Chapter 375 - 375 274 Wasting your familys fabric saying Im
Chapter 375 - 375 274 Wasting your familys fabric saying Im
?Chapter 375: Chapter 274 Wasting your family’s fabric, saying I’m hard to maintain? Chapter 375: Chapter 274 Wasting your family’s fabric, saying I’m hard to maintain? Today’s Yilan Pavilion was exceptionally quiet.
In the garden, there was one less figure bent over practicing calligraphy.
Amidst the flourishing, season-defying flowers, there was also absent the blue-clothed girl who used to dash around with a flower spade, busily turning the soil.
And next to the pavilion’s entrance, the Guest Pavilion had seen no scholars from Mochi coming to seek guidance ever since a certain someone became a teaching assistant.
In fact, this wasn’t to say that the Mochi scholars had no problems to consult Mr. Zhu about, but nobody would foolishly come over for trivial matters to play ‘grandchild’ to a certain ‘grand dame.’
And this ‘grand dame’ named Yourong, who actually couldn’t stay still at all, was currently squatting in the Bamboo Forest next to Zunjing Pavilion not too far from Yilan Pavilion, quietly yet vigorously scooping soil with a small spade as if racing against time.
The blue-clothed girl dug around the bamboo roots with mud in her hands, her little head constantly lifting to look around in all directions, like a deer that had sneaked to the riverside for a drink, always alert and watchful.
Her large, round eyes most often glanced towards the pavilion next to her, its plaque named ‘Zunjing’ blocking out the sunlight.
The pavilion was silent and still, with no one entering or exiting in the early morning.
Yourong let out a silent sigh of relief.
You see, unless necessary, she usually would not come near here, unless she had to follow Teacher, like a few days ago…
But today, for the sake of her sisters suffering in Yilan Pavilion, Yourong wiped her sweat, tensed her little face, and went all in…
At this moment, within the serene Yilan Pavilion, in a refined study hidden amidst the orchids and Lin leaves.
A woman’s melodious and clear voice was echoing.
“…Nonetheless, aside from that, to say that I do not do what others expect of me and just want to do the things I like all day long, writing my calligraphy, is not entirely true.”
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