Transmigrated as the Villainess, Troubled by the Cuteness!-Chapter 42 - 38: Mastery by Touch

Actually, a few days ago, Mr. Zhao mentioned the idea of Shen Jingxian moving up to study at Yiyun Hall.

Of course, Shen Jingxian agreed, after all, as long as she went to Yiyun Hall, she could stay away from the female lead and escape from her unlucky days.

But Shen Jingxian felt things wouldn’t be that smooth. Based on her experience over the years, as long as the plot required her to follow the female lead, all sorts of accidents would happen to ensure she followed the female lead.

For instance, just after she agreed to Mr. Zhao that she could skip a grade, the Emperor got scolded by the Empress for putting too much pressure on their daughter.

Their Yi Fen was still just a child!!!

So, Shen Jingxian remained at Yinghua Hall.

Moreover, the Emperor, to let Shen Jingxian relax, specially asked Mr. Zhao for a two-week leave for her to study how to review memorials in the Imperial Palace during this time.

Yes, reviewing memorials.

Heaven knows how she could review memorials at only 7 years old.

And how could reviewing memorials be relaxing?

Images of emperors in novels she had read before, exhausted to death from reviewing memorials, came to her mind.

Could it be!!! Her father had already contracted an incurable disease?

Did he know he had an incurable disease at this time, which is why he wanted her to learn to review memorials while he still had energy?

But she was a Princess, how could a Princess inherit the throne or review memorials? That’s not according to tradition!

No, that’s not right, there’s nothing against tradition.

Shen Jingxian remembered, in the dictionary of the Emperor and Empress, there was only what the Princess wanted or didn’t want, no can or can’t.

In other words, the Emperor probably misunderstood something she said, thinking she wanted to review memorials.

This situation was easy to handle; all she had to do was tell the Emperor she didn’t want to review memorials.

But... thinking of how her old father had always been so good to her and even thought of fulfilling her wishes when sick, even promising her the kingdom, how could she ruin his happiness?

So, Shen Jingxian went to review memorials.

Before she went, Wen Ranchen comforted her, "Your Highness, just keep a normal heart."

Shen Jingxian fearfully voiced her suspicion, "Brother Ranchen, is there something wrong with Father’s health, is that why he’s asking me to help?"

Wen Ranchen was startled when he heard this and then burst out laughing.

Before Shen Jingxian understood what the laughter meant, Shi Wang already chimed in, "Rest assured, Princess, His Majesty is in great health!"

His tone carried laughter as well, evidently charmed by the Little Princess’s cuteness.

Wen Ranchen stepped forward and gently patted Shen Jingxian’s head, softly smiling, "Your Highness, don’t worry, His Majesty is fine."

Shen Jingxian was already numb to how Ranchen could always precisely find the position of her head.

That’s the male lead for you, blindness couldn’t stop him from gradually becoming invincible. It seemed to him, the only impact of losing sight was dull eyes, slightly affecting his looks.

Even so, Shen Jingxian couldn’t agree with what he was saying now.

Foolish male lead! Silly Shi Wang! You guys just don’t know the plot, so you say such clueless things!

Her dad must be in trouble!

And to think she trusted these two so much, even shared her suspicions with them, but who could have guessed! She was mistaken!

Saddened, Shen Jingxian left Yi Fen Palace all alone and rushed towards the Imperial Study Room, even stumbling over the threshold.

Poor old Emperor Dad, wait for me, I will help you review the memorials!!

Shen Jingxian didn’t notice that after she left, Wen Ranchen looked in the direction she left.

"Your sound positioning has improved recently," commented Shi Wang, looking at Wen Ranchen, filled with curiosity.

Wen Ranchen nodded, though young, he already showed the grace of a scholar, truly exemplifying the saying ’gentle as jade,’ smiling at Shi Wang without speaking.

Shi Wang scratched his head and sighed, "Disciple, what’s the matter, I can’t even see through you now."

Wen Ranchen walked to the table with a smile, opened the book he read yesterday, took out a bookmark, and slowly said, "Master, whom have you ever seen through?"

Shi Wang was speechless.

He seemed to... no, oh, come on, brave Shi Wang, fear no difficulties, he couldn’t lose face in front of his disciple.

So Shi Wang said nervously, "I can still see through the Princess!"

Wen Ranchen’s hand had started to feel the book’s content; this was his way of reading.

In four years, Wen Ranchen adapted to life without sight and, in this situation, learned a new skill: reading by touch at incredible speed.

In modern terms: "If you code it, you know it."

Wen Ranchen’s version: "If you feel it, you know it."

The difference is, modern people might not actually comprehend after coding, but Wen Ranchen truly knows after feeling!

"Master says you can see through the Princess, so... what was her favorite dish yesterday?"

Shi Wang, once nervous, didn’t expect Wen Ranchen only to ask such a simple question. He immediately patted his chest, "It must be Eight Treasures Chicken with Lotus!"

He had seen it clearly yesterday; the Little Princess ate that the most!

Wen Ranchen’s smile remained unchanged, but his expression softened even more, "Her Highness prefers steamed wings."

Shi Wang, "Impossible! The Princess ate Eight Treasures Chicken the most yesterday! You’re just trying to fool me! Wen Ranchen, you sly little thing!"

Wen Ranchen continued to move his hands, feeling the book’s content while addressing Shi Wang, "Her Highness habitually first eats what she doesn’t like, saving what she likes for last.

The Eight Treasures Chicken didn’t taste good, but since it was made by the Empress personally, she naturally ate more to avoid making the Empress sad. As for wings, she refrained from eating too many as they’re not good for health."

Shi Wang protested, "Those are just your speculations."

Wen Ranchen, "Then how about a bet?"

"Bet on what?"

"Bet on what we just talked about, if Her Highness’s favorite is indeed Eight Treasures Chicken, I’ll let Master dispose of me as he pleases. But if she prefers wings, Master has to agree to one condition of mine."

Shi Wang grew wary immediately. His mind wasn’t sharp, but he wouldn’t readily fall for a bet that seemed tricky like this.

If he lost, he’d have to agree to a condition, while winning meant he could dispose of Wen Ranchen — it seemed Wen Ranchen would lose, but in truth, he’d be at a loss.

He was kidding, what would he do disposing of Wen Ranchen? He only enjoyed playing with the Princess; he wasn’t really interested in Wen Ranchen, just a bit of camaraderie from a shared passion.

But Wen Ranchen could gain his promise to fulfill one condition.

Not to boast, but with his capabilities, what couldn’t he accomplish? Agreeing to one condition meant a highly valuable promise.

Wen Ranchen saw Shi Wang remain silent for long, naturally guessing his thoughts. "Master, rest assured, it’s nothing difficult, just want to ask you to help find some herbs not available in the palace."

Shi Wang, unsurprised, "What poison are you making again?"

Wen Ranchen laughed, "That’s a secret."

Shi Wang didn’t push further; he genuinely wasn’t interested in things beyond the Princess, "Alright then."

Wen Ranchen’s smile grew even gentler upon Shi Wang’s agreement.

No one noticed that at this moment, Wen Ranchen’s eyes had regained some spirit.