It's just that she practiced all day until her mouth was dry and her tongue felt heavy. Wei Jingjing brought her some water. She initially wanted to drink it all in one go but remembered what the teacher just taught her: drink a cup of tea gracefully and take one sip in three.
Elegance, she had to be elegant, calm and composed. She thought of the image of noblewomen she'd seen in those classical novels. If she were to catch butterflies, she would probably grab the net and go for it, while Xue Baochai, holding a fan, moved her lotus steps gracefully and chased the butterflies without catching one, only working herself into a fragrant sweat. If it were her, if she couldn't catch them with a net, she'd go at them with her hands directly.
Seeing her here at ease, and with the teacher gone, Wei Jingjing couldn't help but come over: "Aren't you worried?"
Xia Siyu turned her head to look at her: "Worried about what?"
