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Delicate Concealment: The Revenge of a Former Princess
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The Night Is Cool as Water, Qin Yin's melodious tune played as Xie Yunchu, dressed in a flowing red gown, danced gracefully at the center of the Feast. Her movements were light and elegant, resembling a red butterfly fluttering among flowers.
Wang Jing sat among the guests, one hand waving a folding fan and the other holding a wine cup, yet his gaze was fixed intently on Xie Yunchu, a playful smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
As the music neared its end, Xie Yunchu twirled and glided, her red skirt blooming like a peony, vibrant and alluring. At that moment, Wang Jing deliberately knocked over his wine cup, splashing liquid that landed right at Xie Yunchu's feet, creating a slick puddle.
"Oh dear, how rude of me!" Wang Jing feigned surprise as he stood up, a glint of cunning flashing in his eyes.
The surrounding guests whispered among themselves, many wearing expressions of anticipation for the unfolding drama.
Feeling her footing slip, Xie Yunchu smirked inwardly but maintained her composure. She leaned back gracefully, her waist bending into an elegant arc as she narrowly avoided the puddle. With her right foot pressing down for leverage, she spun around; her red skirt blossomed like a flower in full bloom, transforming what could have been an embarrassing moment into an even more stunning display of dance.
Gasps erupted from the crowd, followed by thunderous applause. Xie Yunchu stood firmly as if nothing had happened, completing her final steps with fluidity and grace that captivated everyone.
Wang Jing's smile froze on his face; he tightened his grip on the wine cup, veins bulging. He had intended to embarrass Xie Yunchu but ended up making her shine even brighter.
As the performance concluded, Xie Yunchu gave a slight bow and stepped aside.
The Feast dispersed as guests left in small groups.
"Yunchu, are you alright?" Shen Qingyi approached Xie Yunchu with concern, reaching out to smooth the loose strands of hair by her temple.
Xie Yunchu gently shook her head, a faint smile gracing her lips. "I'm fine; sorry to worry you."
"That was really thrilling!" Shen Qingyi still felt shaken. "That Young Master Wang is something else; he knocked over his own cup and then pretended to be innocent."
Xie Yunchu smiled lightly without responding, gently patting Shen Qingyi's hand to signal her to stop talking about it.
The two walked side by side out of the banquet hall while whispers from other guests trailed behind them.
"Do you think Miss Xie did that on purpose?" a elegantly dressed lady asked in a low voice, her tone laced with suspicion.
"Who knows?" another lady chuckled, covering her mouth. "But her move of 'the beauty saving the scene' was quite well executed; not only did it diffuse the awkwardness, but it also garnered a lot of sympathy."
"Yes, indeed, she really is quite scheming..."
Such discussions floated into Xie Yunchu's ears with the night breeze. She paused for a moment, a flicker of coldness flashing in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.
"Don't mind them," Shen Qingyi said indignantly. "They're just jealous of you!"
Xie Yunchu gently shook her head, a mocking smile curling at the corners of her lips. "Qingyi, have you ever considered that these rumors might not be baseless?"
Shen Qingyi was taken aback, looking at Xie Yunchu in confusion.
"Think about it; who is Young Master Wang? Would he target me for no reason?" Xie Yunchu's tone was calm, but there was a glint of sharpness in her eyes. "If I'm not mistaken, someone must be deliberately fanning the flames behind this."
Shen Qingyi was even more puzzled. "But who would do that?"
"Whoever stands to gain from this situation is most likely the mastermind behind it," Xie Yunchu said lightly, her gaze sweeping over the crowd until it landed on a tall man in black attire not far away.
The man was tall and imposing, carrying a long sword on his back, with a stern face and sharp eyes—he was Xie Yunchu's Shadow Guard, Li Yun.
Feeling Xie Yunchu's gaze, Li Yun slightly nodded and silently blended back into the crowd.
"Let's go back," Xie Yunchu said as she withdrew her gaze and addressed Shen Qingyi.
The two turned and left, their figures disappearing into the night.
A few days later, in Xie Yunchu's room.
"Miss, we have clarified the matter," Li Yun knelt on one knee before Xie Yunchu and reported softly. "The ones spreading the rumors are some of Young Master Wang's friends; they accepted benefits from him and deliberately stirred up trouble among the crowd."
Xie Yunchu sat by the window, holding a scroll in her hands. Upon hearing the words, she merely responded lightly, showing little surprise.
"Why is Young Master Wang doing this?" Shen Qingyi couldn't help but ask, her tone laced with anger. "Isn't he deliberately tarnishing your reputation?"
"Because he wants to ruin me," Xie Yunchu set down the scroll, slowly standing up and walking to the window, her gaze deep as she looked outside. "He thinks this will make me submit to him; it's utterly ridiculous."
Li Yun lowered his head, remaining silent, but a glint of coldness flashed in his eyes. He felt immense anger towards Young Master Wang's actions and wished he could capture him immediately and teach him a harsh lesson.
"Miss, what should we do next?" Li Yun asked.
Xie Yunchu pondered for a moment, a cold smile curling at the corners of her mouth. "Since he wants to play, let's play along nicely. Li Yun, you send someone..."
Xie Yunchu's voice lowered slightly as she whispered instructions into Li Yun's ear.
Li Yun nodded slightly to indicate his understanding, then stood up to take his leave, quickly disappearing into the night.
A few days later in the evening, the busiest street in the capital was bustling with people and traffic.
Xie Yunchu and Shen Qingyi walked side by side down the street, followed by several guards. Both wore veils that concealed their faces; although their attire was understated, their presence was undeniable, drawing the attention of passersby.
"Yunchu, have you really decided to attend tomorrow night's banquet?" Shen Qingyi asked worriedly as she looked at the throngs of people around them. "Young Master Wang will definitely be there; what do you plan to do then?"
Xie Yunchu stopped walking and turned to face Shen Qingyi, a confident smile appearing on her lips. "Don't worry; I know what I'm doing."
With that, she continued forward, her gaze resolute and calm.
Shen Qingyi watched Xie Yunchu's retreating figure; although she still felt some concern in her heart, she chose not to say more and quickened her pace to catch up.
As night fell and the lights began to shine, the courtyard of the Wang Family was brightly lit, bustling with guests dressed in elegant attire, creating a lively scene filled with laughter and clinking glasses.
Xie Yunchu and Shen Qingyi were guided by a maid to the banquet hall, immediately drawing everyone's attention.
"Miss Xie has arrived!" someone in the crowd shouted, and instantly all eyes were on Xie Yunchu.
Young Master Wang stood among the crowd and spotted Xie Yunchu from a distance. His eyes lit up as he quickly approached her with a glass in hand.
"Miss Xie, it's been a long time. How have you been?" Young Master Wang said with a feigned smile, his tone slightly ingratiating.
Xie Yunchu smiled faintly and replied coolly, "Thank you for your concern, Young Master Wang. I'm doing well."
Her tone was distant, giving Young Master Wang no opportunity to get closer.
Young Master Wang felt rebuffed and his expression darkened slightly, but he quickly regained his smile. "Miss Xie, I've heard that you are an exceptional dancer. It's rare to see you today; may I have the honor of a dance?"
Xie Yunchu pretended to hesitate, lightly biting her lip as her gaze swept over the crowd before finally landing on a tall man in white not far away.
The man had a slender figure and a face like jade, exuding a warm and gentle aura. He was smiling at her—it was Xiao Jinyu, whom Xie Yunchu had admired for a long time.
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