Transmigrated as the Villainess, Troubled by the Cuteness!-Chapter 68 - 64: My Father, Shen Yuanxing (Event - )
There’s a saying that goes well: a gentleman uses words, not fists.
What’s going on with Song Yan, why does she start with fists, that’s not acceptable at all.
Shen Jingxian struggled to lift her face from the softness in front of her, following her character setting, she asked, "Sister, who are you?"
Shen Jingxian clearly felt the body holding her pause slightly, then Song Yan released her.
Those beautiful eyes looked at her, with a hint of... pity?
Shen Jingxian immediately dismissed the thought, crossing out those words in her mind. How could the heroine pity her, she’s supposed to be the antagonist...
Oh no, could this be a trap!!
Shen Jingxian’s little face instantly became alert.
However, Song Yan thought this was because the Princess didn’t trust her.
She had heard of the Princess waking up and was originally very happy, but the Empress specifically sent people to the school to remind them that the Princess’s mind was still at the age of 8, hoping everyone would be more patient with the Princess’s unusual behavior, and not harm her.
Obviously, Song Yan now took Shen Jingxian’s inexplicable wariness as this kind of abnormal behavior.
Her appearance was different from six years ago, so it was understandable for the Princess to be nervous. It was her own fault for being too impulsive, she shouldn’t have rushed up and hugged the Princess directly.
Song Yan composed herself, once again presenting the demeanor of the Song Family’s legitimate daughter, she bowed gracefully to Shen Jingxian, displaying a demeanor befitting a heroine.
"Song Yan greets Your Highness the Princess."
Shen Jingxian couldn’t help but swallow.
It seems the heroine has indeed grown her wings, and if nothing unexpected happens, she’s likely to encounter an accident today.
She just wondered how much the heroine hated her now. After all, she had never competed for attention with Song Yan in her life, so she hoped the hatred wasn’t too deep...
With her mind full of thoughts on how to survive the heroine, Shen Jingxian didn’t notice Song Yan had once again walked up to her.
"Your Highness, may Song Yan hold your hand?"
Shen Jingxian: "Uh... uh?"
What is going on, this is a bit different from what she had imagined??
However, Song Yan took it as an agreement and carefully held those soft hands. With their palms touching, the tension in her heart inexplicably eased.
Six years ago, it was because of the Princess that she let go of her troubles, prepared to live well in this life, not only for revenge but also for herself.
She needed to become stronger, strong enough to calmly handle all kinds of accidents when with the Princess, so that the Princess would no longer be afraid.
She used to reject these accidents, attributing them to the Princess with malicious speculation, but eventually, it was the Princess who gave her courage.
She had once been trapped, corroded by hatred, but it was the Princess who warmed her heart. Now that the Princess had encountered such great changes, she wanted to protect the Princess well.
Seeing the cautious Princess looking around like a little fox, Song Yan’s heart softened.
"Don’t be afraid, Your Highness, let’s go in together."
Shen Jingxian stared at Song Yan, her mind constantly thinking about what the heroine intended to do, whether she was planning to sell her off.
After all, her mental age was currently just 8, which made her quite sellable.
But after repeatedly confirming, Shen Jingxian didn’t detect any malice from Song Yan towards her.
Song Yan even allowed Shen Jingxian to look her over calmly, but she never lessened her grip on her hand.
In the end, Shen Jingxian gave up, deciding to go with Song Yan for now, thinking she could deal with whatever happens later.
Shen Jingxian swore she was just casually thinking, not expecting the unexpected to come so quickly.
Almost as soon as she and Song Yan entered the Imperial College, trouble found them.
"Well, isn’t it Miss Song? How come Miss Song, with her outstanding talent, humbles herself to come to the Imperial College?"
"Jiaojiao, say no more, she is Yiyun Hall’s Sister Yan. If you upset her, the mad dogs of Yiyun Hall will surely cause you trouble again."
"Stealing her sister’s man and still flirting around Yiyun Hall, I say she is a disgrace to the Imperial College."
Goodness gracious!
This was Shen Jingxian’s first time witnessing women of this era quarreling, and although she knew it wasn’t quite right, she couldn’t help but feel excited.
However, what was this about stealing her sister’s man?
She must ask about this later, or else having half the story would be intolerable.
Song Yan originally didn’t want to bother with these people today, since it was the Princess’s first day back to school and she didn’t want to leave a bad memory for her. But it seemed if she didn’t deal with it, it would only leave a worse impression on the Princess.
Song Yan led Shen Jingxian to a stone bench on the side to sit, squatted down, slightly looking up at Shen Jingxian, and softly said, "Your Highness, can you just wait here for me?"
Shen Jingxian immediately nodded.
Go on, go on, I want to see you face-slap them!!!
Who doesn’t love watching a show, as long as the show doesn’t crash onto them one day.
Shen Jingxian was a head shorter than Song Yan, looking quite petite and adorable standing next to Song Yan.
Pan Jiaojiao and her group came from the left, while Shen Jingxian, held by Song Yan, stood on the right, blocked from view. So at first, they didn’t see her.
Now that Song Yan had squatted down, they finally saw there was actually an extraordinarily beautiful woman standing next to Song Yan.
Moreover, Song Yan seemed very cautious in her attitude towards this woman.
Who is this woman to Song Yan?
Pan Jiaojiao’s thoughts turned, already considering how she could use this woman against Song Yan.
Seeing Shen Jingxian looking at her so obediently, Song Yan couldn’t help but sigh inwardly, thinking the Princess was indeed still a child.
She stood up and walked towards Pan Jiaojiao and her group.
Song Yan wore a simple plain white long brocade robe today, with dark brown silk threads embroidered into intricate and graceful branches on the fabric, and peach pink threads embroidered blooming plum flowers from the hem of the skirt to the waist. A dark purple wide belt cinched her slender waist, showing off her graceful figure without being as cumbersome as traditional robes.
Unlike other women who tied a tassel around their waist, Song Yan wore a jade pendant, removing a sense of vulnerability and adding a touch of elegance.
But it all only appeared elegant.
Song Yan walked up to the bold commentators without saying much, she grabbed the hand of one girl in red.
"Song Yan, what are you doing! I warn you! I am no ordinary official’s daughter, my father is Zhao Aotian!"
"Pfft!"
Shen Jingxian hadn’t intended to laugh, but the name was too much, and she couldn’t help but let out a chuckle.
Her sound was a bit loud, and seeing everyone looking over, Shen Jingxian looked back innocently, "What is it?"
The girl in red had never suffered such humiliation before; looking at Shen Jingxian, she thought, though this girl came in with Song Yan, she had never seen her in the Capital’s circle, likely just the daughter of some insignificant official, not worth fearing.
She might fear Song Yan but not this unfamiliar bumpkin.
A mere bumpkin daring to look so stunning.
Thinking so, the red-dressed girl regained her haughty demeanor, repeating to Shen Jingxian, "My father is Zhao Aotian!"
Shen Jingxian thought for a moment, based on principles of symmetry, she replied, "My father is Shen Yuanxing."
