A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace Chapter 1378 - 1376: Noble Character

Of course, it wasn’t written by her personally, but the Fourth Princess was able to present it, which showed deference to him.

The teacher sternly instructed her to take a seat, but his heart was warmed, and his impression of Yue Er improved yet again.

This little lady, although somewhat temperamental, never acted outrageously.

Although not fond of studying, she never disgraced him, and sometimes even surprised others.

For instance, this time, she could have remained silent and returned directly.

But to preserve her teacher’s esteem, she submitted her answer sheet.

Truly, she’s a naturally talented, well-read and courteous individual.

This kind of etiquette is not something that even those scholars who pass the top exams would necessarily possess after reading thousands of books.

It’s no wonder the Emperor and Empress cherish her dearly.

Furthermore.

The Princess attending school wasn’t initially intended for writing essays to become a top scholar.

It was merely to allow them to read and write, understand principles and enhance their demeanor.

To prevent future embarrassment of the Royal Family when entering a husband’s household without understanding anything.

So...

From this perspective, Yue Er is arguably his most successful student and his most proud disciple, with noble character and grand acts.

After over ten days of adjusting, Yue Er’s mood had improved considerably.

During this period, she received letters from Wei Yu and Yilan.

Both in their letters frantically hinted: you must visit me, you must rescue me! As soon as possible.

It so happened that the day after tomorrow was a break day.

She decided to have a good outing from the palace, and take a look at Wei Yu and Yilan.

If she didn’t go, they might as well devour her.

Thinking of these things, the corners of her lips involuntarily curved upwards.

Shih Shaoling watched Yue Er frequently giggling in class, feeling quite contemptuous.

’Who is she daydreaming about? Looking like a lovesick fool yet so lost in thought?!’

...

On the day of the break.

Yue Er woke up early, freshened up, and after a simple breakfast rode a horse out of the palace.

She first went to Wei Yu’s house and called her out, then the two went together to Prince He Mansion.

After paying respects to the Imperial Concubine, the two companions went to Yilan’s courtyard.

County Princess Yilan had received the news long ago and was waiting impatiently at the courtyard gate.

Seeing the two figures, she excitedly rushed out to greet them, regardless of etiquette.

"You finally came!"

"I’ve been waiting until the flowers wilted!"

Yue Er laughed aloud.

"Where are the flowers? Bring them to me for a look!"

Wei Yu also chuckled and glanced around.

"Yes, I want to see too!"

Yilan excitedly and bashfully reproached them, then invited them inside.

Once the maid served tea, they dismissed the servants and closed the doors to talk in secret.

"I’m almost suffocated!"

"But my mother insists I stay home, let alone riding a horse!"

Wei Yu shrugged.

"Who isn’t, though!"

Then the two simultaneously looked at Yue Er with envious eyes.

Yue Er felt slightly uncomfortable.

"Actually, I’m not completely free either!"

Yilan and Wei Yu exchanged a glance, their gaze intense!

"You aren’t free enough, how about we switch?"

Yue Er giggled.

"Let’s forget about that!"

...

After chatting privately for a while and having lunch, the three couldn’t sit still.

They asked the Imperial Concubine to permit them to leave the mansion, under the pretense of accompanying the Princess to pray and worship.

The Imperial Concubine felt uneasy and specially dispatched maids, old matrons, and servant boys to closely follow them.

Though somewhat cumbersome, they didn’t mind it as they were happy to leave the mansion.

Sitting in the carriage leaving the mansion, looking at the lively streets outside the curtain, Yilan sighed deeply.

"I never realized these bustling streets were so delightful!"

Wei Yu remained silent, her face full of naïve wonder as she stared outside, not even willing to blink, wishing she could toss her eyeballs out.

"Look at you, so little ambition!"

Yue Er glanced at the two and mockingly said.

"When you marry, you can come out freely!"

Young ladies can’t go out; noblewomen can.

Jewelry shops, cosmetic stores, fabric shops, as well as temples and nunneries, as long as they’re not too bizarre, are all places to visit.

Yilan’s eyes brightened momentarily, then quickly dimmed.

"But isn’t it still a year or two away!"

Wei Yu echoed softly.

"And for me, even longer!"

They had never desired marriage as much as at this moment.

"You’re luckier!" Wei Yu glanced at Yilan.

"At least you have something to look forward to!"

The groom chosen with care by the family, whom she likes, will bring her solace in another year or two.

In the future, maybe she could travel with him, harmonizing in perfect unison.

And herself?

Wei Yu looked confused.

"When can I have such solace in my life?"

She truly did not wish to marry, failing to grasp what benefits marriage brings.

A pure young woman becoming a stranger’s wife.

Then she’s to share life with someone unknown in unfamiliar surroundings.

The house’s many layers, inside and outside, the minor wives and chambermaids, neighbors — all these petty troubles and worries, like waves, come at her one after another, all weighing on her head.

It is said women manage domestic affairs, but can she really call the shots? No!

If she meets a reliable husband, who cherishes her and values her efforts, it’s worthwhile, even commendable.

If he is unthoughtful and dissipates on pleasures, favoring chambermaids and ignoring the main wife.

Then let alone those efforts, even giving her heart would meet with abuse beneath his feet.

For what?

Wei Yu could never comprehend.

What’s more, while dealing with all the troubles, she’d still have to bear his children.

Daughters aren’t good enough, they’d bring her scorn and disrespect, only sons sufficed.

One son isn’t enough; it won’t secure her position, if something happens it’d be disastrous.

Two sons at minimum, three better, the more the merrier.

The mere thought sent shivers down Wei Yu’s spine.

She absolutely disliked marriage, what could she do!

...

As the three sat in the carriage, after a while of chatty laughter, they quietly mused over their thoughts.

The carriage rode past bustling streets, heading toward the northern city’s Pingan Temple.

Since they came under the guise of praying and worshipping, they needed to keep up appearances.

Beyond the city area, the road grew desolate and pedestrians decreased.

They weren’t afraid, as they hadn’t yet passed the city gates, and a servant-filled carriage followed them.

But...

Their fearlessness didn’t prevent mishaps.

As the carriage turned into an alley, several ruffians suddenly appeared ahead, blocking its way.

"Stop!"

The thin, raggedly dressed men wielded worn-out weapons, their faces fierce and menacing.

"This path belongs to us, if you want to pass, you must first pay silver!"