Upon receiving the news, the Shangshu Fu's wife and a group of young masters and ladies rushed over to pay their respects. Crown Prince Xiao Lingyu personally helped the Shangshu Fu's wife up and gestured for everyone to stand up before saying, "I'm just taking a casual walk. There's no need to be restrained."

Anticipating that the Crown Prince was looking for a Crown Princess, the young ladies' eyes rolled around, and they all had plans in mind.

The ladies were all more cunning than lotus roots. After hearing what the prince said, they tactfully left. Although Xu Youran still wanted to listen, she had no choice but to follow the ladies.

In an instant, only young men and women were left at the door.

Xiao Siyuan didn't take back Jiang Sulan's hand, but just kept it there, looking at her lovingly: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Jiang Sulan's heart skipped a beat, then she seemed to remember something and said stiffly, "I just didn't stand firmly."

Xiao Siyuan never concealed his affection for Jiang Sulan in front of others, and everyone was used to it. They had already decided that Jiang Sulan would be the future consort of the Fifth Prince.

But looking at Jiang Sulan's current behavior, why does it seem like she wants to distance herself from the Fifth Prince?

Everyone was either curious or excited, but Jiang Zhiyu was the only one who nodded with great satisfaction.

[Not bad, not bad. Knowing how to turn back when you've strayed is not the way to go. Digging for wild vegetables is not your destiny.]

Jiang Sulan was stunned.

Seeing that Xiao Siyuan was still trying to get involved, Jiang Zhiyu quickly stepped in to intervene: "Your Highness, in such a public place, it's better to keep your distance."

She brushed his hand away, hugged Jiang Sulan's hand, and looked at Xiao Siyuan warily.

Xiao Siyuan withdrew his hand obediently and said politely, "Miss San is reminding me that I have offended Miss Er. Please don't blame me."

Jiang Sulan had never heard him speak in such a distant tone before. Her heart moved and her eyes reddened slightly.

Jiang Zhiyu could also understand her mentality. After all, they had liked each other for so many years, it was impossible for them to have no feelings at all all of a sudden.

[Don't be sad, sister! Three-legged frogs are hard to find, but aren't two-legged men everywhere?!]

Fearing that Jiang Sulan would waver, Jiang Zhiyu dragged her out of Xiao Siyuan's sight.

As soon as she couldn't see anyone, Jiang Sulan seemed to have left the ground and her intelligence took over. She regretted her soft-heartedness and coaxed her sister guiltily: "The Poria cocos cake in the vegetarian restaurant is very delicious. I'll give you some when I go back, okay?"

Jiang Zhiyu's mouth was quicker than her brain, and by the time she realized what was happening, she had already agreed. She continued, "Still laughing? You'll be crying. That scumbag is clearly trying to hook you! He acted like that in public, clearly trying to cut off your escape route and prevent anyone else from getting close to you!"

She spoke in a rather loud voice. Fortunately, there was no one else here except their maids. Jiang Sulan looked around and coaxed her in a low voice: "Good sister, I know what I'm doing. Be careful of ears. If there's anything, let's go back to the mansion and talk. Be obedient."

If it were someone else, Jiang Sulan would have slapped Jia Shenyan in the face, but her sister was doing this for her, so how could she bear it?

Jiang Sulan lowered her head and said nothing.

When Xiao Lingyu and Xiao Siyuan swam here, they saw this scene. The two of them tacitly stopped at a place not too far away from them.

Xiao Lingyu teased his brother: "I told you to be more restrained a long time ago. Look, you caused your sweetheart to be scolded."

Xiao Siyuan gave a wry smile at the right moment and looked over there with a worried look on his face.

Behind them, the young men and women stopped three meters away, pretending to admire the flowers and chat.

The girls all wanted to fight for a good life for themselves. No matter how outstanding the other princes were, could they compare to the prince? If the prince took a fancy to them, they could fight for the most honorable position in the world for women.

The young masters also had the same mentality. If they could talk with the Crown Prince and the Fifth Prince and make them remember them, their future careers would be easier.

No one wants to be the first to start a conversation, which has led to the current situation.

The alertness cultivated by the end of the world is not to be underestimated. Jiang Zhiyu noticed them as they were approaching. They stopped there, but Jiang Zhiyu did not go over to say hello. Even when Xiao Siyuan raised his foot to walk over, he glared at him.

Xiao Siyuan retracted his tentative foot.

Xiao Lingyu only saw this scene and Jiang Zhiyu turning her head, and chuckled, "What's wrong? Were you warned?"

Xiao Siyuan suppressed the fear in his heart. He had only seen that kind of look in the eyes of old generals who killed people on the battlefield. How could a girl in the boudoir have such a terrifying look?

He nodded reluctantly.

"Does the Third Miss have any magical powers? You are so afraid of her, but Daizong talks about her to me every day."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Just as Xiao Siyuan was about to speak, Lu Daizong appeared out of nowhere, panting, "I heard you say, Third Miss, have you seen Jiang Zhiyu?"

Xiao Lingyu pointed and said, "Look, isn't it right there?"

Lu Daizong looked in the direction of his finger, and his expression suddenly became intriguing. He did not go over immediately, but stood there and adjusted his breathing.

Something is wrong.

Because of his status as Marquis of Anle, Lu Daizong grew up in the palace since childhood, so he had a good relationship with all the princes.

So his behavior at this moment was extremely surprising in the eyes of Xiao Lingyu and Xiao Siyuan.

Xiao Lingyu's original interest in Jiang Zhiyu was only due to the arrow he shot at the hunting ground, but now seeing their behavior, he became even more curious.

With a thought, Xiao Lingyu took the lead and walked over.

His every move was under everyone's scrutiny. Xiao Lingyu stood in front of Jiang Zhiyu and reached out to pluck a peony. "It boasts of being unparalleled in beauty and possessing the most fragrant fragrance in the world. In my opinion, only this flower is worthy of Miss Jiang."

[Barbie Q, aren't you making me enemies? Those people behind me are so green with envy!]

Jiang Zhiyu took a deep breath and said, "Your Highness has said too much."

[Ahhh, the Third Master of the Shangshu and the concubine should be starting now, hurry up, I want to go eat some melons!]

Jiang Sulan: “……?”

She suspected there was something wrong with her ears. Who?

"How old are you, Miss Jiang? Are you married?"

"Twelve, no."

Jiang Zhiyu responded perfunctorily, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

【Let me go! 】

Jiang Sulan: I really want to laugh.

Xiao Lingyu originally just wanted to chat for a few minutes and then leave, but seeing how anxious she was to leave, he became less anxious.

He stood before the flowers with his hands behind his back, reciting poems and songs in a leisurely manner, and occasionally asked, "What do you think, Miss Jiang?"

[I think your head is pretty hard. It should make a banging sound when I knock on it!]

Jiang Sulan: "Puff——"

Just as she was trying to find an excuse to get rid of them, a little maid came running over in a hurry: "Oh no! There's a fire in the Third Young Master's yard! Quick, help!"

[Ah, Song Shiwei is taking action! Great!]

A fire was no small matter, and everyone's faces turned grim. The young masters asked their followers to go and put out the fire, and they also walked towards where the smoke was rising.

The crowd was in chaos. Because of Jiang Zhiyu's thoughts, Jiang Sulan paid special attention and sure enough, she saw Song Shiwei sneaking into the crowd.

Strange, where is Yunshu?