Just as Fang Ruotang was looking at the latest clothes and jewelry delivered by the shopkeepers, the Crown Prince also arrived with his entourage, and the people behind him were clearly carrying clothes and jewelry as well.

The crown prince could tell what was going on at a glance.

"Any of these you like? Keep them all, you can wear them when you go out."

"Can't I wear it tomorrow?"

"That's fine, but I've prepared a new court robe for the Imperial Preceptor for you. Would you like to take a look before making a decision?"

The prince gestured to the servants behind him, and he carefully unfolded his clothes.

The black court robe shimmered with a subtle sheen, its edges trimmed with gold, giving it a solemn and dignified appearance.

Fang Ruotang was somewhat amazed; she could imagine that when she wore this court dress, she would look just like the Crown Prince.

It exudes a powerful aura that makes people dare not easily offend it, as if just one glance is enough to feel the invisible pressure that sends chills down one's spine.

"Okay, I've decided to wear this!"

She can wear beautiful dresses anytime.

But tomorrow's important occasion will be more fulfilling if people feel fear at first glance.

"But this one, it's a little different from the one I wore before. This one looks a lot like your Crown Prince's court robes."

"Don't you like the same color fabric?"

"I do like it! But if we go up to the Star-Picking Tower together like this tomorrow, won't the people think we're the Crown Prince and Crown Princess?"

A smile flickered in the Crown Prince's eyes.

"Don't you want to be misunderstood?"

"No! Our relationship doesn't need any formal recognition."

"What is our relationship?"

The Crown Prince deliberately pressed for an answer, eagerly awaiting Fang Ruotang's response.

Fang Ruotang said matter-of-factly, "It's just a relationship where we kiss!"

The Crown Prince was both amused and exasperated. He was somewhat disappointed by the answer, but it seemed he knew that Fang Ruotang would say such a thing.

"Tomorrow is such an important day. You are not my Crown Princess. You are the Imperial Advisor, who is loved by the people and supported by the imperial power. You are the protagonist."

The Crown Prince is such a meticulous person that even if he had some personal feelings about court attire, he would never overshadow the main event on such an important day.

"Alright!" Fang Ruotang didn't grasp the Crown Prince's intentions; her eyes were fixed on the Imperial Preceptor's court robes. "Shall I try it on now?"

"Okay, I'll help you."

The prince dismissed the servants, and the two entered the room.

Fifteen minutes later.

Fang Ruotang scolded, "Get out of here."

The prince smiled helplessly, his voice softening, "This time, it really is just a change of clothes, trust me."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it! Go out and let my maid come here." Fang Ruotang pouted her small, red, and moist lips, her eyes glaring at the Crown Prince with watery eyes. She looked like a pampered young lady.

"You really won't let me change? I specifically learned how to tie my hair up from the palace maids."

Fang Ruotang hesitated for a moment, but was somewhat persuaded, because the Crown Prince looked eager to make a name for himself, which was hard to ignore.

"Okay! I'll trust you one more time, but you can't do anything reckless!"

Fang Ruotang stared warily at the Crown Prince, only to see him, without looking at her, help her change into her new court dress.

She swayed gracefully in front of the bronze mirror, then stared at herself in the mirror, sometimes frowning, sometimes pursing her lips, displaying eight hundred expressions in a single breath.

The Crown Prince looked at Fang Ruotang with doting eyes.

The young girl was dressed in the same court robes as the Crown Prince, which gave him the feeling that she had stolen his clothes, making the flames in his heart burn even higher.

The little girl was even deliberately mimicking his expression.

Do you like it?

The Crown Prince quietly stood behind Fang Ruotang and whispered in her ear, as if he were holding her in his arms.

Fang Ruotang turned her head away and said, "Why can't I exude an aura? This is not what I imagined."

The little girl's innocent appearance made the already restless prince even more eager to eat.

Without any further hesitation, he raised his hand to hold Fang Ruotang's neck, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her directly.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"

Fang Ruotang's eyes snapped open, and she immediately began to struggle in resistance.

The prince wrapped his other arm around the girl's waist, pressing her body completely against his, the two pressed tightly together.

"Clothes, clothes, wrinkled."

Fang Ruotang twisted her face back and forth, and it took her a while to finally utter a few words.

The crown prince gave a soft, nasal hum: "It's alright."

After saying that, he picked the person up and pressed them onto the bed.

Fang Ruotang kicked the Crown Prince's shin with her small foot, eliciting a low, suppressed laugh from him.

"You pervert, my clothes are all wrinkled, you have to pay for it."

"Okay, I'll make it up to you, but you have to be a good girl now, okay? I miss you, don't you?"

Fang Ruotang stared at the Crown Prince's mouth with a stern face, gave a couple of soft snorts, and raised her chin, "Just a little bit!"

The prince received a satisfactory answer, which fueled his enthusiasm even more, and the end result was that he showered the person with affection.

...

Fang Ruotang sat on the bed in disheveled clothes, her inner garments open, looking as if they might reveal the beautiful scenery beneath at any moment.

She held the newly acquired imperial advisor's court robes with tears in her eyes.

"Waaaaah, it's all wrinkled up like this, I can't wear it anymore, Crown Prince, you're so mean."

The crown prince awkwardly averted his gaze for a moment, then pulled the person into his arms.

After Fang Ruotang finished enjoying herself, she pulled up her pants and refused to admit it. She was really angry. Like an eel, she burrowed into the Crown Prince's arms and refused to be held properly.

"It's alright, I'll have someone take it and tidy it up."

"Wouldn't that mean everyone would know what we've done?"

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