Chapter 115: Chapter 111: How Did He Dare!

Song Yun was in a daze after hearing it all.

How could there possibly be a second stanza? How could it be possible?

This poem clearly had only four lines. How could she not know the poem she purchased herself?

Could it be that the Princess added four lines on her own to deliberately make the poem appear as if it had a second stanza?

Song Yun felt like she had figured out the truth.

If her poem had been bought through an intermediary, she might have doubted, might have hesitated. But now, the person who wrote the poem was in her hands, how could a second stanza suddenly appear out of nowhere?

It must be the Princess herself who made up the second stanza to harm her.

This answer seemed most reasonable, but Song Yun was still unhappy.

If the second stanza was thought up by the Princess herself, wouldn’t that mean the Princess had an extremely high poetic talent, even surpassing that person?

Song Yun felt unbalanced again. Why do some people have a noble identity and brilliant mind from birth, while she… can only struggle in the mud?

Song Yun’s eyes couldn’t help but glance towards where Shen Jingxian was sitting, thinking to herself, if she were the one sitting there today, would she not be subjected to such humiliation?

She had never thought that if she had truly devoted herself to studying poetry, she would have confidence now instead of sitting there worrying while being envious.

Righteous people worry not where they go and whom they meet.

Song Yun clearly didn’t understand, and Shen Jingxian didn’t bother to educate her.

Some people are crooked; trying to correct them only invites trouble for yourself.

Shen Ming couldn’t believe it; even though he had all the flaws common among noble offspring, he truly had a knack for poetry; otherwise, he wouldn’t be called a talent.

The second stanza that Shen Jingxian recited seemed not directly related to the first, but if savored, one could find that the two stanzas together painted a snow scene.

The first stanza alone was beautiful, but with the second stanza, the beauty became clear as if the snow scene was right before everyone.

Shen Ming knew this was indeed a poem.

Even if his heart preferred to believe Song Yun’s words, the facts were before him, and his knowledge told him the Princess was right.

If the Princess wasn’t lying, then the liar would be Song Yun.

At this moment, there was only one thought in Shen Ming’s mind: of all the people Song Yun could plagiarize from, why did she have to plagiarize the Princess’s poem? Now he couldn’t even cover for her!

“Is this poem composed by Your Highness?” Shen Ming only wanted to confirm once more, not knowing if he was confirming his own failure or Song Yun’s fate.

If this poem was indeed composed by Shen Jingxian… Shen Ming couldn’t describe his feelings.

Before Shen Jingxian could speak, Song Yun started causing a commotion again.

“This, this is impossible!”

Song Yun, looking devastated, clutched her head, squatting down and laughing hysterically, as if cornered with no way out.

But Shen Jingxian knew this couldn’t be; Song Yun must be planning something else.

Sure enough, after bowing her head for a while, Song Yun suddenly looked up, her eyes slightly red, hair disheveled just right, making her not look like the crazy woman everyone expected, but rather like a pure and helpless little white rabbit that aroused pity.

If only such a little white rabbit didn’t have a mouth.

“Your Highness, I don’t know what I did to offend you for you to insult me this way. If it’s because of Sister Yan, I can explain it’s all a misunderstanding… Brother Ming, Yun’er really didn’t plagiarize. The poem just now was freshly composed by Yun’er…”

Song Yun knew which trick Shen Ming was most susceptible to, and this display undoubtedly hit the snake’s vulnerable point, instantly having Shen Ming under her control.

“Yun’er, I believe you.”

Shen Jingxian watched from the side, greatly shocked.

No wonder in a past life Song Yan lost; Song Yun truly knew how to utilize the advantages of a woman.

Weakness, helplessness, beauty—if these traits were in a powerless and foolish woman, they would undoubtedly be a death sentence.

But when these traits become a tool in the hands of a scheming woman, they transform into an undefeatable weapon.

Tears, too.

Shen Jingxian realized!!!

She also wanted to!

Thus, the graceful smile on her lips restrained, replaced by sadness. In those eyes seemed some disappointment, some grievance, but because she was too stunningly beautiful, unlike Song Yun’s pitifulness.

Forcefully speak, it was like a fairy fallen from the heavens accidentally entered the mortal world, losing her magic, barely earning a steamed bun only to have it snatched away.

A woman who was already pitiful, looking at you with tearful eyes, and an otherwise always proud woman showing you a bit of grievance, hinting at you, who would you choose?

Of course, the latter!

Pitiful women are seen every day, but grievances from an unparalleled proud beauty can’t be seen after today!!

Many of Shen Ming’s lackeys couldn’t help but defect, “Your Highness, I believe in you!”

“I also believe in Your Highness!!”

“Your Highness! You are my goddess!!”

For a time, such voices filled the air.

Shen Jingxian fully understood; Song Yun was so useful, she learned it again.

Indeed, the tricks of a green tea are effective, but she wasn’t one who needed to rely on men to achieve her goals, so she just tried it out and wouldn’t really use others’ affection to do anything.

If others offer you sincere hearts, shouldn’t you take it carefully, not waste it recklessly?

Shen Jingxian’s eyes turned to Shen Ming, thinking she had no expression, but the tearful gaze born from her earlier performance was a bit uncontrollable, “Cousin, see, the trust between blood ties isn’t even as much as with outsiders. Is that not laughable?”

Shen Ming felt extremely guilty under Shen Jingxian’s gaze. Actually, he wasn’t adamant about standing up for Song Yun because he clearly understood that there was a high probability Song Yun had stolen the Princess’s poem. It’s just that the Princess’s earlier attitude was overbearing, not caring for him at all, and Song Yun provoked him a bit, so he impulsively spoke those words.

Shen Ming had no doubt that others saw him as a love-obsessed fool now.

But truly, it wasn’t like that; he was just lustful! Vain! Not brainless!

Opposing the Princess was something he would never do while sober.

He still remembered his father’s lifelong teaching about Imperial survival rules: never make Princess Yi Fen upset.

How did he dare to embarrass the Princess repeatedly?

Even bet ten thousand taels against the Princess for Song Yun! Now, whether or not those ten thousand taels come back, Shen Ming knew he wouldn’t escape a beating.

How did he dare!!!

Shen Ming just wanted to go back to one incense stick ago and wake himself up!!

But it was too late now.

Shen Ming knew one thing: he made the Princess cry, he was done for, his father was done for, the entire Prince Rong Mansion would be done.

How did he dare!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!

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