Ye Qingxian smiled helplessly. "You really aren't afraid that saying it outright will make things even more awkward."
She rubbed my head.
My eyes were exceptionally clear. "Star dares to be herself, so why shouldn't I? Whether as a person or a cat, I should stand tall and upright. Who has the right to criticize me more harshly because of my personality? If I don't dare speak my true thoughts, then I'd find that version of myself even more shameful. How would I set an example for the babies in the future?"
Ye Qingxian froze for a moment after hearing that. "Mm, you're right. I was the one who hadn't thought it through. What the old Daoist said does address those concerns. I have a more suitable plan: after your status as Princess is confirmed, if there are similar occasions in the future where you need to make appearances, you can simply stand to the side. You won't need to say much. Yangyang or I can convey what needs to be said, or you can give a brief description yourself."
"It's not that I'm asking you to keep pretending. It's just a more casual approach—you stand there without needing to say or express anything. Let others judge right and wrong, merit and fault as they please. Just like the talent the old Daoist mentioned earlier: once you possess the corresponding strength, if any idle gossip really jumps in front of you, simply swat it to death."
I lowered my head slightly in response, pondering Ye Qingxian's long speech.
At that moment, Ye Ranxing, who had just been called out, was still immersed in the unease of having done something wrong and possibly getting beaten at any moment. Suddenly hearing herself mentioned, it seemed things were not as bad as she