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    Chapter 160: Changing Clothes Again

    Chapter 160: Changing Clothes Again

    “Plague? You know medicine?” Jiang Jiuchu, hearing Lin Yue’s words, felt that it was reasonable for Shí Yan to help her. But why did she feel displeased in her heart listening to her?

    “Yes, this girl has been learning medicine from her adoptive father since she was young and knows a little.” Lin Yue looked at Jiang Jiuchu with neither arrogance nor humility, a hint of jealousy mixed in with the amazement in her eyes.

    So the Seventh Princess Consort was so beautiful, charming like a fairy, capable of captivating people at first glance. No wonder she could steal her Senior Brother’s soul. She thought her Senior Brother valued inner qualities…

    Lin Yue sneered in her heart. Men really couldn’t escape beauty.

    Senior Brother didn’t like her; it was probably just that her beauty wasn’t enough to move him. Besides, they were too familiar, so there was a lack of freshness between her and Senior Brother.

    But it was different with Seventh Prince. No matter how beautiful the Seventh Princess Consort was, so what? How many men could resist the temptation of freshness?

    Jiang Jiuchu thought to herself, if she could solve the plague, how could she only know “a little”? But she didn’t acknowledge her humble words.

    “His Highness is bathing. There’s a stone table over there; you can go sit and wait.”

    After Jiang Jiuchu finished speaking, she directly sat down on the corridor, leaning against a round pillar, and absentmindedly fanned herself with the round fan that Yu Qin handed her.

    Did this woman mean that she was rescued by Shí Yan when she was in trouble, then helped Shí Yan resolve the crisis in Dan City, and finally Shí Yan brought her back to the manor because she was alone and helpless?

    How did this sound like the male and female leads in a storybook?

    Jiang Jiuchu curled her lips. She would just wait here and see how Shí Yan would arrange for her later.

    Time passed little by little. About an incense stick’s time later, Shí Yan, dressed in a blue robe, walked out of the room.

    Jiang Jiuchu looked up and saw that, having washed away the dust, he looked more refined and elegant, though the cold aura hadn’t diminished in the slightest.

    Shí Yan glanced at Jiang Jiuchu, who was leisurely sitting in the corridor, and said to Aunt Xing, “Take her to the small courtyard next to the manor’s clinic. Clean up an empty room.”

    “Yes,” Aunt Xing responded, then turned to Lin Yue and said, “Miss Lin, please follow this old servant.”

    Lin Yue nodded slightly, then looked at Shí Yan, who was heading left, and said, “Thank you, Your Highness, for giving Lin Yue a place to stay. Once Lin Yue is settled, I will come to thank Your Highness again.”

    Shí Yan didn’t reply but walked straight towards the study.

    Jiang Jiuchu, sitting in the corridor, watched Shí Yan enter the study and Lin Yue’s departing figure. She looked at Yu Qin and Yu Yi beside her and asked, “She seems quite pretty, doesn’t she?”

    “Not as pretty as you, Miss,” the two said in unison.

    Jiang Jiuchu curled her lips. “So she is pretty! Pure and refined, indeed not bad.”

    After she finished speaking, she looked down at the dress she was wearing. “Let’s go, change into another outfit.”

    Wasn’t it just pure and aloof? She could do it too.

    Yu Qin and Yu Yi exchanged glances. Did their Miss start comparing herself? There was no need!

    The two twitched their lips and hurriedly followed her into the room.

    Jiang Jiuchu personally opened the wardrobe. She had two sets of white dresses, but she certainly couldn’t wear the same one.

    She rummaged through them and found a water-blue dress, pure, refined, noble, and elegant, and the color was similar to the clothes Shí Yan was wearing. This was it.

    “Miss, you look good in anything you wear; there’s no need to change.”

    Yu Qin felt that her Miss probably learned this trick after reading that book, “Thirty-Six Stratagems.”

    Jiang Jiuchu was a little embarrassed to say that it was because she felt Shí Yan didn’t like her, so she just said, “I’m not used to wearing such dresses, so let’s change it!”

    She handed the clothes in her hand to Yu Qin, and while taking off her clothes, she said to Yu Yi, “Tomorrow, go to Jinyu Pavilion and find Madam Jin. She has my measurements. Have her make me a few more beautiful dresses in different styles and colors.”

    “Okay.” Yu Yi felt that her Miss had really made up her mind to coax His Highness this time and didn’t even feel sorry for the money.

    After Jiang Jiuchu changed her clothes, she walked towards the study. She hesitated for a moment at the door, then pushed open the half-closed door and stepped inside.

    Seeing Shí Yan, who was in front of the desk, turn his head to look at her, she immediately raised her lips and showed him a shallow smile. But her smile froze on her face before it could fully bloom.

    Was this guy determined not to pay attention to her? He only looked at her once and then looked away.

    Forget it, wasn’t it precisely because of this that she had to coax him?

    Jiang Jiuchu walked to the desk and suddenly felt that she had made a mistake. She should have brought some snacks and tea to start a conversation.

    Empty-handed, Jiang Jiuchu thought for a moment, then walked around the desk and stood beside Shí Yan, softly saying, “Um… what is Your Highness looking at?”

    Shí Yan casually put the secret document in his hand on the table, turned his head to look at Jiang Jiuchu, and said in a voice that didn’t reveal any emotion, “Something the matter?”

    “Oh! No… nothing.” Jiang Jiuchu’s expression faltered at Shí Yan’s indifferent gaze. “Your Highness just returned, don’t you need to rest for a while?”

    Shí Yan looked at Jiang Jiuchu, who had changed her dress, suppressed the surging anger in his heart, and coldly said, “No need.”

    After he finished speaking, he didn’t look at Jiang Jiuchu, reached out to put away the secret document on the table, and took out another one from the pile of secret documents next to him and continued to read.

    Jiang Jiuchu glanced at the stack of letters on his right hand and decided to wait until he was done before she explained it to him.

    She thought for a moment, walked to the bookshelf next to her, took a book, and sat down at the tea table by the window.

    She pretended to read the book in her hand, but her eyes occasionally peeked at Shí Yan. The more she looked at his cold profile, the more difficult she felt the task was.

    Jiang Jiuchu sighed in her heart and put down the book, resting her cheek on her hand and looking out the window, her eyes full of thought.

    With Shí Yan like this, she estimated that even if she confessed, he wouldn’t easily give her a good look.

    Then what should she do next? No, she had to take out that book, “Thirty-Six Stratagems,” again tonight and study it carefully.

    As Jiang Jiuchu thought, her thoughts drifted to Lin Yue. She pouted in dissatisfaction. There were many lonely and helpless women; would Shí Yan bring them all back to the manor?

    Although she had contributed to resolving the plague, there were other ways to reward her. Even asking the Emperor to grant her the title of county princess would have been fine!

    It was one thing for Yu Qin to be brought back to the manor because she resembled an old friend; after all, he didn’t have a Princess Consort at that time, so he could have compassion for whomever he wanted.

    But it was different now! He already had her, the Princess Consort, and had actively promised not to take concubines. No matter what the reason, he couldn’t just bring an orphan into the manor!

    Could it be… that he was completely disgusted with her because of this matter and no longer regarded her as his Princess Consort?

    The more Jiang Jiuchu thought, the more uncomfortable she felt in her heart, and she quickly put down her hand and stood up.

    Seeing this, Shí Yan immediately retracted his gaze and looked at the letter in his hand. Only after Jiang Jiuchu walked out of the study did he look up at the door, his eyes gradually narrowing.

    In the room, Yu Qin looked at Jiang Jiuchu who had returned. “Miss, how was it? What was His Highness’s reaction after hearing your confession?”

    Jiang Jiuchu poured herself a cup of tea and took a sip, somewhat angrily saying, “No explanation. He’s busy and ignored me.”

    Seeing her Miss’s expression, Yu Qin said, “Miss, you haven’t even explained yet! It’s normal for His Highness to be angry and ignore you. Besides, didn’t you say His Highness was busy?”

    “Is that so? Then tell me… does His Highness have any good feelings towards that Miss Lin?”

    Jiang Jiuchu stared at the two of them. “Tell me the truth. What do you feel? Don’t lie to me.”

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