In activities like this, where there is no set limit on materials usage, some people worry their materials won’t be sufficient, while others don’t want too many competitors. This inevitably leads to situations where people intentionally take more materials, leaving some young ladies unable to get any.
For instance, there are young ladies who, out of pride, feel embarrassed to rush and fight for the materials. Then, there are those from weaker families, who lack confidence to compete with the more influential ones. And lastly, there are the marginalized, such as the Weng Family sisters and Ye Yueying.
Xiao Keyan watched everything unfolding in the garden, her heart growing wistful. Her mother had been right—people relentlessly climb higher so that, when it comes to making choices or being chosen, they can have greater autonomy.
If she didn’t have such strong parents, or talented brothers, she might have been one of the young ladies here today, forced to fight and compete.
"Seventh Miss, the Princess is here. That orphan girl pushed you down earlier—you should go tell the Princess. She will definitely avenge you."
Yan Family, being the maternal family of the Princess Consort of Wei Yuan, had no need for Seventh Miss Yan to go fetch her own materials; others eagerly handed the best materials for lamp crafting over to her.
Yan Seventh Miss shot a sidelong glance toward the pavilion, where Ye Yueying was located, and noticed Miss Wu from the household of the Five Armies Commander handing her lamp-making materials. Her face immediately darkened as she stood up, ready to find Xiao Keyan.
Xiao Keyan had also taken notice of Ye Yueying’s circumstance, her lips curling slightly.
This world may be abundant with fools like the Weng Family sisters, but it also has no shortage of clever individuals.
Xiao Keyan saw Yan Seventh Miss heading her way and furrowed her brows slightly. Most of the Yan family cousins had keen instincts, but this Seventh cousin... well, she was a disappointment.
Her mother had once confided to her that Seventh Miss had inherited some bad traits from her maternal Han Family.
Xiao Keyan knew why she had come to her but didn’t give her a chance to speak. Smiling, she nodded at her, then elegantly walked straight past her toward the pavilion.
Watching Xiao Keyan leave her behind to head towards Ye Yueying, the young ladies present were stunned.
Feeling the weight of their gazes, Yan Seventh Miss was both ashamed and indignant. She knew full well that if they were in the Yan Family estate, she would’ve caused a scene by now. But here at the Princess Residence, she dared not act recklessly; after all, even her grandfather and grandmother would not back her up if she caused trouble here. Flushing red in embarrassment, she resigned herself to sitting back at the stone table, focusing her energies on crafting her lantern.
...
"Greetings, Princess!"
"Miss Ye, no need to be so formal."
Inside the pavilion, Xiao Keyan and Ye Yueying exchanged courteous greetings.
Ye Yueying was caught off guard by Xiao Keyan’s candid teasing, and after a brief moment of pause, her ears began to grow rosy red.
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