The thoughts of the female crown, even if unheard, are not difficult to guess for a historically clever girl. It's rely a ans to show off and suppress her. Although Yin Tingxue has never been one to compete or fight, she also isn't the type to be easily bullied.
Even concerning Chen Yi, during the days of being a concubine, she not only followed his wishes but also showed a little resistance.
Moreover, they are now husband and wife, and Yin Tingxue doesn't have to be so cautious. With Sister Weiyang openly and covertly battling, disregarding old affections, she certainly would retaliate.
Ultimately, Sister Weiyang inherently lacks the advantage here. Chen Yi not only first gifted her flowers, but it was a unique paper flower. Though aware of his amorous nature, he surely would give flowers to solicit favor from other won, yet thinking of her paper flower brings Yin Tingxue a rare bit of happiness, a unique place in his heart that is irreplaceable.
Thus, she feigned unintended sincerity:
"Then it seems, paper flowers are more heartfelt than real flowers."
Great Yin stiffened with nothing to say, fingers continuously fidgeting with the chair armrest, unable to show any loss or resentnt, lest truly standing below others.
Zhou Yitang just let it be, as a tiger fallen to the plains bullied by dogs, now even Tingxue is swaggering...
Yin Tingxue turned her head, secretly chuckling; this ti she is victorious, not letting Sister Weiyang succeed. Sister Weiyang, since marriage, has beco increasingly arrogant, more so than before; it would be good to dampen that spirit… thinking of this, she chuckled all the more.
The laugh stopped abruptly, caught in her throat with a click, as a one-ard woman pushed the door and erged, her face cold and unapproachable.
The na of Sword Armor from Yin Sword Mountain commands respect, and its distant deanor makes her even more unattainable; no matter how close Yin Tingxue is, there lies a hint of fear, especially now.
Zhou Yitang glanced sideways, casually sweeping her gaze.
She spoke no words, yet the atmosphere in the hall inexplicably turned delicate, feeling a hint of lethal intent.
The previously chuckling young girl hurriedly stood, cautiously approaching, "Master Zhou, how is it going?"
"It's okay."
"Oh, oh… uh, I don't an his body, I an…" Yin Tingxue beca sowhat tongue-tied, "I an… your matter with him."
"It's okay too," Zhou Yitang looked down, after a while said, "But he didn't give paper flowers."
Yin Tingxue's eyes widened.
The female crown with previously stiff expression brightened, the smile fading from the young girl transferred to her.
She almost burst into a laugh, barely holding back, so she held her sleeve and smiled indifferently.
Would paper flowers be less than real flowers?
She was a tiger fallen to the plains bullied by dogs, though temporarily downcast, once thrived. Yet, Tingxue, the second wife, has always been suppressed by others, now challenged by the third wife.
There, Yin Tingxue, after a while, hesitantly said: "Paper, paper flowers are just that, nothing special, I want a real flower too..."
When speaking, she bore an embarrassed smile on her face, looking extrely innocent, very endearing.
Very endearing to that rebellious disciple.
Zhou Yitang slightly narrowed her eyes.
Yin Tingxue couldn't hear Zhou Yitang's heart, "Let's not talk about this, Master Zhou, did you beco better than before with him?"
"Sowhat better," the previous fatigue erged briefly, Zhou Yitang said calmly.
"That's good, you are following his wishes, aren't you? His heart seems hard, but it's truly soft, I know it."
"Mm."
Hearing this response, Yin Tingxue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she finally diverted the topic.
Zhou Yitang looked Yin Tingxue up and down, said calmly: "Tingxue, go practice sword."
"Ah?"
"Since you left from Yin Sword Mountain, you've long not practiced sword," the one-ard woman instructed.
"But, but, I'm a bit tired, later still have to continue caring for him," speaking, Yin Tingxue paused, continued: "Moreover… shouldn't Master Zhou follow his wish?"
"What do you an?"
Tired from caring for the seriously injured Chen Yi was enough, Yin Tingxue didn't want to practice sword, aching bones making sleep impossible, hesitated to say: "For example, whatever he likes, follow his liking."
Chen Yi cherishes her currently; after saying this much, Master Zhou ought to understand.
"So?"
"So…" Yin Tingxue slightly raised her eyebrows, showing a joyful expression,
"Fine, practice an extra hour."
Yin Tingxue was stunned, unable to rebut,
"Because he likes to bully you."
The one-ard woman coldly smiled, single-handedly grabbed her collar, pulling her out of the yard.
Not long after happiness, Yin Tingxue was taken to practice sword, Great Yin barely contained the twitching of his mouth corners, preventing a crooked smile.
Emotional fluctuations unsettled, she silently recited the Supre Forget Love Technique, briefly suppressing, gathering chaotic emotions, repeatedly telling herself: there's nothing truly funny.
… but still very funny.
Whether paper flower or not, is it thoughtful?
The young girl felt she's grown more arrogant, but she believed the young girl has beco more cunning, she, the First Lady, kindly taught, the young girl surprisingly retaliated like this, making it hard to stand graceful?
Fortunately, justice prevails, retribution never fails, Yin Tingxue challenging above was countered by the third wife, the book once said within seven paces of a poisonous snake lies antidote, this is the principle of mutual conquering in this world, one thing suppresses another, previously found this statent biased, now seeing, precisely this logic.
Thinking of this, Yin Weiyin instinctively felt at ease, let out a big breath, only then recited the Supre Forget Love Technique again, suppressing wandering spirits.
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