Chapter 13 Practice

  What is the dialectical relationship between necessity and contingency?

  Everything starts from coincidence, and after getting used to it, it becomes inevitable.

  Adhering to the spirit of Marxism, Huaxiangrong fully devoted herself to endless practice.

  For example, on the first day of thoroughly setting goals, Huā Xiǎng Róng, with a pair of panda eyes, walked into the study of Xuě Líng Yuán, and began to decipher this country and even this unfamiliar world.

  For example, on the second day, Hua Xiang Rong had someone summon a tailor early in the morning and selected dozens of soft and beautiful high-quality fabrics to make more than 30 plain-colored and over 10 brightly colored new clothes. Of course, the clothing styles were all drawn by herself. Everything in ancient times was complicated and annoying - first, it was this hairstyle or that one, then it was which hairpin to wear, and finally, there were rings within rings on the clothes, making them look bloated and ugly. She couldn't take it anymore, so she designed several sets of new clothes in ancient styles, some revealing and some subtle. She also drew a few white semi-transparent silk nightdresses that could absolutely entice men.

  For example, on the third day, Huaxiang Rong dragged Lingdang to sit in the room all day and asked about Xiao Yuehan's habits and so on.

  When everything is ready----

  One month later, Hua Xiang Rong wore a new outfit with a sky blue base and white silk embroidery with blue lines, and let Ling Tong help her braid a butterfly bun, and hung several small round white pearls. She sat in the back garden reading books and reciting poems, then coincidentally saw him walking and chatting with the first-class imperial guard, suddenly looking at the history book in his hand, loudly but still gentle, recited: "The flowing light easily throws people away, the cherry blossoms turned red, the banana leaves turned green..." After finishing, she raised her hand as if to wipe away tears.

  Then, she "accidentally" discovered Xiao Yuehan and the first-class guard walking towards her in a steady pace. She hastily wiped away her "tears", stood up and made a curtsy: "Your Highness..."

  Fortunately, Huaxiang Rong did not raise her head at this time. If she raised her head now, she would definitely be furious. Because the eunuch was only shocked and opened his mouth wide, staring incredulously at Huaxiang Rong, who suddenly became as beautiful as a heavenly goddess. Everyone in the palace knew that King Jin had married a thin, emotionless woman who had an affair with Grand Councilor Gongsun Changqing, but they didn't know that she would suddenly become so stunningly beautiful.

  Xiao Yuehan, who was looking at Hua Xiangrong, had a faint smile on his face, as if he couldn't believe that someone like her could come up with such a coincidence. His eyes, which still held a hint of coldness, sparkled with amusement as he said, "Your Highness, please, no need to be polite!"

  Then...the imperial guard ignored Huā Xiǎng Róng's presence and turned back to continue their conversation.

  But for Hua Xiangrong, although it was a blow, she became more courageous in the face of setbacks.

  In the next few days...

  The garden coincidental encounter plot has been used no less than five times, the long corridor coincidental encounter plot has also been used no less than ten times, including welcoming at the gate of the mansion, and appearing in front of Xiao Yuehan at some very coincidental moments...

  That's right, just like what Hua Xiang Rong said at the beginning, everything starts from coincidence and gradually becomes inevitable.

  She didn't rush for the time being, she just needed to slowly grind away, slowly letting all her curiosity seep into Xiao Yuehan's heart. Maybe she would suddenly take a drastic turn or directly say that she regretted it and wanted to be a good queen, asking him to love her, this was the most direct and simplest way.

  But Hua Xiang Rong gradually came to understand that Xiao Yue Han, this man, couldn't be approached in the simplest way. She needed his ridicule and also needed the mocking smile at the corner of his mouth and his icy gaze.

  She didn't want the meat that was easily obtained and wasn't even delicious. What she needed was to fight for it herself, to seize it with all her might. Only then would she savor it slowly, relishing its flavor.