The Dramatic Crown Princess Wants to Poison Me!

Chapter 663: Chapter 662: Who Would Believe It

Once one person began, more people immediately started whispering, all filled with ridicule, mockery, and sarcasm.

The person who first spoke was none other than Xu Man.

Seeing that she successfully ignited a group ridicule, she quickly said to Luo Fu beside her, ”Sister Luo, can you imagine how thick-skinned this person is? Since she can’t do anything, why sign up? Is she just playing around with us?”

Earlier, the two were separated in the hall, but once outside, they could finally be together; Xu Man tightly clung to Luo Fu for fear of being separated again.

Luo Fu chuckled lightly and said leisurely with a sense of superiority, ”There are so many people in this world who overestimate themselves, why bother?”

Over there, seeing Xia Wenjin frown slightly, a young lady was surprised and asked, ”Miss Xia, why do you look so surprised, don’t you know about this?”

Xia Wenjin’s expression was slightly cooler as she said, ”It seems someone played a joke on me, wanting to catch me off guard!”

The group immediately froze, and then someone indignantly said, ”Who’s so inconsiderate? They signed you up and didn’t even let you know so you could prepare, just calling your name without any mental preparation. Isn’t that just trying to embarrass you?”

Indeed, the person who signed her up wanted her to be embarrassed!

After the lady spoke, the others realized and looked at Xia Wenjin with a hint of sympathy, as she had obviously been set up.

They thought Miss Xia was quite nice; although at first, they also felt her beauty was enviable, after interacting, they found her straightforward, generous, and interesting. Now they all felt Miss Xia was quite likable.

Someone must be jealous of her beauty.

The outspoken lady immediately said, ”Let’s go tell Miss Yi that it wasn’t Miss Xia who signed up, this entry shouldn’t count!”

Xia Wenjin held her back and smiled slightly, ”Who would believe?”

Fortunate or unfortunate, clarified or not, if you truly have talent, why fear showing it? Deliberately stating no entry, even if excused from the stage, would still invite ridicule and disdain.

The person who signed her up grasped this point, aiming to tarnish her reputation, leaving her disgraced, and making her a joke within the lady circle of the Capital City, unable to hold her head high there anymore.

This little girl truly had a malicious mind!

Another person said sympathetically, ”Miss Xia, so will you... go on stage?”

Yi Zixuan was somewhat surprised; those who went on stage to showcase their talents were all openly displaying their best. Why was this Xia Wenjin already called by name, yet no reaction from her below the stage?

Could it be a young lady from some household lacked courage and wanted to retreat after being called out? Once announced, retreating would inevitably make her the subject of ridicule.

Thinking it through, although future ridicule was certain, going on stage to embarrass oneself would equally invite ridicule, so the reluctance to go on stage was understandable.

Yi Zixuan secretly shook her head; if others didn’t want to go on stage, it couldn’t be left cold, could it?

Yi Zixuan smiled and said, ”Perhaps Miss Xia is still preparing, shall we continue to the next performance?”

Immediately someone jeered, ”That won’t do, signing up but not participating? That’s so disrespectful, at least come on stage and let us see who this person is!”

The speaker was Zhou Xunyou, Second Young Master of Zhou Mansion, relying on his aunt being the current Imperial Concubine and cousin being Prince Li, always stirring trouble, a notorious playboy in the Capital City.

This Xia Wenjin, whom he’d never heard of, dared to register here; today, whatever it takes, she must showcase her talent.

Zhou Xunyou took the lead, followed by several playboy young masters, all calling for Xia Wenjin to come on stage.

Yi Zixuan sighed inwardly; since registered, this outcome was expected. Whether hiding or going on stage to embarrass oneself, the embarrassment was inevitable.

As the young lords were jeering, suddenly there was silence.

From the northwest corner, a figure emerged from under the willow’s shade; in moonlight attire, footsteps nimble, posture graceful like strolling in her own backyard, she slowly approached the stage.

With the wind blowing, surrounded by green trees and red flowers, the girl was like a fairy among flowers, a celestial being; her figure as light as if lotus blossoms beneath her feet, poised elegantly, seemingly ready to ride the wind at any moment. Her bright eyes and gleaming teeth, with an upward smile carrying confidence, her gaze clean yet seemingly unfathomable, dared not to be looked at directly, fearing drowning in its depth without an edge!

Everyone’s gaze fell on the girl, and she was completely unaware as she walked up the stage.

Many present didn’t recognize Xia Wenjin, but one voice cried out, ”It’s her, it’s her...”

Whether from too much excitement or fear, this voice broke towards the end.

Beside him, someone asked curiously, ”Young Master Zhai, who is she?”

This person was the young master Zhai Hao from Marquis Anping Mansion, who encountered Xia Wenjin at Shuowang Mountain, scared half to death. He had then sent people to investigate her identity, planning severe revenge. He hadn’t found anything, yet unexpectedly met her here.

The guard beside him was new; Zhai Hao glared at Xia Wenjin, his eyes nearly spitting fire. But since this was the event hosted by the Seventeenth Princess, he dared not make trouble now.

But he glanced at his guard, eyes clearly signaling the intent to teach her a lesson.

Over at Zhiwan Pavilion, Huangfu Jingchen was surprised; he hadn’t expected Wenjin to actually attend, knowing she’d join such gatherings, he’d have invited her directly.

Huangfu Yuxuan narrowed his eyes. As expected of the woman he fancied, she was truly outstanding; even just the walk onto the stage was enough to reveal her uniqueness.

Such a lady deserves to be the one by his side.

Yet, he hadn’t forgotten witnessing Xia Wenjin with Huangfu Jingchen that day.

Huangfu Yuxuan’s eyes shifted, forming a resolve.

Xia Wenjin was already on stage; Yi Zixuan stared at the graceful girl in front, momentarily dazed by her beauty. Or perhaps the beauty was merely external; she possessed a unique aura. The Seventeenth Princess had royal grace; Duan Yan, Daughter of the Minister of Rites, had a composed and elegant air; Zhao Keyan, Daughter of the Grand Tutor, carried dignified pride; Yi Zixuan herself had scholarly charm.

Yet the aura on this girl was serene and generous, poised and fit, with a depth clear enough to look through things and a soul-cleansing kind of serene detachment. This aura made her all the more unique.