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It turns out that the road to success is always a dead end.
Even if she searched for him a thousand times at night, turning back with a charming glance, he still regarded her with disdain.
"Princess, you should try to be more open-minded. Our prince has always been like this; he doesn't seem particularly attached to any of the other ladies either." In truth, she wanted to say—our prince is not someone who can be easily won over, but fearing it might discourage her master, she chose a more tactful expression.
Gu Yiyi glanced at Xiao Xian and continued to rest her chin on her hands, staring at the sky. "I'm not feeling down; I'm just pondering some issues." A hint of melancholy lingered in her eyes.
Xiao Xian almost slapped herself for being so talkative and quickly changed the subject. "Then... Princess, why don't you eat something?"
"I don't want to eat!" Gu Yiyi's response was short and firm. She wasn't feeling down; she simply had no desire to eat. "Haven't you heard that when a person is hungry, their mind is the clearest?"
Xiao Xian twitched her lips and shook her head. "I haven't heard that, where did you learn it from?"
"From that beggar at the door who refuses to take food from others." She had found it quite reasonable at the time and said it with a serious expression.
Xiao Xian rolled her eyes. "Haven't you heard of doing the opposite? Often, doing so can achieve results that straightforward methods cannot. So you've probably sent him quite a bit of food, right?"
"Those who understand me—Xiao Xian—" She was about to admit that she indeed had given the beggar plenty of food when suddenly a flash of insight struck her, revealing a profound truth.
"Xiao Xian, from now on, do not create any opportunities for the prince and me to meet. I want to live my own life. Go find a theater troupe for me; this princess wants to revel in music and dance every night and enjoy myself."
Retreating to advance further.
After so many attacks, he had either become accustomed to it, or he was curious about how she would react to her sudden retreat.
Recently, Xiao Baiyu had been feeling restless, sometimes even unable to sit still, lost in thought—something that hadn’t happened to him in a thousand years.
The culprit behind this turmoil? None other than Gu Yiyi.
"Is the Princess not joining us for dinner today?" he asked casually while polishing his sword, his eyes fixed on the blade as if trying to hide his concern.
"I just went to ask. The Princess said..." The servant glanced up cautiously, noticing that he remained unresponsive before continuing, "She said... she won't come."
The answer was already within his expectations. He merely replied with a faint, "Hmm, you may leave."
Once the servant departed, Xiao Baiyu slowly lowered his sword, a strange feeling brewing within him as he let out a soft sigh.
In the past, which day did she not cling to him? Whether it was mealtime, bedtime, or practicing swordplay, wherever he went, she followed—never distinguishing between day and night or rain and shine!
But these days had changed completely; not only was her figure absent, but even the daily love letters had vanished without a trace. It was as if she were slipping away from his world. When she was by his side, she chirped like a sparrow without pause; now that he had been granted silence, he found himself unaccustomed to it.
Raising his sword once more and sheathing it, he made a decision: he would find out what she truly intended! Curiosity and reluctance flickered in his eyes.
Stay calm, stay calm.
As Xiao Baiyu walked into Gu Yiyi's courtyard, he found her lounging comfortably with her legs crossed, swaying them rhythmically while listening to music. The sight was so delightful that he paused instinctively at the entrance, astonishment filling his gaze.
Someone was singing, their voice clear and melodious, their posture swaying gracefully with the tune. Others were preparing tea, skillfully handling the teaware as the faint aroma wafted through the air. Some were fanning themselves, the gentle motion of the fan bringing a refreshing breeze. Others were arranging flowers, focused on their delicate task, creating a scene of leisurely enjoyment and harmony.
Upon seeing Xiao Baiyu enter, a row of people hurriedly bowed in greeting, their movements synchronized.
Only Gu Yiyi remained with her eyes closed, humming a tune with great enjoyment. After a while, she slowly opened her eyes and asked, "Why has the singing stopped?" Her gaze held a hint of confusion, as if she had just returned from the melody.
Xiao Xian leaned closer, lightly clearing his throat beside her and discreetly tugging at the hem of her garment.
It was only then that Gu Yiyi lifted her eyelids to look at the tall figure before her, initially glancing casually but then widening her eyes slightly as realization dawned on her.
"Prince... is there something you need?" Gu Yiyi feigned surprise, deliberately raising her voice a notch. Inside, she felt a surge of joy: finally, he has come! She maintained a calm facade, though the corners of her mouth subtly lifted.
"Can't I come if there's nothing urgent?" He shot her a glance before striding toward her with an air of urgency. "You seem to be living quite comfortably."
Yet he himself was restless every day, his brow furrowing unconsciously.
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