Her Entire Court Reborn with Her in the Modern World

Chapter 132: Chapter 131: So Exciting! Emperor Chengtian’s Only Exception Is Changying

Gu Lingyuan’s smile froze at the corners of his mouth. His immediate reaction was that he had misheard. "Who?"

"It’s Xie Lin. Xie as in gratitude, Lin as in Linsu," Bai Shuyi sighed softly. "He... he and Miss Lu must have known each other for a long time. Their collaboration was absolutely flawless. The audience was very satisfied."

Gu Lingyuan remained silent.

"Ling Yuan, I remember you saying that the Gu family intended to invite Mr. Xie Lin over as a guest, but he generally dislikes such invitations," Bai Shuyi added. "Since Miss Lu knows Mr. Xie, why didn’t she put in a good word for you?"

Gu Lingyuan still didn’t say anything, but his breathing grew heavier. It was obvious that his anger had reached a boiling point. After taking a few deep breaths, he finally spoke. "Shuyi, you should come back first. You’re about to join the cast soon. Don’t let these irrelevant matters ruin your mood."

Bai Shuyi smiled faintly. "Thank you so much, Ling Yuan."

If it were her, she would know how to repay a debt of gratitude. Unfortunately, Lu Qingyuan was an ungrateful wretch. She truly felt that Gu Lingyuan’s efforts were wasted on her.

After the interview ended, Qingyuan returned to the lounge.

"My dear ancestor, you should restrain yourself a little when you’re off-camera." Sister Xu was tearing her hair out. "Do you know that Director Cheng was just curiously asking me if you and Mr. Xie have some irreconcilable conflict?"

Qingyuan stretched lazily. "You don’t understand. Conflicts among imperial subjects have always been like this!"

"I really don’t," Sister Xu said speechlessly.

After admiring her own face in the mirror for a moment, Qingyuan suddenly remembered a very important question. "Where is Sister Ying?"

"You gave Miss Shi so many tickets, so she brought her classmates today to support you," Sister Xu said. "Since the show is over, Miss Shi must have already left with her classmates."

Qingyuan looked sorrowful. "Seeing so many people around Sister Ying really makes me feel uncomfortable."

Sister Xu was utterly shocked. "A Yuan, wake up!"

"I must work even harder and reach the absolute pinnacle in the field of acting." Qingyuan sat up straight and declared firmly, "I’ll make sure Sister Ying only sees my merits, and all those other monsters and demons can scatter!"

Sister Xu buried her face in her hands again. Ever since her artist met Shi Changying, she hadn’t been acting right.

The students of Class 17, Grade 12, had no idea that they were already regarded as rivals by Qingyuan. They arrived at Thirteen Street in a massive group, ready for a huge feast.

Shi Changying had her hands stuffed in her pockets, leisurely trailing at the back of the group. Hanging out with these kids made her feel like she had grown a lot younger too.

Shaoyuan suddenly spoke up in a nonchalant tone. "Your hair is coming loose."

Shi Changying stopped walking. She touched the braids that Xu Shuangqiao had done for her today. "It isn’t, is it?" She hadn’t gotten into any fights today, so how could her hair come loose?

Shaoyuan slightly lifted his gaze. "It is. I’ll fix it for you."

Shi Changying held up a finger. "No. Step back. Don’t move." She completely distrusted his hair-braiding skills. The last time she trusted him like that, it turned out this well-rounded fighter knew absolutely nothing about braiding hair. He had even braided it completely crooked, so she revoked her trust in him.

Shaoyuan didn’t step back. He stood as immovable as a mountain and smiled. "If I can’t satisfy you, I can promise you one thing. How about that?" He seemed very persistent about braiding her hair.

Shi Changying crossed her arms. "If you fail to satisfy me, you’ll have to carry me on your back and walk a lap around here later. You’re not allowed to stop until I say so."

This demand made Shaoyuan’s eyes narrow slightly, but he agreed anyway. "Deal."

Only then did Shi Changying relent. "Come on then." She sat down on a nearby bench. Shaoyuan moved behind her and undid her hair.

His warm fingertips combed through her hair. His movements were gentle, but he fussed over it for a full ten minutes. Just as Shi Changying’s patience was about to run out, he finally said, "Done."

Shi Changying reached up and felt the top of her head. It felt like cat ears. What was this?

Shi Changying shot Shaoyuan a glance. Seeing the growing amusement in his eyes as he admiringly stared at her head gave her a bad premonition. She immediately found a glass window to look into, only to discover that he had braided her hair into twin tails with cat ears. He had even used blue silk ribbons that matched Qingyuan’s fan support color, making it extremely fitting for tonight’s performance.

Shaoyuan walked slowly to her back. "How is it?"

Shi Changying touched her braids again, begrudgingly satisfied. "Not bad. It’s an improvement from last time."

The vice class monitor noticed someone had fallen behind and shouted, "Hey, Senior Sister, Young Master, why are you guys lagging so far behind? Hurry up and come over here." Only then did Shi Changying and Shaoyuan step forward to catch up.

Lu Mi noticed Shi Changying’s hair, and her eyes lit up. "Wow, Yingying, you changed your hairstyle. It’s so cute!"

Song Qingmu added, "I didn’t expect Senior Sister to have such deft hands."

"It wasn’t me." Shi Changying poked a piece of crispy fried potato with her fork and said lazily, "The Young Master braided it."

A sudden silence fell over the group. The lethality of those words was somewhat high, instantly shutting up all fifty-odd people in unison. Shaoyuan, braiding hair? They had been in the same class with him for so long, but they simply couldn’t associate him with such a thing.

With a grand wave of her hand, Shi Changying bought a bunch of street snacks and personally handed one portion to Shaoyuan. "A reward for you, well-rounded fighter. Consider it a handsome reward from your Emperor."

Meanwhile, at the Jianghuai International Conference Hall.

The media was still crowding outside. Xie Qingshi didn’t want to interact with them at all, so he also stayed behind in the lounge.

Sister Xu thanked him. "Mr. Xie, thank you so much. Today’s performance was a great success."

"With Sister Ying watching from the audience, of course I had to put on a good show." Qingyuan stretched. "But of course, many thanks to Lord Xie as well."

"You’re too polite," Xie Qingshi replied.

Footsteps rang out at that moment, accompanied by an out-of-breath shout. "Young Master! Young Master, don’t walk so fast. Wait for me!"

Pei Xuan just kept walking forward, moving at top speed to block the lounge door. Qingyuan and Xie Qingshi turned around at the same time.

Sister Xu was taken aback, then grew a little excited. "A Yuan, is he your suitor? If he’s courting you, I think you could totally give it a try!"

Qingyuan smiled. "He might be here to kill me."

"???" Sister Xu was bewildered.

Pei Xuan shot Housekeeper Pei a look. Housekeeper Pei understood instantly and immediately pulled Sister Xu out.

The two of them hid behind the door, but both poked their heads out, wanting to witness the sparks flying. A fiery love triangle! How thrilling, how exciting! However, their wish was not fulfilled. With a loud BANG, the door slammed shut. Fortunately, Sister Xu grabbed Housekeeper Pei and took a timely step back; otherwise, both of their heads would have been caught in the door.

Just what kind of secret whispers were they not allowed to hear?!

Sister Xu was utterly confused. "What’s going on?"

Housekeeper Pei shook his head. "It could be a crime of passion. We need to be careful!"

Only three people remained inside the room, the atmosphere freezing over.

Pei Xuan smiled, though it didn’t reach his eyes. "It’s been four hundred years, Lord Qingyuan. I trust you have been well?"