Chapter 23: I Am Only Good to You

Mo Yiran tapped her on the head and said, "Silly girl, there is no need to thank me. Your affairs are my own."

Yuan Qian'er was stunned by his words. "Your affairs are my own?" How could it sound so ambiguous? Yet, in a moment of mental lapse, she blurted out, "Are you this kind to everyone?"

"I am only this kind to you." Five simple words—bold and straightforward!

"Uh, what?" The thick-skinned Yuan Qian'er had no idea what he was implying.

"It is nothing. Go get some rest. Tomorrow, I will take you into the palace to meet Bing Qinghua, and while we are at it, I will tell him to take his sister back home." Mo Yiran did not want to push her too hard; he wanted to give her time to grow accustomed to him and accept him.

Upon hearing that she could enter the palace to see what it looked like, Yuan Qian'er completely forgot everything else Mo Yiran had said. "Wow! I get to go to the palace and meet the Emperor! That’s wonderful! I can stand beside him and soak up some of his 'dragon aura' and good luck. Well, I’m off to bed then. Goodnight!" With that, she dashed back to her room in a flurry.

"All right, goodnight!" Over the past two days, Mo Yiran had become accustomed to Yuan Qian'er’s modern vocabulary, and he had gradually begun to adopt it himself. He wanted to adapt to her way of life, rather than expecting her to adapt to his.

Early the next morning, the courtyard of the Prince Mo estate was filled with people, bustling with chatter and excitement.

"One, two, three, four; two, two, three, four; three, two, three, four; four, two, three, four."

"Miss Yuan, what is it that you are doing? How can a young lady perform such large movements? Is that wiggling of your hips a dance or something else?" a senior housekeeper asked on behalf of the crowd.

"Auntie, this is a ten-minute fat-burning exercise. I woke up early and had nothing to do. Would you like to join me? This routine is great for both weight loss and fitness; it’s very simple!" Yuan Qian'er was in the habit of doing morning exercises, and since she had been sleeping and waking early since arriving here, she had decided to exercise to kill time, never expecting to draw a crowd of servants.

"Can we really do it? Will it truly help us lose weight? But you are wearing so little..." Everyone has a desire for beauty. Under normal circumstances, seeing a young lady lifting her legs, placing her hands on her hips, and wiggling her bottom would have invited harsh criticism or even landed her in trouble with the authorities. However, seeing her perform these moves, everyone couldn't help but want to follow along—such was the power of her influence!

"Yes, you can! This fat-burning routine is for everyone, regardless of age or gender. It is still early; go change into something clean and agile—preferably a tight-fitting top and pants. I will teach you, and I guarantee you will feel refreshed and energized for the entire day after finishing it." Wearing the T-shirt and shorts she had on when she first traveled to this world, with her hair tied in a high ponytail, Yuan Qian'er looked vibrant and infectious.

Having worked at the Prince Mo estate for many years, this was the first time the servants felt they were receiving the respect they deserved as human beings. Yuan Qian'er did not rely on her status to boss them around, nor did she feel that speaking to them was beneath her. She did not look down on them, but treated them like friends. This earned her a stellar reputation among them, and they all hurried to change their clothes, eager to learn this unheard-of exercise.

"Alright, watch closely. Here is the first step..." Yuan Qian'er demonstrated the basic steps of the routine. The people working in the Prince Mo estate were sharp, and they managed to memorize the gist of it after a few tries. "Come now, you all remember the moves from just a moment ago, right?"

"We remember!" the crowd shouted in unison, sounding like a group of recruits in training.