Chapter 652.1: Yinyin
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Some things should not be said too much; it was better to stop at the right point. This tactic was commonly known as "leaving a blank space," which allowed the other person to imagine and think further themselves.
After writing the last sentence, Xiao Heng left by carriage, leaving Ming Junwang standing there with a cold expression.
"Junwang." called the guard beside him, "Are you alright?"
"What could possibly be wrong with me?" Ming Junwang replied coldly.
Upon hearing this, the guard understood from his tone that he was angry. After hesitating for a moment, the guard voiced his own thought, "Junwang, what Young Miss Gu said may not necessarily be true. It's best not to believe it completely."
The guard, having no personal interest in the most beautiful woman of the Canglan Women's Academy, could look at the matter more objectively.
Ming Junwang, however, did not see it that way. He glared coldly at the guard, "Are you saying she lied to deceive this Junwang?"
The guard replied, "This subordinate just thinks it's better to be cautious."
Ming Junwang snorted coldly, "She’s just a weak woman from a lower state, with no connections in Shengdu. Would she dare to fabricate accusations against the Nangong Family out of thin air? Moreover, as a young lady, would she go to such lengths to slander a man, disregarding her own reputation?"
A woman's reputation was more important than anything.
Ming Junwang narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Nangong Lin knows very well that I have intentions towards her, yet he still dares to covet her. Very well, truly excellent!"
The guard hesitated briefly before speaking, "Junwang, should I go and investigate?"
Ming Junwang scoffed and brushed his sleeves, "You think you can find anything on Nangong Lin? If he dared to covet the woman I want behind my back, would he leave any traces? If Young Miss Gu hadn't informed me today, how long would I have been kept in the dark?"
Ming Junwang believed Xiao Heng had reasons for his words. Setting aside the two points he mentioned, there was no enmity between the beauty and Nangong Lin. Why would she falsely accuse him? It served her no benefit.
Comparatively, it was more likely that Nangong Lin would entangle himself with her.
Even he, the dignified Junwang from the Crown Prince Estate, was enchanted by the beauty. Did Nangong Lin have better self-control or a higher standard to not be tempted by her?
This reasoning ultimately led Ming Junwang to choose to believe Xiao Heng.
The guard, having followed Ming Junwang for a long time, naturally understood his temperament. He was truly clever in some matters but also overconfident in others.
He immediately stopped wasting words trying to persuade further, "So... Should we still...?"
He gestured a throat-cutting motion.
Ming Junwang's eyes turned cold, his expression full of disgust, "What are you talking about? It's his own grudge; let him handle it himself! What does it have to do with this Junwang?"
The guard bowed, "Understood."
The carriage stopped outside the gate of the Canglan Women's Academy. The servant girl gently opened the curtain for Xiao Heng, "Young Miss Gu, we’ve arrived."
Xiao Heng carefully lifted the sleeping Little Jing Kong from the carriage, a hint of amusement flickering in his eyes. He took out a prepared note and handed it to the servant girl: "Please pass my thanks to your young master."
......
Gu Jiao and her group left the inner city.
Gu Jiao looked strangely at Mu Chuan and Mu Qingchen and asked, "Why are you two returning to the academy as well?"
Mu Chuan shrugged, "I don't know, I just followed fourth brother here."
Mu Qingchen paused briefly, then said, "I'm moving to the academy."
"Oh," Mu Chuan rubbed his sore neck, then suddenly widened his eyes at his fourth brother, "Fourth brother, what did you say? You're going to live at the academy?"
Mu Qingchen spoke seriously, "The next match is coming up, and too much time is wasted on the road every day. It's better to use that time for training. The people from Wuyue Academy are right; we can't expect every match to be so easy. The reason we won today is largely due to the uneven skill levels of our opponents. Xu Ping's performance was greatly reduced. If there were two imperial players in the opposing team, our chances of winning would be halved."
"Yes, Mu Qingchen is right." Teacher Wu, who was riding alongside the group, wholeheartedly agreed, "There are many strong academies. Even without imperial polo players, if they cooperate well, they are formidable. We need to intensify our training."
"Is the next polo match still at Lingbo Academy?" Gu Jiao asked.
"Yes, besides the Imperial Advisor's Hall and the palace, Lingbo Academy has the best polo field." Teacher Wu confirmed.
One could tell just from the arrangement of the viewing stands.
"How many days until then?" Gu Jiao asked again.
"Seven days." Teacher Wu replied, "There are matches with other academies in the next couple of days. If you have time, you can go watch, but don't let it interfere with your training."
"Can we let it interfere with our studies then?"
Teacher Wu was at a loss for words.
It cannot be put like that!
Let’s just be quiet!
Dean Cen, in the carriage, pretended to be deaf.
As dusk approached, the group arrived at the academy. Teacher Wu planned to analyze today's match with everyone, so Gu Jiao asked Gu Xiaoshun to take Gu Yan home first.
The polo team gathered on the grass field.
Classes had ended at the academy, but many students still surrounded the field, having already heard about Tianqiong Academy advancing to the next round, and they were quite surprised.
Tianqiong Academy had never won a single polo match. To say they were extremely disappointed would be false, but to say they didn't care at all wouldn't be true either.
As Gu Jiao and her group rode their horses leisurely into the field, they were greeted with the attention of everyone present.
The predominant emotion was astonishment. There wasn't a formal ceremony, but that moment of scrutiny made the polo players feel a long-lost sense of honor.
Mu Chuan straightened his back!
"Ahem! Alright, alright, you all wait for me over there!" Teacher Wu's old face flushed red. The Martial Champion had never had a chance to shine in the literary-focused academy before, making this his first triumphant return laden with glory.
He was too excited!
But this was just the first win; he couldn't imagine the following matches!
Take a deep breath.
Stay calm.
Teacher Wu rode his horse over with a proud stance.
"Did our academy really win?"
"We did! We defeated the imperial polo player! If I had known we would win, I would have watched the match!"
"Me too."
Outside the field, students chattered excitedly, regretting missing today's match.
Who would have thought their academy would win? They had expected to be quickly knocked out as usual, just like the previous times.
"I heard Wuyue Academy had a lot of people cheering for them. Are we the most pitiful academy there? Without even a single person cheering for us?"
"It seems like it..."
Everyone felt embarrassed.
After Teacher Wu finished analyzing everyone's performance for the day, he instructed them to go back and rest well, returning in the morning for training.
"What exactly happened today?"
As Gu Jiao was leading her horse back to the stable, Mu Qingchen called out to her.
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Jiang Baiyan had never encountered someone like Shi Dai.
After he had slaughtered all the evil creatures in the garden, the blood-stained young man, exuding a murderous aura, approached her step by step, his lips curling into a malicious smile, "Scared?"
Shi Dai responded, “You’re really amazing! I applaud you until I spin like a spiral and fly around the moon three hundred times! And also——you have dimples when you smile!"
Jiang Baiyan: ...?
—
After seeing her at a lantern festival with another man, Jiang Baiyan lowered his eyes, his fingers twirling her hair. He said in a mocking and sinister tone, "The mansion in the western suburbs...if I hide you there, no one will find you, right?"
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Jiang Baiyan: ...?
—
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Jiang Baiyan: ...?
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