I Am This Type of Woman

50

The Palace was a huge place, but sometimes it could feel small too.

Ban Hua had too much tea in the afternoon, she had to go to the rear palace to answer the call of nature. After passing water, she hadn't walked far when she ran into Rong Xia.

She carelessly asked, "Count Rong, did you just pass water too?" Once it was out, Ban Hua felt her brain must had problem, it was so awkward.

"Yes, what a coincidence." Rong Xia laughed lightly as if what she said was 'the weather is great'. "There is a trouper show outside, Junzhu is not interested?"

"We keep some performers in the residence. After watching many times it is not that interesting anymore." Ban Hua saw Rong Xia acted natural so the awkward feeling disappeared, "I was going to join in the fun, but it had turned odd."

Since the prince of the vassal country's proposal, the atmosphere on the women's side had become uncomfortable, especially because Shi Feixian's face had turned so cold that it was close to dropping ice blocks.

Ban Hua didn't like Shi Feixian much, but that prince was definitely not a good match for the beauty, it was understandable that the faces of Shi family members had become so unsightly.

She stole a glance at Rong Xia, did he really not know that Shi Feixian liked him? Even she could see that Shi Feixian had some feelings for Rong Xia, so he couldn't be completely unaware.

"It would be good for Daye if that prince is willing to marry a Daye lady and live here." Rong Xia knew Ban Hua was glancing at him, his smile became even warmer, "But it's not appropriate for this person to choose Miss Shi."

A Right Minister's daughter couldn't be given to a foreigner as a wife, unless the Emperor didn't think the family important.

Rong Xia guessed Ban Hua was not interested in that topic so he didn't continue. He suddenly said, "Junzhu is very beautiful today, Rong-mou almost lost my soul when you appeared at the gate."

Ban Hua smiled until her eyes narrowed, "The set of jewelleries you sent me is very beautiful."

"Beautiful jade to suit the beautiful person. If it wasn't Junzhu, they wouldn't have looked as beautiful." Rong Xia's eyes fell on the earrings Ban Hua wore, he smilingly said, "The real beauty here is the beauty that Junzhu gives the jewelleries."

Ban Hua had heard plenty of praises, but a conscientious ones like this only came from her father and little brother, Rong Xia was the third male ever.

"Are all scholars with a belly full of poetries like you very good at talking?" Ban Hua wanted to laugh with closed mouth but she was afraid to ruin the newly put-on lipstick, so she could only pursed her lips.

"Rong-mou is not good at talking, I only said what's in mind."

The wind started to blow, Rong Xia was worried the snow on tree branches would fall on Ban Hua so he reached out to put his hand on top of her head. He only withdrew once they were of some distance from the trees. Cupping his hands at Ban Hua, he said "I have overstepped."

On the backside of Rong Xia's hand there were clumps of snow from the tree branches, Ban Hua felt bad and pointed at it, "Do you want to wipe it off?"

"It is fine." Rong Xia shook his hand, he kept a certain distance from Ban Hua as if his covering her head just now was an honest chivalry without any other meanings.

Ban Hua didn't think much of it, she was thinking that getting up early to dress up was worthy because even Rong Xia had praised her. A man who was revered by many in the Capital should have a good sense of aesthetic.