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Seeing that they were so embarrassed when they first met, the eldest princess couldn't help but smile and relieved: "My cousin has always been straightforward and is used to being aloof. No one is taken seriously. The tutor doesn't have to worry about it."

Mei Zihan was certainly calm and had a cold attitude but was not arrogant: "Taoism is still hidden in self-cultivation, everything returns to nature, and pursues the release of human nature. I didn't expect Miss Gui to have such a mind that is not attached to the world."

"You don't know anything about the Grand Tutor. Although her father is the prime minister, the tutoring of the prime minister's house is naturally strict, but she does not agree with the dogmas and etiquette that have been passed down from generation to generation." Youxian explained patiently to him, "I hate those smoky and slandering official careers that are even more disgusting."

Mei Zihan nodded. "No wonder I heard the faint mountain from the sound of the young lady's piano, and the meaning of the gentle wind is as noble as "Yangchun Baixue". The song is full of romance and meaning, and is transcendent and alone." He slowly turned his light eyes to Gui Yuan, not knowing that she was secretly shocked, "Those who are high-hearted often act uniquely, and their thoughts, words and deeds are just as melodious as the artistic conception, which is rare, but not understood by ordinary people."

"But you, Taifu, you understand." Gui Yuan suddenly met, which made him and Youxian both stunned, "It can be seen that Taifu, you are not an ordinary person."

Mei Zihan was silent again, and her thoughts were endless.

"Look, you two are considered fellow fellows." Youxian smiled interestingly, "Tao Fu, look, her sneer-like mouth has also admitted it, but few people can convince her. You are really Yuan'er's soulmate."

Outside the pavilion, in the hidden shadows of dense trees not far away, a tree of branches was held and broken. The hand covered with water-red elixir trembled among the soft petals, conveying a certain kind of heartache.

The sound of piano, laughter, speaking, and sounds in the pavilion were all harsh and heart-wrenching, and I couldn't help but ask each other secretly:

You are their soulmate, so who are you to me?

"You've seen it all, are you satisfied now?"

Lan Ying's voice was close to her ears.

"Look at that is the man you admire." Lan Ying seemed even more angry than her at the moment. "You are worrying about him in the mansion these days, but he is talking about music with others here, chatting and laughing... You are so distressed that he is free to him, have you ever had in your heart?"

Youmeng's heart was squeezed by her sentence, and tears were found in her eyes, but a pale smile broke out from her mouth.

Lan Ying felt even more distressed when she saw her expression: "I had asked you to restrain yourself and not fall too deeply, but you didn't listen, but you fell in love without hesitation..."

Youmeng still didn't speak and had no intention of stepping forward.

"I still remember that night, he just wore a cloak for you, and you were so happy that you flew to the sky and couldn't sleep all night." Thinking of her stupid look, Lan Ying felt sad, "You said he was kind to you, so he was good to you. If that was true, I would be happy for you, but now he sees that he is good to other women and is not special to you..."

"Stop talking." Youmeng shouted at her tremblingly, trying her best to endure her tears, "I understand that I was so passionate about myself..."

Lan Ying changed her slightly soft tone and held her palm on her shoulder. "Youmeng, although I admit that the Grand Tutor is such a noble, elegant peerless man, so uninhabited by the world, but I..." She choked, "I'm still worth it for you..."

"It's not worth it, so what else can I say?" Youmeng suddenly felt her heart was hollowed out, and she lowered her eyes as if she was enlightened, "Let's go, just pretend I haven't come before, don't let anyone see it, and there's no place to put my face."

She left in a panic like a deserter. She was always used to being strong. Faced with this situation, she did not come forward to protest and confront her. She was indeed timid because she regarded her as her self-esteem for life, and she had long been broken by him.

The eldest princess and the second lady from home, they are all talented women in Kyoto. They have a delicate mind carved with ice and snow, and all the music and music are clear. She is naturally not as talented and insightful as theirs, so how can she be qualified to compete with him for her?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she was shallow and the more unwilling she was. She pursed her lips and eyes, and her head lowered and she turned her decay, and the hot tears fell down. She laughed at her past arrogant arrogance, and she was defeated at this moment. She was really helpless and humble to the dust...
Chapter completed!