dognovel Chapter 459 Let's get up and have a chat
Chapter 459 Let's get up and have a chat
Yun Zi hurriedly grabbed a new pair of chopsticks and handed them over, saying, "Miss, don't worry."
“I’m not worried.” Yunyi shook her head. “I’m just surprised. Who is Zhuang Xiuxiu? She’s second only to your young lady in terms of toughness. How many times have we fought before? But she didn’t faint. Besides, she’s quite skilled. That artificial hill is only three or four meters high at most. How could it have fallen down?”
"Then it's probably related to the Third Prince." Gu Chengyun raised his eyes.
"No need to estimate, it's certain." Yunyi ate a steamed bun, then picked up another one. "Azi, go prepare some gifts, I'm going to visit an old friend."
Everyone in the capital knows that Miss Zhuang dislikes Miss Fang. Every time they meet, they either argue or even fight. Of course, fighting happens more often than not. So, many merchants like it when the two of them meet. After all, their fights might damage things, but they'll compensate for the damages. After the fight, everything can be replaced with new ones.
Now, Yunyi's grand entrance to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion has attracted many onlookers.
"Miss Fang followed closely behind to visit Miss Zhuang. It seems the two have a good relationship."
"What do you know? The two don't get along, he's probably here to watch the show."
"Won't the farmers kick her out?"
“The young girl came to visit, and we were secretly laughing at her. The villagers can’t just kick her out for no reason.”
……
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yunyi hurriedly stepped forward to clarify upon hearing the discussions. "I came here for Miss Zhuang's own good. After all, she doesn't like me. What if I go over there and wake her up in anger?"
The onlookers: ...
Zhuang family: ...
This Miss Fang really isn't afraid of offending people.
Zhuang Xiuxiu was idly playing the pitch-pot game in her room.
The maidservant Liushui was responsible for taking the arrows out of the pot and delivering them to Zhuang Xiuxiu.
"Young Miss." Liu Shang leaped in from outside. "Young Miss Fang has arrived."
"Huh? Who?" Zhuang Xiuxiu's hand trembled, and she threw the ball astray.
"Miss Fang from the Marquis of Chengen's mansion said she has come to visit you, Miss."
"Hehe." Zhuang Xiuxiu laughed. "Let her in."
"Young Miss, you and she have always been at odds. If we let her in, what if..."
“It’s nothing.” Zhuang Xiuxiu shook her head. “She’s different from before.” This feeling had been there since that palace banquet.
Although no one knows what happened after the fake fainting incident, she believes that the girls were actually very close to danger at the time, but were unharmed, which should also be related to Fang Yunyi.
However, these are just her guesses, and whether they are true remains to be verified.
Liu Shang and Liu Shui exchanged a glance, said nothing more, and simply helped Zhuang Xiuxiu lie back on the bed to continue pretending to be unconscious.
Yunyi came here under Shi Ning's guidance.
“Yunyi, I never expected this to happen.” Shi Ning sighed. “I’m so glad you came to see Xiuxiu. You know, Xiuxiu is straightforward and quick-tempered, and she’s very easy to offend people, so she doesn’t have many true friends.”
"Xiuxiu is fine," Yunyi smiled.
"Yes, Xiuxiu is doing well, it's a pity..." Shi Ning looked at her daughter on the bed. Although she knew it was a fake coma, she was still very sad. She was sad that her daughter's future was being controlled by others.
"Second Madam, may I spend some time alone with Xiuxiu?" Yunyi turned to Shi Ning. "Just a quarter of an hour will do. Maybe it will wake her up."
"Ah? This..."
"Don't worry, I won't hurt her. I'll just talk to her," Yunyi quickly said. "The maids can wait at the door."
"That's not what I meant." Shi Ning gave an awkward smile. It wouldn't be good to refuse again, so he could only nod.
After closing the door, Yun Yi looked around first, her gaze lingering on the pitch-pot for two seconds before turning to Zhuang Xiuxiu, whose eyes were tightly closed. She moved a stool to the bedside and sat down: "Zhuang Xiuxiu, you must have had a hard time pretending, right?"
Zhuang Xiuxiu almost couldn't keep up the act, but she managed to hold back in the end.
"We've been fighting for so many years, and a mere artificial hill can knock you out? You can fool others, but forget about fooling me." Yun Yi sneered. "Besides, your eyelashes are trembling. Get up, let's talk. Otherwise, I might have to take action. There's no one else here, so I won't have any evidence to beat you up."
Zhuang Xiuxiu could no longer keep up the act: "Fang Yunyi, how could you be so vicious?"
"Hehe." Yunyi laughed. "If I'm not malicious, can you get up?"
"You're the Third Prince's fiancée, you should marry him instead, so you don't bring trouble to others." Zhuang Xiuxiu sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at Yun Yi with a depressed expression.
"I'm already married, and I have a child."
"That's not your child, and she's much prettier. You'd really rather be a country girl than a peasant girl?"
“They saved me, I can’t be ungrateful. Besides, what’s wrong with being a country girl? I think it’s much better than being a rich young lady.”
“You’re right,” Zhuang Xiuxiu sighed. “Why do men have to marry so many women? Isn’t one enough? Isn’t marriage supposed to be about mutual love? Why does it have to be linked to interests and power?”
Yunyi shrugged: "Your question is too pointed; I can't answer it."
Zhuang Xiuxiu rolled her eyes: "I don't think you, an idiot, could answer anything."
"It's not a personal attack."
"Alright, what do you want by waking me up like this? I don't think our relationship is good enough for us to have a heart-to-heart talk, is it?"
"What I want to tell you is that pretending to faint is not a long-term solution. If you want to get out of this predicament completely, you should find a husband as soon as possible."
Zhuang Xiuxiu blushed immediately upon hearing this: "Fang Yunyi, how could you be like this...aren't you ashamed?"
"Zhuang Xiuxiu, why should I be ashamed?" Yunyi pouted in disgust. "Am I not telling the truth? If you get married, even the Emperor can't separate you. The Third Prince wouldn't dare to forcibly take someone else's wife, otherwise he'd be kicked out of the game."
Zhuang Xiuxiu, forgetting her embarrassment, widened her eyes and exclaimed, "Fang Yunyi, you..."
"Please call me Yunyi from now on. I find it disgusting that I share the same surname as Fang Tang."
Zhuang Xiuxiu was stunned for a long time before she suddenly chuckled and raised her hand to give a thumbs up: "Fang... Yunyi, I used to look down on you, but now I think you're pretty amazing."
"So, do you have someone you like? I can help you with that."
"I……"
"You look disgusting when you act all coy."
"Go to hell with you, Fang Yunyi." Zhuang Xiuxiu reached out and grabbed the pillow, throwing it at him.