Transmigrated as the Villainess, Troubled by the Cuteness!-Chapter 110 - 106: I’m Princess Yi Fen’s Dog!

Shen Jingxian always kept a smile; everyone liked the Princess even more!

Shen Jingxian estimated that it was about time and suddenly seemed to remember, asking, "Has Miss Song finished her poem?"

Song Yun glanced at Shen Jingxian, lightly biting her lip, "Naturally."

Shen Jingxian unceremoniously snatched the rice paper with the poem from Song Yun’s hand and began to read aloud, "In March warmth, I leave my home, wishing to admire plum blossoms in the Plum Garden. Suddenly, I see a patch of red by the road, these plum blossoms are not inferior."

Emmmm...

After reading, Shen Jingxian thought it was okay, but not really okay.

It felt like a college graduate writing an 800-character elementary school essay.

Indeed, if an elementary school student writes at an elementary level, they deserve praise, but a college student writing at that level is unacceptable.

Despite appearances, Shen Jingxian remembered a few lines from poetry class.

If you’re called a talented woman, you should have the kind of insight like: "If not for a bone-chilling freeze, how can plum blossoms smell so sweet?" or descriptions like: "Plum must yield to snow in whiteness, yet snow loses to plum in fragrance." Otherwise, how can you claim to be the first talented woman?

See, not paying attention to study has you caught off guard.

Shen Jingxian was not the only one who felt something was off; the bystanders thought so too.

Is the capital’s first talented woman just like this?

Has the title of talented woman gone backdoor? It’s a disgrace to the refined and noble!

Song Yun felt the strange gazes around her, but she couldn’t back down. If she showed weakness now, everything would be wasted, and Shen Ming was there watching her.

It’s all Shen Jingxian’s fault, why put her in a tough spot like this? In the past, she’d inquire about the topic beforehand, find a ghostwriter to prepare the poem, and then memorize it.

Today, she only prepared the poem needed once inside and didn’t prepare a poem for the entrance. She originally planned to quietly follow Pan Jiaojiao into the Guan Fang to confide in Shen Ming, who expected such an accident?

Song Yun rarely reflected on herself, thinking maybe if she hadn’t clashed with the Princess, things wouldn’t have turned out like this? But this thought only lasted a second, and Song Yun believed the main fault lay with Shen Jingxian, for putting her in a difficult situation.

Writing about plum blossoms seemed easy to others, but for Song Yun, without the support of a ghostwriter, it was as hard as climbing to the sky.

Most poems she used to know about plums were forgotten, and this time she mainly intended to bond with Shen Ming, not memorizing many poems.

Now she could only rely on vague recollections of past poems to barely compose one, intending to hand it to Shen Ming for help turning the situation around, but she never expected Shen Jingxian to seize her poem!

Song Yun looked to Shen Ming, hoping he would help her out, but at that moment she realized that the tenderness in his eyes was gone.

Song Yun was very nervous, her mind racing as she blurted out, "Sorry everyone, I am not used to composing poems under such scrutiny, my humble effort shows."

Shen Ming knew things were not as Song Yun described; having attended many poem meetings with her in the past, she used to compose poems on the spot, even within seven steps!

Such a talented, confident woman was the very reason Shen Ming was captivated by her.

But now, Shen Ming found that Song Yun was not as she appeared to be, but for now, let’s chalk it up to nerves.

After all, she was the woman he was enamored with, and Shen Ming was willing to give her another chance.

"Yun’er is still so shy, unable to showcase even a tenth of her talent when there are many people." After speaking, he looked at Shen Jingxian beside him, "The midday sun is harsh, and cousin, you must be tired too, why don’t you come in and sit?"

Shen Jingxian knew Shen Ming was trying to change the subject using her, but she didn’t mind, she was worrying about not having a way to get in, and now the opportunity presented itself.

If she had to compose a poem like Song Yun, she would surely lose face.

Shen Jingxian nodded, seeming indifferent to Song Yun’s previous work, "If cousin invites, how could Yi Fen refuse?"

Shen Ming did not expect his noble cousin to give him such face, instantly feeling proud, walking almost with the gait of someone who disowns all kin, "Cousin, follow me."

Shen Jingxian smiled blandly, carrying the demeanor of a Princess, leading the way to Shen Ming’s side, as he led them into the Guan Fang.

As for Song Yun, she could only follow behind Pan Jiaojiao with a face of grievance, enduring the peculiar stares of the crowd.

Shen Jingxian didn’t look back at Song Yun; a real woman never looks back at explosions.

Besides, young sister, your good fortune is still ahead.

As soon as Shen Jingxian reached the second floor, the atmosphere exploded, and at the same time, Shen Jingxian’s mind filled with questions.

Isn’t this supposed to be a poetry meeting?

Aren’t the attendees supposed to be literati?

Why did it feel like she returned to the Imperial College, full of monkeys?

"Your Highness!! It’s really Your Highness!!"

"In my lifetime!! I can actually see a real Princess!!"

"Princess! It’s truly Princess Yi Fen?! Princess ahhhhhhh!!"

"Someone, quickly find a doctor, someone fainted with excitement!!"

These were relatively normal; others were not, even exhibiting throwback behaviors.

"Cuckoo cuckoo cuckoo..."

"Help!! Scholar Meng can’t speak anymore!!"

Honestly, such a jaw-dropping scene rendered one speechless.

Despite Princess Yi Fen being very popular in the original text, and she remained so over these years, human throwback scenes were still shocking each time seen.

Shen Ming was witnessing such a scene for the first time; he also wanted to express his feelings freely like these people, but the weight of his persona was too heavy, wanting to manage it yet lacking Song Yan’s courage and experience, he could only watch as Vice Minister Zhang’s son charged towards the Princess, amidst the chaos embraced her leg, and shouted, "I am Princess Yi Fen’s dog!!!!"

Shen Jingxian instantly got goosebumps, she kicked her leg, damn, couldn’t shake him off, been too busy studying with Song Yan to learn peerless martial arts!

She was furious!

"Impudent!" Shen Jingxian angrily rebuked.

Truth be told, if she wanted, she could deliver a solid scolding, but considering her Princess status and the people’s tolerance of this era, she held back.

Even saying "impudent" might be too much, a heavier word could result in them feeling ashamed beyond measure.

But evidence showed that Shen Jingxian overthought.

The fellow clinging to her leg not only kept holding onto her despite Shen Jingxian’s scolding, but called out more joyously, "Ah!! Your Highness scolded me! Scold me more, Your Highness!!"

?

Something is wrong with this person!!

Shen Jingxian looked at the still-dazed Shen Ming beside her, her frustration boiling, if Song Yan or Wen Ranchen were present, they wouldn’t let a strange man touch her for so long with no action.

As expected, untrustworthy scum of a man, one must rely on oneself.

Before calling upon the Hidden Guard, Shen Jingxian couldn’t help but blurt out another, "Nutjob."

"Ahhhhh, well scolded, Your Highness!!"

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