Chapter 984: Entering the Palace (3)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

With this twist, no one dared to openly size up Little Jiajia anymore. This made Xiao Ruoshui heave a sigh of relief. “Jiajia, I won’t pine after Brother Chen anymore.”

Little Jiajia looked at her suspiciously.

Xiao Ruoshui was not a shy person. She said bluntly, “You chose me instead of Chang Le just now. I’ll also treat you as my best friend. We don’t steal things from each other. Don’t worry, I won’t s.n.a.t.c.h it from you again.”

Was she touched by her?

Little Jiajia grinned. “My husband is mine to begin with. It’s useless even if you want to s.n.a.t.c.h him away.”

Xiao Ruoshui’s eyebrow twitched.

“That Chang Le doesn’t really want to be on good terms with me,” Little Jiajia added.

“Why wouldn’t she be? She took the initiative to talk to you and even invited you to sit with her. Isn’t that just another show of goodwill?”

Little Jiajia blinked. “Have you ever heard of the saying that the enemy of an enemy is a friend?”

Xiao Ruoshui was stunned for a moment before reacting. “You mean that Chang Le doesn’t get along with Princess Linghui and wants to rope you in because she sees that you can suppress Linghui?”

What else could it be? Which n.o.ble lady sitting here did not have any arrogance? These people would never be convinced by a foreign princess like her. How could they sincerely befriend her? Even if they were friendly, they had some motive.

This was the first time Xiao Ruoshui had seen the complexity of people’s hearts. She reminded her softly, “Then you have to stay away from Chang Le in the future. Don’t be used by her. Although the Eldest Princess isn’t in Chang’an, I heard that His Majesty still respects his sister.”

Naturally, she was more concerned about the Eldest Princess’s only daughter than the other daughters of the royal family. Otherwise, how could a Fourth Rank Princess like her have the courage to fight Linghui?

Little Jiajia rolled her eyes. “Not to that extent. Besides, do I look like someone who can be used by anyone?”

“That’s true. You’re so smart, I didn’t even see her intentions.”

Xiao Ruoshui was still nagging and did not realize that Little Jiajia was not in a good mood. She even seemed a little tired after thinking of something.

The women had to learn the eight elegant arts: zither, chess, books, paintings, poems, wine, flowers, and tea.

In the morning, the cla.s.s taught them about books and paintings. However, to Little Jiajia, as long as it wasn’t the zither, everything else was the same. She slept through it.

This was hard on Xiao Ruoshui. Beside her was a bad student who was openly sleeping. From time to time, the teacher would glance in their direction, scaring her so much that she didn’t dare to move for the next two cla.s.ses.

It was not easy for her to endure until school ended. Little Jiajia woke up.

“Since we’re in school, we should still study hard. We can’t let the instructor down,” Xiao Ruoshui persuaded with a long face.

Even so, she was thinking of something different.

She was so envious. She wanted to sleep too.

Little Jiajia rubbed her eyes and nodded in agreement. “You’re right, so you have to study hard and listen carefully. Good luck.”

“Then you…”

Little Jiajia joked, “I have a n.o.ble t.i.tle to inherit. I dont have to learn these.” Xiao Ruoshui was even more envious.

Huilan Court had a special kitchen to provide meals for the daughters of the various n.o.ble families. They also prepared a room for them to take an afternoon nap. Apart from the princess, who could return to her bedroom to rest, the others were allocated a room for two.

Little Jiajia was naturally with Xiao Ruoshui. The palace maids had originally wanted to give her a private room, but she didn’t want it. Xiao Ruoshui was extremely touched again.

In order to express her grat.i.tude, she even specially told her what she had heard. “Mingde Court’s cla.s.ses ends 15 minutes after ours. If you go and look for Brother Chen now, he should be done with cla.s.s too. You can also eat with him.”

Little Jiajia thought to herself, “Good lord, I only slept for a while. This girl already has her own sources of information, although this isn’t a secret.”

She immediately abandoned her companion and found a palace maid to bring her to Mingde Court. As for the promise not to run around, she was going to look for her husband.

Just as Xiao Ruoshui had said, Little Jiajia arrived at the entrance of Mingde Court just as cla.s.ses ended.

The eunuch probably knew her. Hearing her intentions, he led the way without a word.

“The heir should have gone to the room at this time. Princess, please come this way.”

Mingde Court was even larger than Huilan Court. After pa.s.sing through a courtyard and around a rockery, they finally saw a row of neatly arranged buildings.

The young eunuch stopped in front of the last room. Just as he raised his hand, the door of the room opened.

It was Song Jingchen who opened the door.

Little Jiajia’s eyes lit up. Just as she opened her mouth, she remembered that Song Jingchen didn’t want her to call him that, so she hurriedly corrected herself. “Brother Chen.”

Song Jingchen clearly didn’t expect her to come. He was stunned for a moment.

“Why are you here?”

The eunuch leading the way left first.

“I’m here to eat with you.” Little Jiajia craned her neck to look into the room. There was a bed and a desk. It was a simple arrangement. ‘Why don’t you have anything here?”

The room she was a.s.signed to not only had a dressing table, a soft couch, and a small suite used as a study.

“It’s just an occasional break. That’s enough.” Song Jingchen didn’t let her look. He turned around and closed the door. “Let’s go.” “Where are you going?” Little Jiajia followed.

“You haven’t eaten yet, have you?”

“Ah, yes. Have you eaten?”

“Not yet.”

“Hehe, I knew it. I’ll come and have lunch with you every day in the future.”

“What did you learn in the morning? The teacher taught us about books and paintings today. It’s so boring. As soon as he opened his mouth, I felt sleepy. However, Sister Ruoshui is quite serious in her studies.”

Little Jiajia had a lot to say. Regardless of Song Jingchen’s response, she rambled on alone until she entered a greenhouse. A voice interrupted her. “Hey, Cousin, didn’t you say that you weren’t coming to eat with us today?”