat, Shen Ming’s eyes never once landed on her.

Song Yun looked toward the main seat, her expression well-masked, yet inevitably exuding some resentfulness.

Brother Ming hadn’t looked at her since he came in, and it was all that woman’s fault!

Pan Jiaojiao noticed Song Yun staring at Shen Jingxian and unpleasantly spoke, “Yunyun, looking directly at the Princess with your status is highly disrespectful.”

Song Yun was twisting Shen Jingxian in her mind when Pan Jiaojiao’s words dragged her back to reality, leaving her a bit wronged.

This was the second time today Pan Jiaojiao brought up her status, and it was all because of that woman!

In the past, Pan Jiaojiao used to protect her, even causing trouble for Song Yan on her behalf. What’s changed? Why has Pan Jiaojiao changed?

During the years Shen Jingxian was unconscious, Song Yun had everything going her way. When had she ever faced such insult? From failing at poetry to being ignored by Shen Ming, now even Pan Jiaojiao, whom she had considered her possession, reprimanded her for Shen Jingxian. Song Yun felt she was losing her mind.

“Jiaojiao, I know I shouldn’t have come here with my status, and I shouldn’t still have feelings for Brother Ming knowing he is engaged. I understand what you’re trying to tell me, that you’re helping me face reality today.

Thank you, Jiaojiao, but I’ve really had enough. I’m leaving for today. If Brother Ming asks later, just tell him Song Yun was rude.”

Pan Jiaojiao was stunned by Song Yun’s words.

What facing reality? What thank you?

It sounded like Song Yun was thanking her, but she felt inexplicably guilty. She knew something was wrong!!

In the past, she always viewed Song Yun through the lens of a savior. Now that this lens was slipping, she naturally could see Song Yun’s true face hidden beneath.

Not to mention, both Pan Jiaojiao and her mother were experts in inner house scheming. After noticing something was wrong, Pan Jiaojiao quickly figured out the issue.

Isn’t this the same tactic used by the concubines in the Prince Mansion, pretending to refuse but actually wanting more?

It looked like admitting fault, saying she was the bad one, but really it was twistedly implying that the other person was at fault and should come apologize.

Her foolish father had been tricked by such tactics countless times and headed to the concubines’ quarters.

Thinking of this, Pan Jiaojiao got irritated; if not for her clever mother, who knows how many annoying illegitimate children might have appeared in the Prince Jing Mansion.

Recalling unpleasant memories, Pan Jiaojiao naturally turned sour towards Song Yun.

Song Yun’s intention was to have Pan Jiaojiao comfort her, persuade her not to leave, and ideally, promise to help deal with the Princess in the main seat.

Unexpectedly, Pan Jiaojiao just looked at her and said, “Oh.”

Oh what? I’m about to leave?! Aren’t you stopping me? Aren’t you matching me with Brother Ming anymore? I saved your life!

Song Yun tried sending brainwaves to Pan Jiaojiao, but Pan Jiaojiao refused to receive them, activating a firewall, “Why aren’t you leaving yet?”

Song Yun’s eyes finally reddened.

Leaving was impossible, but having spoken such words, wouldn’t not leaving now be incredibly embarrassing?

Shen Jingxian had long noticed the commotion with Song Yun; after Li Hua by her side relayed their conversation verbatim in her ear, Shen Jingxian knew she had to speak.

If she didn’t say something, letting the little green tea get upset and run off, how would she play her game?

“Jiaojiao, what are you fussing about? Leave you alone for a while, and you’re acting dumb, bullying others again.”

Shen Jingxian seemed to be scolding Pan Jiaojiao, but she never said who she was really scolding.

Those who understood would understand.

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