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If Gu Yiyi had previously adhered to the life motto of "pursuing love to the end," at this moment, her survival slogan had transformed into—defeat the Concubine and reclaim my husband.
If she did not take action, others would remain unaware of her dual talents in both literature and martial arts!
In a confrontation between experts, one could either observe the situation quietly, remaining still while the enemy does not move, or strike suddenly, catching them off guard.
After a brief moment of contemplation, Gu Yiyi decisively chose the former. First, her prince was currently resting with his eyes closed; anyone who made noise now would only be inviting trouble. She bit her lip lightly and stood still. Second, she wanted to maintain her composure and feign calmness to dampen Lady Yan's arrogance, watching how she would perform alone in this act. She slightly raised her chin, a hint of cunning glimmering in her eyes.
With a plan in mind, Gu Yiyi cheerfully climbed onto the low couch and pulled out a ghost story scroll she had bought from a street vendor, engrossed in it.
Sitting, lying down, or propping herself up—sometimes in a snake-like position, sometimes like a frog—her expressions ranged from terror to laughter as she switched between various poses, embodying a perfect mindset that disregarded her surroundings.
At times she leaned forward with wide eyes, seemingly captivated by the stories within the scroll; at other times she laughed so hard that she nearly fell off the couch, her hands continuously slapping against it.
Lady Yan initially looked at her in bewilderment but soon felt an inexplicable anger rising as she noticed that Gu Yiyi seemed to completely disregard her presence. As she continued watching, this anger grew stronger, causing her subordinates to unconsciously lose their restraint and wake Xiao Baiyu from his meditation.
Xiao Baiyu had intended to ignore Gu Yiyi's existence altogether; however, closing his eyes only seemed to amplify her presence. He began to wonder what she was doing silently—was she asleep or lost in thought?
But after being forcibly pulled back to reality by Lady Yan, he caught sight of Gu Yiyi's self-indulgent antics and her complete disregard for him compared to other women. This stirred a sense of irritation within him; his brows furrowed and his gaze turned icy.
"Get down!" Xiao Baiyu's voice was low and authoritative, revealing his impatience as his tranquility was severely disrupted.
Lady Yan seemed unaware of what she had done and exclaimed in surprise, "Your Highness?"
Xiao Baiyu shot her a sharp glance without uttering a word, exuding an unspoken authority. Lady Yan had no choice but to retract her hand reluctantly and leave the desk with dragging footsteps, looking quite aggrieved.
As she passed by Gu Yiyi, Lady Yan could not suppress the anger bubbling within her and deliberately blurted out, "I wonder what the princess is so engrossed in that it has made her lose all decorum!"
Gu Yiyi would not fall for Lady Yan's provocation. If she were to get angry and argue with her now, everything she had done before would be in vain. She would only end up disliked by Xiao Baiyu and dragged down by Lady Yan; she was not foolish enough to be that naive.
She turned over and sat up from the low couch, quickly selecting the most thrilling page of the illustrated scroll to unfold in front of Lady Yan.
Lady Yan, unaware of what kind of book she was looking at, leaned in to take a closer look. The moment she did, the grotesque faces depicted on the page startled her, causing her to let out a startled scream. This outburst angered Xiao Baiyu, who had just resumed reading, and she fled in panic, her skirt billowing behind her.
Gu Yiyi chuckled at Lady Yan's retreating figure, waving goodbye like a lucky cat, her face beaming with pride.
In this silent battle, she had not uttered a single word yet emerged victorious. With her hands on her hips, she wore an expression full of self-satisfaction.
"Bring someone here!"
Upon hearing Xiao Baiyu call for assistance, Gu Yiyi quickly set down the pastry in her hand, crumbs sticking to the corner of her mouth as she forgot to wipe them away and stood at attention. "Here!"
Seeing her comical appearance with cheeks stuffed full of pastry made him lose his anger and smile instead; the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. "I didn't call for you!"
Did he just smile? Was that really a smile? She absolutely refused to believe she was imagining things!
"Tomorrow have the accountant tally up ten thousand taels and send Lady Yan back home."
Xiao Baiyu instructed the person who arrived. He was giving orders while seemingly intending for Gu Yiyi to hear as well. However, her reaction exceeded his expectations.
Instead of gleefully cheering or clapping in delight, she gazed enviously with drool almost dripping from her mouth. "Ten thousand taels! That's so much money!" Her eyes sparkled as if she could see a pile of gold and silver treasures ahead.
Dissatisfied with her response, Xiao Baiyu maintained a stern expression. "If you also wish to leave, I can give you one hundred thousand taels!"
"No way, no way! A fortune cannot buy my willingness!" Despite her worth skyrocketing tenfold in an instant, she preferred to guard the money tree and watch it bear fruit year after year. She shook her head firmly.
"Hmph..." The smile in Xiao Baiyu's eyes vanished in an instant as he let out a soft snort.
Gu Yiyi squinted and smiled, her eyes resembling the moon—one like the new moon and the other like the full moon—her smile radiant and adorable.
"Um, Your Highness..."
Glancing at the servant who had already stepped out, she walked over and snatched the book from his hands, leaning in to whisper, "It's getting late; you should go to bed!"
After speaking, she quickly fled the scene, her steps light as she swiftly climbed onto the low couch, burrowing under the covers. She sent him a silent psychological hint and invitation, her eyes filled with a hint of shyness and anticipation.
Xiao Baiyu met her eager gaze and slowly rose, his eyes locked onto hers as he made his way toward her with steady, measured steps.
Gu Yiyi's heart raced, her cheeks flushed like the bright sun of spring, her hands instinctively gripping the blanket tighter.
Was this monumental moment finally arriving to validate her worth?
Was it time to bid farewell to unrequited love?
She waited anxiously yet expectantly as he stood before the low couch, looking down at her. She watched as his head slowly descended, his hair brushing against her cheek. But just when their lips were a breath apart, he halted.
"This is confiscated!"
He swiftly snatched away the ghost story she had hidden under her pillow. Then he straightened up, turned away with a faint smile on his lips, and returned to his own bedroom to sleep, leaving Gu Yiyi in a state of shock and disappointment.
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