The Eldest Daughter is Delicate and Pretty, How Can She Be a Malicious Supporting Character - Chapter 49

Chapter 49: Jealousy

“I… I…” Xue Yiran was speechless, and after a long time, she still didn’t know what to say.
Her mind was racing, and she couldn’t understand how the other party knew about the poetry collection, which was impossible in this world.

Could it be that there was another transmigrator who had come before her, and that’s why this poetry collection existed?
If so, everything could be explained.

Her mind was in chaos, and she could only think of this possibility. Since she was already guilty, she had to admit her mistake and apologize to appease everyone’s anger.

The girl in the courtyard had tears in her eyes, and she knelt down heavily without hesitation. Her words were sincere, “Respected teachers, I really don’t know what’s going on with this poetry collection.”

“The poems I wrote today were actually given to me by a celestial being in my dream. I was possessed and used the celestial being’s poems without knowing it. But I swear I didn’t know about this poetry collection.”

The girl was crying pitifully, and her words were sincere. Given her young age and the fact that she was crying so heartbreakingly, Xiao Huaijin just sighed slightly, “Stand up first. I’ll investigate the truth, and justice will be served.”

Currently, both parties had different accounts, and the origin of the poetry collection was unknown. However, it was undeniable that the poem wasn’t written by Xue Yiran herself.

Pei Lingyi stood in the crowd, her eyes lowered, and she didn’t say a word. She looked like a bystander watching the farce. But everything that happened today was actually her plan.
The poetry collection was naturally her handiwork, and the poems recorded in the book were all written by Xue Yiran in her dreams during the later poetry gatherings.

As the struggle for the throne intensified, Xue Yiran’s reputation grew, and one after another, poems that could be considered timeless masterpieces came out of her mouth.

The reputation of the Poet Immortal had already spread throughout the streets of Shangjing.
And the poems in that book were all copied down by Pei Lingyi according to the poems Xue Yiran had written in her dreams, and then compiled into a book, given to Luoxu to secretly sell.

The purpose was for Pei Sitang to get the book.
This was also the reason she brought Pei Sitang to the gathering. Among her three sisters, Pei Yangyang was the most innocent and couldn’t do such things. Pei Lening was clever and cute, but she was too young.

Only Pei Sitang was mature and steady, making her the most suitable person for the task.
Most of the poem titles in the book were correct, but the authors were fabricated by Pei Lingyi, because she didn’t know who the original authors were.

However, the fact that Xue Yiran had plagiarized others’ poems and passed them off as her own was true. No matter how she explained it, she couldn’t deny it.

“This… I didn’t expect such a twist?”
“Yes, I wonder how she, a lady from a noble family, could write such magnificent poems. It turns out she copied them.”

“Isn’t this unfair? The poems weren’t written by her, but she enjoyed undeserved fame. It’s really detestable!”
The surrounding discussions were endless, and those who had previously fawned over Xue Yiran suddenly changed their faces.

Many contemptuous, disdainful, and mocking gazes fell on the woman kneeling on the ground.
Xue Yiran was crying uncontrollably, but she knew that for now, crying was the only way to temporarily escape the situation.

“Alas, Third Miss Xue, you’d better take care of yourself.” Mister Xu had genuinely admired her, but now that this had happened, he felt disappointed.
He never thought that at his age, he wouldn’t be able to see through a young girl’s character. It seemed that one couldn’t judge a person by their appearance.

As for Mister Zhou, he had always loved talent, but his temper was not as gentle as Mister Xu’s.
Now, seeing that he had been deceived by a young girl, he still spoke kindly, but he didn’t have such a good temper.

The old man’s brows were tightly knitted, and his face was dark. Although he usually presented himself as gentle, when he was angry, his dignified aura was intimidating, like the calm before a storm,
“Third Miss Xue, don’t let me see you again in the future.”

Then he snorted coldly, and his wide green robe was thrown behind him as he turned to leave with his hands clasped behind his back.

Zhou Wenxu was really angry today. He cherished talent, but he also hated those who faked it the most. As the saying goes, “Love makes one wish for their life, hate makes one wish for their death.” It was no more than that.

Seeing that Mister Zhou had left in a huff, everyone’s attitude towards Xue Yiran took a turn for the worse.
And the one who was probably the happiest was Xue Baohua. At this moment, she was socializing and distancing herself from Xue Yiran, saying that Xue Yiran had always been disrespectful to her as a sister.

Many people believed her words, thinking that an illegitimate daughter was indeed an illegitimate daughter, raised by a concubine, and couldn’t be expected to have a good nature.

Pei Lingyi watched from a distance, looking at Xue Yiran’s pale face, and felt incredibly pleased.
The memories of being humiliated in her dreams were still vivid, and it was all thanks to the person in front of her.
Now, this was just the beginning.

Xue Yiran… I will make you lose your reputation step by step in Shangjing, and make you pay for what you did to the hundreds of people in my Pei family.

She stood there quietly, enjoying the miserable state of her enemy, but unexpectedly, in the eyes of others, she became the one who was heartbroken because she didn’t win the first prize.

Looking at the woman’s stunned expression, Xiao Huaijin silently stepped forward and said in a gentle tone, “Eldest Miss Pei, I will give everyone an explanation for today’s matter. However, due to the unexpected turn of events, the selection of the champion will likely be postponed for a few days.”

“Don’t worry, what belongs to you will always be yours.” The man’s voice was as gentle as jade, not like a crown prince, but more like a gentle and courteous nobleman.

Pei Lingyi slightly raised her eyes and met the man’s dark, ink-like gaze. The concern in his eyes seemed genuine, so she lowered her head and distanced herself from him, speaking softly, “Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. However, today’s incident has affected not just me.”

The girl bit her lip, looking extremely shy. “I hope Your Highness can give everyone a fair explanation.”
After speaking, she bowed and quickly turned to leave. The hem of her skirt fluttered, creating a beautiful arc, but it also revealed her unease.
Xiao Huaijin wanted to stop her, but in public, an unmarried man and woman, especially a noble lady and the crown prince, if he really did such a thing, it would likely damage her reputation. Forget it, it was better not to scare her.

Li Miaozhu hid behind a tree and witnessed the whole process, her eyes flashing with jealousy.
As soon as the crown prince arrived, she focused all her attention on him. But he first dealt with the annoying Xue Yiran and then comforted Pei Lingyi, the pretentious woman. When did he ever care about her?

The embroidered cuffs of her sleeves were clenched tightly, and her fingertips turned white from the pressure. She stared at the man in the moon-white robe like a madwoman.
Then, a sinister glint flashed in her eyes. She would wait and see.

Tonight, she would ruin Pei Lingyi’s reputation.