Chapter 13: The Plot Runs Awry (1/2)

Chapter 13: The Plot Runs Awry

What!

Bai Xiangxiu had no idea what she’d done wrong. Why was it that the supporting male character, who’d seemed so interested earlier, had now returned to where he was originally seated?

It was an old granny servant who smiled as she walked over, “As Young Master Song says, these words really are small. This old slave’s eyes being good, though, I can still see it. This poem… is interesting, really interesting.”

The old madame laughed, “Let us hear it.”

“What, what, what can be done!” After reading halfway, she stopped speaking, startling the old madame and the others. What was she trying to say ‘what can be done’ when someone was celebrating her birthday?

Even Long Heng had put down his teacup and listened intently. However, he also wasn’t angered, the corners of his lips were raised upwards instead. He felt that as a member of his own harem, her spending a bit of effort for a little something for his mother was nothing to be worked up about. Even if she used some small schemes in the process, as long as she did not hold the mentality of harming others, it was still within his boundaries.

That granny continued, “What can be done about the sun and the torrential rain? The torrential rain wishes the old madame a long life, a longevity that surpasses even the torrential rain.”

This poem was one Bai Xiangxiu had seen on the web before, having remembered it then since she found it interesting. After having come here and wanting to let the supporting male character take note of her talents, she had thought of doing something to this tea table.

Having thought for a very long time, she had finally changed this poem, so that it could be discovered and spread by others. However, she had not thought that the supporting male character himself would actually discover it. His reaction was also a little different than what she was aiming for. She remembered that from the books, upon seeing the female lead’s painting, everyone was rather moved by it. Could it be that this poem couldn’t hook his attention? Or had it been changed by her to the point of being completely different from how it had been earlier, to the point where its artistic concept had been completely warped?

Nonono, what should I do? This male supporting character is too difficult to seduce! Bai Xiangxiu was on the hook now, and was rapidly getting worried. She started to fret that her show of the little white flower today was all in vain.

A little discouraged, she intended to wait till the old madame shooed them little concubines out before brainstorming another plan. But who knew that the old madame would actually be exceptionally tolerant, as she said, “You lot can also remain. Just make sure not to forget your places.”

Hey, what are you doing, Mr. Plotline? In the novel, it’s written that the concubines were to be shooed out. Why can they stay now? Where exactly did things gone wrong?

But the other three concubines were all extremely happy, because when would typical concubines have the chance to attend such a huge banquet? This also showed the uniqueness of their positions. On the other hand, Bai Xiangxiu just felt tired. The events that had just happened had sapped her mental strength.

Don’t ask why she was so useless. In the past, she had only associated with some flowers and plants. To her, battles of wits, tests of courage and whatnot were really all too taxing on the mind.

Long Heng had been silent all along. To him, however talented a woman, having put on such a high profile performance here under such a circumstance, she definitely had done so with something in mind. However, why was she so silent now, lowering her head and seemingly very exhausted as she sat by the side. It was almost as though she wanted to disappear.

As for the dear supporting male, it wasn’t actually that Song Jiaoyue hadn’t noticed her uniqueness, just that since she was a concubine of his friend, he definitely couldn’t get too close to her. Even though he really wanted to know the entirety of that poem, it seemed like no such opportunity would arrive tonight. Each with their respective heavy thoughts, those present waited until the rest of the guests filed in, the males and females splitting up soon after they arrived.

Concubines weren’t fit for official and important occasions, but now that the other three had such a chance, they naturally tried to appear elegant and demure as they sought the recognition of the various madames and young ladies. However, their targets were all official wives and proper daughters, and even the thin veneer of civility couldn’t conceal the contempt within their eyes for these concubines.