Under normal circumstances, those who could turn into the Wangfu Stone were either resentful wives hidden away in deep chambers or idle consorts and indifferent mothers.
At this moment, Gu Yiyi, who had been playing the role of a standard idle wife for a month, stood at the entrance of the Wangfu for the fifth time, glancing around anxiously. She kept rising on her toes, waiting for her husband, the prince, to return home and end her "idleness in bed."
She knew that she wasn't particularly favored by him and had thought to be a good and obedient wife, hoping that when he came to visit her occasionally, she could impress him a little and win his affection. She believed that over time, feelings would naturally develop.
Little did she know that not only did he not show up on their wedding night, but in the days that followed, he was as elusive as a dragon—never seen nor heard from. Time passed, and while feelings did grow, they were not of the kind she had hoped for; instead, they were marked by estrangement.
How could this continue? By the time she became "not a consort anymore," would she not be cast out?
He was her one and only chosen husband, meticulously selected after countless searches; she would never let him go to someone else! Therefore, she had to stand up and fight for her grand ambitions as a princess, even if it meant struggling for a lifetime!
"Princess..." Guard A, who was stationed at the gate, couldn't hold back any longer. He advised gently, "There’s no need for you to keep checking. When the prince returns, I will naturally report to you."
Gu Yiyi sized him up from head to toe and dismissively shot back a few words: "Your credibility is zero!"
Guard A's face turned awkward as he quickly straightened up and assured her, "I promise I will notify you at the very first opportunity. I won’t let any other ladies get ahead of you."
Gu Yiyi curled her lip in disdain. "You said that last time. You said it the time before that too. And the time before that as well. And what happened?" She crossed her arms and looked at Guard A with dissatisfaction.
Guard A was left speechless, unable to respond as he lowered his head, too ashamed to meet her gaze.
Gu Yiyi maintained a serious expression as she stared at him until he felt uncomfortable, as if he had committed a grave mistake. Finally, she compassionately suggested, "Alright, let’s try a different approach this time. When the prince returns, tell him I have urgent matters to discuss with him—something extremely important that requires his immediate attention! He must come find me!"
Guard A trembled all over and quickly assured, "I will definitely pass it on."
"Hmph..." Gu Yiyi raised an eyebrow, giving a look that said, "I'll trust you one last time," as she walked away, her steps filled with a hint of anger.
Guard A wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, silently repeating Gu Yiyi's words three times in his mind, determined to complete the task excellently this time.
The waiting time was neither long nor short; however, with a hint of secret delight in his heart, it didn't feel too hard to endure.
Finally, the voice that had been occupying her thoughts day and night sounded from outside the door. Despite its cold and emotionless tone, she preferred to interpret it as a sign of his passionate inner fire.
After calling her name twice without receiving a response, Xiao Baiyu decided not to insist any longer. As the saying goes, "once is chance, twice is coincidence," and if she didn’t show up, he would enjoy the peace. He never believed anything significant could truly happen regarding her.
Just as he turned to leave, he caught sight of the maid Xiao Xian looking at him with flickering eyes. A sense of doubt arose within him as he casually asked, "Is the princess not here?"
Xiao Xian nodded vigorously as if granted a reprieve: "She is!"
If the prince had just left like that, how could she complete the task entrusted to her by the princess?
Upon hearing this, Xiao Baiyu felt even more confused. He had just returned to the residence and heard that she was urgently looking for him. Now that he had arrived, she was hiding away and pretending not to be there—what was going on?
"Gu Yiyi!" His tone carried a hint of thinly veiled anger. If this was her way of teasing him, then she would have to bear the consequences. He raised his voice slightly.
Xiao Xian lowered her head and bit her lip as she softly murmured, "My lord, please don’t shout. Even if you call her, the princess won’t come out!"
Xiao Baiyu was slightly taken aback, then scoffed, "What act is she putting on today? A hunger strike or hanging herself?"
These daily love letters and entanglements had almost become his appetizer; he just didn't know what flavor today would bring.
"Not that, Your Highness." The princess had completely wised up, knowing that the tricks of crying, throwing tantrums, and threatening to hang herself wouldn't sway her husband. So today, she was employing a brand new strategy.
"What's going on? Explain it clearly to me!" He didn't have the time to indulge in their antics, his brows furrowed and a hint of impatience in his gaze.
Xiao Xian's face flushed, her head lowered even more. "Your Highness, the princess said that only if I call for her will she come out!"
He raised his eyes sharply and coldly commanded, "Then call for her!"
Xiao Xian, sweating profusely, gathered her courage and advised, "Then... then I will call. Your Highness, you must hold on!"
Xiao Baiyu was momentarily stunned, his thoughts lingering on the phrase "hold on," a trace of confusion in his eyes.
Before he could ponder further, he heard Xiao Xian clear her throat and raise her voice in a sharp pitch, slowly calling out, " miss Yiyi, come out to entertain the guests!"
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