CHAPTER 77: CHAPTER 77: NO NEED TO BOW ANYMORE

Qinglian was born blind in one eye, something Ye Zhi knew from the start. Not many people were aware of this, maybe not more than five people, including the Little Fairy’s nursemaid and the palace maid Chun Xing.

Seeing that the Little Princess was easy to get along with, Ye Yuan’s wife forgot to perform the courtesy. He, as the seasoned Lord Minister with years in the court, couldn’t ignore it, so he immediately clasped his hands and bowed.

"This humble servant greets the Princess."

See, this is the correct way to perform the courtesy~

On the side, Huanhuan and Changzhou were studying diligently.

Xun Yin, Gu Yan, and others followed Ye Yuan’s example and bowed as well.

Xun Yin gritted his teeth, outwardly respectful, but inwardly grumbled: It was your father who believed in slander years ago, caused me to go to prison, and forced me to resign.

So angry, but still had to maintain a calm and composed expression on the surface...

"Rise, there’s no need for you to perform this courtesy in the future," Qinglian said once she finished.

Ye Zhi nodded her small head, stepped forward holding the Little Fairy’s hand, looking like good sisters, and chimed in, "Yes, Qinglian is very nice, father and the teachers don’t have to do this anymore, she won’t blame you all."

After all, there would be many opportunities for family members to meet the Little Fairy in the future.

She planned it well, intending to invite the Little Fairy to Ye Mansion to play more often.

"Uh-huh," Qinglian nodded beside her.

To celebrate Ah Zhi making a new Little Princess friend, the Ye Family invited everyone to Jingxin Building for lunch, and also brought along Tan Huanhuan and other little companions. Dining with a princess-level character for the first time, the Ye Family’s first choice was the low-key yet luxurious and famous Shuyu Pavilion.

However, today they did not bring a Jade Token.

Jade Tokens are categorized: emerald green for low, sky blue for medium, and indigo for high.

The Ye Family’s Jade Token is also emerald green. Shuyu Pavilion only serves prominent figures, obtaining a token is already not easy.

They could only settle for second best and went to Jingxin Building instead.

Jingxin Building is four stories high, with flying eaves and painted beams, abundant with jewels and jade, not lacking in class.

On the way there, Ye Zhi had Tan Huanhuan on her left and Qinglian on her right, holding both as she chatted happily, talking to one for a moment, then to the other, thoroughly enjoying herself.

The three little girls chattered endlessly as they walked ahead.

Next came the Ye family couple and the three teachers.

Feng Liuli walked while observing the ends of the street on both sides, lined with shops, dragon towers, and phoenix pavilions, and the ancient road of Chang’an where horses trod slowly.

Presumably, the rent for shops in the Capital City is very expensive!

Indeed, she planned to stay in the Capital City, do some small business, and for the time being, did not intend to return to Jiangnan.

Thinking over and over, besides being skilled in some arts, she had no other talents. She planned to first observe the shops, and later, after Ah Zhi’s exams, discuss with the Ye Family to see if there are any suggestions.

She was proficient in painting, chess, and music. What kind of shop would be suitable to open?

For the first time, she felt a bit lost about the future, realizing it all stemmed from lacking money.

If Ah Zhi got in, she would feel embarrassed for eating and living at Ye Mansion for free, ultimately needing her own career.

Feng Liuli’s actions of observing the shops became more frequent.

Gu Yan followed the group forward, not thinking about anything much.

Behind, two small companions felt a sense of shared plight. Ji Changzhou felt the Little Traitor was sulky, wanting to say something, yet not knowing what to say, awkwardly scratching his head, feeling a bit uneasy, eyes fixed on Tan Huanhuan’s back: If only Huanhuan were by my side.

Huanhuan, save me.

Ji Changzhou turned to look at his quiet friend, and finally spoke up, "Brother Shen, how old are you this year?"

The Little Traitor, for some reason, gave him a faint look and said plainly, "Eight years old."

"I’m also eight years old."

The two were the same age.