Becoming a literary master starting from the story of Minglan

Chapter 367 When You're Triumphant
"is it?"

After receiving the reply, Peony was still somewhat skeptical.

She always felt that things might not really be as Rong Feiyan described.

This Sheng Changquan... really... is the one who saved his master and servant back then...

The masked benefactor?
Peony looked somewhat surprised, secretly thinking to herself: If what her young lady thought was true, then wouldn't Sheng Changquan from a few years ago...

Does that mean he already possesses... extraordinary strength?

Recalling that person's martial arts skills from back then, Peony's face unconsciously revealed a look of surprise and uncertainty.

Of course, the surprise far outweighed the doubt.

But is this possible?

Peony didn't believe it: Could there really be such a genius in this world?
You have to understand, how old was he back then?
As far as Mudan knew, Sheng Changquan was only thirteen years old.

If what she guessed was true, then Sheng Changquan could no longer be described as a genius; perhaps other words would be more appropriate!

Like a demon...

"Pooh!"

As soon as she thought of this, Peony immediately shook her head, secretly dismissing the disrespectful thought in her heart.

After all, that person had saved them, mistress and servant, back then, no matter what.

As a person, one should never forget kindness and righteousness.

Peony raised an eyebrow, but pondered again in her heart: Moreover, setting aside these uncertain analyses, even with her daughter's "wisdom," these reasons are truly... hard to explain!
"Ugh!"

After a silent sigh, thinking of her daughter's "wisdom," Peony's lips twitched involuntarily!
To be honest, it was really hard for her to convince herself to believe that what Rong Feiyan said was true.

After all, Rong Feiyan was not Rong Zhixian, and she was far less trusted than her sister.

Moreover, this conclusion was based on her own "intuition," which makes it even less reliable.
This is completely out of line with the original rules, it's absolutely ridiculous!

“Young lady, you…”

Peony opened her mouth, intending to say something, but after looking at her young mistress's confident expression, she thought for a moment and then kept quiet, saying nothing more.

Not for any other reason, but simply because I was terrified after seeing Rong Feiyan's almost "crazy" state!

—His face was flushed, as if he had drunk half a vat of strong liquor!

Rong Feiyan was no longer the refined young lady she once was.
"Ok?"

Hearing her maid call, Rong Feiyan turned to look at Mudan, not understanding what her maid wanted to say. However, she didn't delve into it and simply asked, "What's wrong, Mudan?"

Seeing her young lady's posture, Peony could only suppress her inner thoughts for the time being, and gently smiled obediently.

"girl!"

Peony's face showed a hint of joy, and then she said "sincerely" in a tone that was almost like coaxing a child, "That's wonderful, young lady!"

As if she were genuinely happy for her young lady, Peony stepped forward, gently approached her, and then reached out to hold Rong Feiyan's wrist, gently tugging at her slipping sleeve.

Peony's action, seemingly a gesture of intimacy between master and servant, was in reality merely a way to conceal Rong Feiyan's snow-white skin, which was exposed due to the exaggerated movement.

It must be said that although Rong Feiyan has grown since that assassination attempt, as the saying goes, "It is easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature," she still cannot change her impulsive nature.

At this moment, in her excitement upon seeing Sheng Changquan, she forgot the rules of a young lady and lost her composure, revealing a considerable amount of her skin.

Of course, given the Rong family's power, this was nothing. However, it would inevitably cause some damage to the reputation of their daughter. As Rong Feiyan's personal maid, Mudan shared her glory and her loss, so she naturally had to restrain herself for her mistress's sake.

However, Rong Feiyan was ultimately her master, so Mudan couldn't say much. She could only do her best to try and improve things.

"girl!"

After Peony finished tidying up her young lady's imperfections, she seemed genuinely delighted for Rong Feiyan. She raised her head, a smile on her face, and said with a sense of pride, "Now that we have found our benefactor, then..."

After a pause, Peony said softly, "In that case, wouldn't you be able to see your benefactor very soon, young lady?"

"Have you repaid your benefactor's kindness?"

Peony reached out and brushed a strand of hair from her forehead, paused, and continued, "But, young lady, how are we going to find our benefactor?"

"Could it be that we're going to pay them a visit in person?"

As Peony spoke, she subtly shifted her body slightly to adjust her angle, as if she wanted to stretch and relieve her soreness after standing for a long time.

However, her posture "coincidentally" blocked some of Rong Feiyan's view.

It seemed both a coincidence and intentional, making it appear rather "strange" for a moment.

However, Peony did do this intentionally.

Her actions were simply to avoid the strange looks from those around her.

On the other hand, Rong Feiyan's somewhat "mad" behavior just now was indeed rather "embarrassing" and unbecoming of a noblewoman.

Of course, as mentioned before, given the Rong family's current power, no one would dare to be disrespectful to Rong Feiyan. However, although they might not show it outwardly, the playful glint in their eyes was not something to be taken lightly.

Moreover, as a maid of the Rong family and Rong Feiyan's close "sister," Mudan naturally had to think about Rong Feiyan's well-being as well.

Blocking those gazes was not only to make my daughter more comfortable, but also to prevent her from getting angry and doing something inappropriate.

After all, Rong Feiyan was spoiled by Master Rong. If she got angry, she might do something bad. In that case, not only would the person involved be affected, but even Mudan herself would suffer. That's why Mudan took this action.

"This one……"

Rong Feiyan gritted her teeth slightly, seemingly conflicted, unsure whether she should do as Mudan suggested and go directly to see Sheng Changquan.

Seeing Rong Feiyan hesitate, Mudan couldn't help but say, "Miss, now that you've found your benefactor, we should definitely go and meet him, shouldn't we?"

"However, it seems rather inappropriate for us to pay a direct visit to the Sheng residence?"

To reduce the risks involved, Peony deliberately said the above words. When she saw that Rong Feiyan was indeed hesitant as she had expected, she quickly suggested in a low voice, "Why don't we... go back first?"

"It would be best to wait until we have consulted the master before making any plans..."

Peony spoke hesitantly, but didn't finish her sentence for a moment.

As Rong Feiyan's personal maid, Mudan naturally knew the extent of her mistress's infatuation with that benefactor. Therefore, she could only go along with Rong Feiyan's wishes and tell her what her mistress wanted to do.

However, Peony eventually offered her opinion tactfully, suggesting that her young lady return to the mansion first and make a decision after meeting with Old Master Rong.

However, based on her understanding of Rong Feiyan, she feared that things might not go as she wished.

only!
Peony was wrong this time.

"Correct!"

"Peony, you're right!"

To everyone's surprise, after listening to Mudan's words, Rong Feiyan thought for a moment and nodded, immediately affirming her suggestion.

Under the warm sun, the bright sunlight shone directly on the earth, and the refracted light shone directly on Rong Feiyan's face, illuminating her slightly flushed face, and for a moment she exuded a unique charm of a young girl.

"This matter really can't be rushed!"

After a long while, Rong Feiyan's voice finally rang out.

Upon hearing this, Rong Feiyan's cheeks flushed slightly, the color fading a little. Clearly, she had regained her composure and reason.

"Peony, I really can't see my benefactor right now!"

Rong Feiyan gripped her fan tightly with both hands, her gaze fixed on Sheng Changquan's figure ahead, her eyes filled with affection. Sometimes, feelings are like a jar of fine wine; the longer they are aged, the richer and more mellow their flavor becomes.

This is especially true when one loves someone but cannot have them.

The Rong Feiyan standing before us is precisely the latter.

"what?"

Upon hearing Rong Feiyan's words, Mudan was taken aback, and a mixture of surprise and joy welled up inside her!

"My daughter, has she... finally come to her senses?"

"Truly, Heaven has intervened..."

"peony!"

Before Mudan could recover, Rong Feiyan grabbed her right hand, her expression gleaming with shrewdness and experience: "Mudan, I cannot meet my benefactor yet!"

As if talking to herself, or perhaps explaining to Peony, Rong Feiyan's eyes were filled with an overflowing joy.

"Since our benefactor has always appeared in public wearing a mask, it means he doesn't want his identity to be known."

Therefore!

Rong Feiyan blinked, her expression quite serious, and said, "We can't expose our benefactor's wishes and reveal his identity!"

"what?"

"Is that right?"

For the first time, Peony was amazed by her daughter's wisdom!

"Is this really my own naive and innocent girl?"
How could someone be so cautious, intelligent, and even so understanding?

However, although Peony was surprised, she quite agreed with what Rong Feiyan said.

Regardless of whether Sheng Changquan was actually that benefactor, the logic is sound.

"Young lady, what you say makes perfect sense. I, Peony, am completely convinced!"

Peony held her daughter in her arms and praised her.

"Humph!"

Rong Feiyan gave a haughty snort, rolled her eyes at her maid, and said with an arrogant yet smug expression, "What I said is naturally reasonable!"

However, in an instant, her face lit up with joy again: "I've been pondering my benefactor's thoughts and ideas for a long time!"

"Yes, girl!"

Seeing Rong Feiyan's arrogant demeanor, Peony couldn't help but find it amusing. However, considering the current situation, she couldn't help but ask, "But, Miss, have you already decided not to see your benefactor?"

"Or perhaps, young lady, you have some other idea?"

Peony was quite curious and really wanted to know what Rong Feiyan planned to do next.

"hehe!"

"Peony, don't worry!"

At this moment, Rong Feiyan looked "full of confidence," as if she had already made a decision.

"I've had a complete plan for what's to come for years. You'll find out in a while!"

Rong Feiyan didn't say much, but continued with a smile, "However, there is one thing you did say that makes sense!"

"Huh? What?"

Peony was somewhat puzzled.

"Humph!"

Rong Feiyan released Mudan, put her hands behind her back, and her expression became somewhat mischievous: "Of course it's what you said, going back to the manor!"

"Hmm! My plan... I really need to go back and discuss it with Father first!"

……

Regardless of what the two women behind him were planning, Sheng Changquan ran incredibly fast. He didn't even care about the writing materials in the examination box, just focused on running. The clinking of the writing materials along the way, accompanied by the "thump thump thump" of his footsteps, was quite "perfect" for him.

"boom!"

"Young Master! Young Master! I'm here!"

Sheng Changquan had barely stepped out of the venue when Xu Changqing, who was already looking around in the crowd, spotted him immediately.

There's nothing we can do about it; the seventh son of the Sheng family is just that "handsome"!

"Changqing, hurry!"

"Let's go quickly!"

"Go back to the manor immediately!"

Upon seeing Xu Changqing, Sheng Changquan had no intention of saying anything more. He simply grabbed the big, clumsy man and quickly walked towards the Sheng family's carriage.

No, it's not even walking, it's running!
"what?"

Xu Changqing was immediately dumbfounded!
However, despite being puzzled by Sheng Changquan's constant urging for him to run away, Xu Changqing didn't waste any time. Instead, he grabbed the examination box from his young master's hand and led him to his own carriage.

"Young Master, what... what's going on?"

Once the master and servant had boarded the carriage and started heading back, Xu Changqing finally spoke up and asked.

"Young Master, aren't you going to take an exam? It feels like you're going to fight a war!"

Xu Changqing grinned and said merrily, "Besides, judging from the way you're leaving, you don't look like a victorious general returning home; you look more like a mouse being watched by a cat."

"They're running away with their tails between their legs!"

Xu Changqing uttered an idiom after waiting for a thousand years.

"Ah!"

Seeing that the intimidating gazes on him were gone, Sheng Changquan finally felt relieved again.

but!

Sheng Changquan let out a breath and said leisurely, "Changqing, it seems you have indeed made a lot of progress lately, you can even use the phrase 'fleeing in panic'!"

"Haha, that's for sure!"

Upon hearing his young master's "praise," Xu Changqing immediately became a little arrogant.

"Young Master, I, Xu Changqing, do possess the bearing and talent of a scholar!"

Seeing Xu Changqing's smug look, Sheng Changquan couldn't help but feel a little angry!

"In that case, Changqing, after we return to the manor, you can study with me for a while longer!"

"This way, your talent for studying won't be wasted."

As the master, Sheng Changquan couldn't help but "polish" his good brother and give him more responsibilities!
Actually, Rama's remains were under a small tree in front of my house. Recently, the young author dug them up, practiced with them, and discovered that he was a martial arts prodigy! So... his severed limbs regenerated!

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