PDLP Chapter 81 Interrogation of He Mingxuan (3)
Chapter 81 Interrogation of He Mingxuan (3)
"But when I went to find my brothers full of hope, I was met with a devastating blow. They didn't care at all, saying that Mother forbade them and there was nothing they could do," He Mingxuan said in a dejected tone.
He Mingxuan picked up her teacup, took a sip, and continued, "I got even angrier then. I thought I could do it all myself without relying on anyone else. So when I got to the academy, I started picking on him at every turn. I made a bet with him that if I lost, I would stop bothering him, but if I won, he would have to be my servant for a month and do whatever I asked. Perhaps he got annoyed by me, because he finally agreed."
Qin Yaoyao asked slowly, "So what are you competing in? It can't be studying, can it?"
He Mingxuan smiled and replied, "How could that be? It's a best-of-three competition, involving chess, pitch-pot, and horseback riding. To be fair, he has to be good at at least one of them."
Shen Xiaoran asked curiously, "So what happened next? Who won and who lost?"
He Mingxuan sighed and said, "Alas, of course I lost."
Seeing He Mingxuan's worried expression, Qin Yaoyao jokingly said, "Xuanxuan, judging from your appearance, you haven't won a single game, have you?"
Upon hearing this, He Mingxuan immediately looked up, her face full of surprise, and said, "Yaoyao, how did you know? Are you some kind of fortune teller?"
Qin Yaoyao had an "I knew it" look on her face. She picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and then smiled, saying, "Is there even a need to calculate this? The result is quite obvious!"
Shen Xiaoran asked, puzzled, "Why?"
Qin Yaoyao looked at everyone and patiently explained, "It's simple! Chess is something Zeyu is good at, so he'll definitely win this game. And although pitch-pot is a game for girls, Zeyu knows martial arts, so he'll definitely win too."
Shen Xiaoran was still a little confused and asked, "Then why is it that you're guaranteed to win at pitch-pot? What does that have to do with martial arts?"
At this moment, Cheng Ying spoke up to explain: "Because people who know martial arts usually know how to ride and shoot, and pitch-pot is actually similar to archery."
Shen Xiaoran suddenly realized and exclaimed, "So that's how it is! That's why she was sure to win on horseback. Xuanxuan's two best events were actually her strengths. That's why she lost so badly."
"And then what happened? You really didn't bother him?" Shen Xiaoran asked curiously.
He Mingxuan nodded, a smile playing on her lips. "A bet is a bet, so of course I won't bother him." A hint of cunning flashed in her eyes as she continued, "However, when we made the bet, I didn't say how long I wouldn't bother him, so I only stopped for three days. After three days, I went back to bothering him as before."
Everyone couldn't help but laugh, imagining the boy's helpless yet irresistible expression.
Shen Xiaoran asked with a smile, "Did he get annoyed to death by you later?"
He Mingxuan shrugged: "What can he do but silently endure it? But he's quite stubborn, he just ignores me."
At this moment, Cheng Ying asked curiously, "Since your relationship has always been like this, how did you know you liked him?"
He Mingxuan paused thoughtfully for a moment, then said softly, "Actually... I've liked him for a long time." She lowered her head slightly, her voice carrying a hint of shyness and determination.
“I should say that in our interactions, I felt that he was different from other people. Others only treated me out of respect for my status; even if they disliked me, they wouldn't say it. Their interactions with me were only for two reasons: either they didn't dare offend me for fear of causing trouble for their families, or they wanted to benefit themselves or their families, so they had to flatter and fawn over me.” He Mingxuan’s eyes dimmed, as if recalling those hypocritical interpersonal relationships.
“But I’ve seen too many people like that. They’re not sincere towards me, and I don’t care about them either.” Her tone revealed a hint of helplessness and disappointment.
“But Qin Zeyu is different. From the moment we met, he has never treated me like a princess. In his eyes, I am just an ordinary classmate, a student just like him. I feel very relaxed with him, and I find that he is not very talkative, so I like to tease him. Although he can easily make me angry, I still want to be with him.” A sweet smile gradually appeared on He Mingxuan’s face, and her eyes sparkled with gentle light.
She gazed quietly into the distance, seemingly lost in beautiful memories. At that moment, only the image of that special person occupied her mind, while everything around her became blurred.