After yesterday’s battle, no one was surprised by Mu Qiuniang’s victory in the calligraphy competition.
Especially in the previous rounds, she had been steadily advancing without any surprises, progressing step by step.
"Congratulations!"
"Congratulations!"
"Congratulations!"
...
The repeated congratulations ca, and though Mu Qiuniang didn’t feel much, she was sowhat touched.
It seems like everyone is happy?
Is it like when she achieved a certain success in her cultivation, she would be very happy, so seeing her win the calligraphy competition prize made them this happy?
Because, for them, this prize wasn’t just hers, it was for the entire nation.
Looking at the crowd’s cheers, faintly, she felt sothing.
"What’s wrong?" Dongfang Hanchen asked when he noticed she was lost in thought while everyone else was celebrating.
Mu Qiuniang shook her head: "Nothing!"
In calligraphy, Mu Qiuniang won first in the individual competition, and the group competition benefited from her influence, achieving very good results, finally winning the championship again after two consecutive losses.
However, the situation in the simultaneous ink painting group was worrying, with only Dongfang Hanchen achieving so results, while others were almost disastrously defeated.
If it weren’t for the support from Mu Qiuniang in the calligraphy group, Jiao Yu’en might have cried due to the ink painting group’s unfavorable start.
"Sothing doesn’t seem right!" Dongfang Hanchen told Mu Qiuniang.
"Hmm?" Mu Qiuniang was puzzled.
"The people in my group seem physically unwell. So have a headache from not covering properly and blowing the air conditioner last night; others have stomach issues from eating sothing unclean, affecting their performance."
"Everyone in the ink painting group is like this?"
"Not everyone, but two-thirds of the key mbers are unwell. Otherwise, their performance shouldn’t have been this poor." Dongfang Hanchen wasn’t entirely sure, as he didn’t watch them all night, but noticed their off-state during the competition today.
Mu Qiuniang thoughtfully said, "You an if they weren’t physically unwell, the ink painting group’s results wouldn’t have been so disastrous?"
"I don’t know if they could win the individual championship, but they surely could have won the group competition." Dongfang Hanchen wasn’t particularly competitive, and his ink paintings were exceptionally clear and fresh, not really suited for competitions, so he took a second place.
"Actually, if you tried harder, you could have won the championship too!"
Dongfang Hanchen smiled, shaking his head: "If you are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish."
Mu Qiuniang knew his ambitions weren’t there, so she said no more.
Everyone’s cultivation has its own thod, what suits oneself isn’t necessarily suitable for others.
Perhaps, for Dongfang Hanchen, his current state is the most suitable.
In the evening, back at the hotel, Jiao Yu’en said to Mu Qiuniang: "I should have listened to Jingjing earlier and let you join the ink painting group."
"Don’t worry, aren’t there more competitions later?" Mu Qiuniang said.
Jiao Yu’en shook his head: "Although I don’t like people from Country R, I must admit they do work hard, striving for perfection. For the upcoming embroidery, people from Country R do very well, and based on our past experiences, we don’t have much chance of winning."
"You want to ask to participate?" Mu Qiuniang guessed part of his intention after hearing this.
Originally, he had little hope, but after yesterday’s competition, he chatted with a master of embroidery and unintentionally ntioned her.
The master, upon hearing that Mu Qiuniang could do embroidery, especially double-sided embroidery, was amazed and deliberately sought out photos of her work to see.
After seeing them, he said her embroidery skills were impressive, absolutely with years of foundation and spiritual energy, and with so guidance, might beco a master.
"That remarkable?" Jiao Yu’en was surprised.
"These are just pictures that only show an approximation, do you have any of her works, bring them for to see?"
"I don’t, but my student has, let call her to see if she’s brought it."
"Alright!"
Jiao Yu’en was lucky, Mu Qiuniang had given Xu Jing a small embroidered handkerchief, which Xu Jing happened to have with her.
Seeing the actual piece, the embroidery master praised it again. Thus, Jiao Yu’en felt confident and got the idea of asking Mu Qiuniang.
"Yes, I’d like to ask you to participate." Jiao Yu’en nodded.
"There’s no problem with participating, but I wasn’t on the list for the embroidery group before, is that okay?"
"The entries are confird right before tomorrow, so that’s not a problem at all."
"Alright, it’s settled then."
"I apologize, Miss Mu, for troubling you with this matter."
"I am also a Huaxia person, it’s what I should do."
...
Dongfang Hanchen was well-inford, and knew an hour after the matter decided that night.
"Why did you agree to participate in the embroidery group’s competition again? You were only supposed to be in the calligraphy group competition, right?" Dongfang Hanchen asked.
"Before, it was only ntioned for the calligraphy group."
"So why participate in the embroidery group too?"
"Chairman Jiao Yu’en personally asked, so I agreed," Mu Qiuniang said.
"He asked and you agreed? You agreed too easily, didn’t you? Qiuniang, have you forgotten your identity?"
Mu Qiuniang raised her eyes: "What identity do I have?"
"You are after all..." Dongfang Hanchen almost blurted out.
Mu Qiuniang looked steadily at him.
And he averted his gaze.
"Speak up? Why stop?" Mu Qiuniang asked.
"Alright! I’ll say it." Ultimately, Dongfang Hanchen couldn’t resist her, sighing, "Actually, the reason I joined this competition was to intentionally get close to you, my current task is..."
"What task?"
"To please you!"
"To please ?"
Dongfang Hanchen nodded.
"What’s there to please about ?"
Dongfang Hanchen laughed: "There’s plenty. Just with your identity, many people would want to curry favor. Isn’t it natural to please you? Only few know now, otherwise it wouldn’t be just , you would have an array of handso n, only what you couldn’t think of, not what couldn’t be found."
Mu Qiuniang: "...." So, her identity was leaked?
Impossible, right? Gong Xihe doesn’t seem to be that careless, for so long only...
In addition, Jiang Nuo’s high-profile flaunting of their relationship, constantly showing off their love, makes it hard not to attract attention.
"I am a concubine-born son of the Dongfang family, not particularly gifted in cultivation, but I do like tranquility, plus I have a good-looking face, so they found a way to send to you." Dongfang Hanchen’s tone was sowhat sarcastic towards the end, "They want to properly curry favor with you, to win your favor in exchange for so benefits. If you’re unsatisfied with , it’s okay, there are many young people in the family, sending one by one, surely there will be one you like..."
As he spoke, he kept watching her eyes, wanting to see her reaction.
Yet her expressionless look made him sowhat discontent, his gaze beca aggrieved, as if accusing her of being a heartless woman.
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