They looked at each other quietly, their outward appearances calm, but their hearts were in turmoil.

After a while, Sang Qing sniffed and smiled broadly.

"But I'm still very grateful to Uncle for bringing me to this wonderland!" She imitated Nie Xin's actions earlier, reached out and caught a firefly, held it in her palm and looked at it for a while, her face filled with a happy smile.

Then she released the fireflies, and swarms of fireflies danced in the night sky, connecting with the stars, creating a breathtaking scene.

Sang Qing ran and jumped forward to chase the fireflies. With a wave of her hand, the fireflies scattered, and her cheerful laughter echoed in the beautiful night.

She glanced back at Nie Xin, her gaze filled with longing.

As he just mentioned, the two-winged fireflies in this rainforest are unique in the world.

And he was irreplaceable in her heart.

...

Jiang Can rested her chin on her hands, sighing as she stared at the invitation on the table. The familiar gold-embossed design on the cover gave her a headache.

Huo Zhixing sat down next to her and gently massaged her shoulders. "Wife, what happened?"

Jiang Can showed him the invitation.

To celebrate the flower festival, the royal family invited celebrities from all walks of life to the palace to enjoy the flowers, which was also a way to strengthen relationships.

As a major taxpayer in Southeast Asia, the Yin family was naturally among those invited.

“The Flower Festival has always only invited women, and the royal family members who attend are usually the queen or princess,” Jiang Can said softly. “But the old king has no children, so this event has been entrusted entirely to Heya.”

Huo Zhixing understood; she didn't want to have anything to do with He Ya anymore.

“Once she sees you, she’ll inevitably ask about Nie Xin.” He put his arm around her shoulder. “But I know that people in Southeast Asia value the Flower Festival very much. If you refuse her invitation at this crucial moment, she might cause you even more trouble later.”

This idea coincided with Jiang Can's.

"So, you agree that I should go?"

Huo Zhixing smiled, took a wisp of her long hair with one hand, and twirled it between his fingers.

"Didn't my wife already make up her mind?"

Jiang Can also laughed; the couple were becoming more and more in sync.

"Go ahead and go, I'll try not to talk to her." She said softly, "Fortunately, I wasn't the only one there that day. In any case, Heya has to abide by royal rules, and she can't possibly ask me about men in public."

“Okay,” Huo Zhixing squeezed her hand, “Make sure your phone is set up in advance so you can notify me immediately if there’s any trouble.”

"What, you don't mean you're going to storm the palace for me?"

"Why not? She's a princess, and she's not someone to be trifled with. Do you think I, the young mistress of the Huo family, am someone to be trifled with?"

Jiang Can leaned against him, her two sweet dimples appearing as she smiled.

On the day of the banquet, she dressed up a little and went to the palace.

Perhaps because of the fine weather, the palace looked less majestic and more vibrant than when I last saw it at dusk.

The banquet was held in the most scenic South Garden, where exotic flowers and plants vied for attention.

Although he still doesn't particularly like these kinds of occasions, Jiang Can has become quite adept at handling them.

She was still breastfeeding and didn't dare drink alcohol, only having two sips of juice. However, because she hadn't fully recovered after giving birth, she went to the bathroom quite frequently.

This is the third time he has come out of the restroom in this short period of time.

Unexpectedly, after taking only a few steps, I was invited to Heya's table.

Jiang Can sat in her seat, her smile slightly forced.

“Everyone knows this Miss Yin, right?” He Ya raised her glass and smiled. “She is the daughter of the Yin family, but because of her past background, she used to live in Jiangzhou, so she has always been called Jiang Can.”

“However,” Heya smiled, a deep meaning flashing in her eyes, “although we haven’t known each other for long, we hit it off immediately, and I usually call her Can Can!”

The other people at the table were also daughters of wealthy families in Southeast Asia. Each of them smiled on the surface, but in reality, they rolled their eyes at Jiang Can countless times in their hearts.

Jiang Can's heart tightened as she met He Ya's provocative gaze.

The princess's public praise of her was actually a ploy to undermine her. Clearly, Heya, who grew up in the palace, was well-versed in this tactic. She deliberately said in front of others that she had a good relationship with her, using the jealousy of those wealthy heiresses to deal with her.

Jiang Can bit her lip; she really had no choice but to grit her teeth and accept this trap.

"So you are Miss Yin! I've often heard His Highness mention you!"

Jiang Can was startled and looked in the direction of the sharp voice.

That man was named Ou Qiao. The Ou Group controlled the tourism industry and was considered a prominent family in Southeast Asia.

Moreover, it seems that Ou is a distant relative of Heya. Ou visited the palace quite often, and every time he saw Heya, he would affectionately call her "cousin"...

Jiang Can took a deep breath and greeted him with a smile.

“Miss Yin,” Ou Qiao said with a smile, “Since His Highness considers you a friend and calls you Can Can, may I call you that too?”

"It doesn't matter," Jiang Can said calmly. "A name is just a label. Miss Ou can call me whatever she wants."

“Then I won’t stand on ceremony!” O’Cho raised an eyebrow and exchanged a glance with Hea.

"Hey, Can Can, I saw you running to the bathroom a lot earlier, are you feeling unwell?"

Jiang Can's expression changed, and she remained silent.

To be honest, she was a little embarrassed. It was probably due to her physical condition; she didn't recover as quickly after giving birth and always felt the urge to urinate.

She clearly didn't drink much, but she still kept running to the restroom.

This kind of unspeakable secret is not something I can easily reveal in front of others...

Just then, someone started a commotion: "I heard that women who have given birth can't hold it in..."

"Really!" Ou Qiao immediately chimed in, feigning ignorance as she looked at Jiang Can. "Can Can, really? No wonder you ran around so many times! Childbirth is truly tragic for women; once the child is born, the woman is no longer a woman!"

Jiang Can now understood that Ou Qiao was clearly up to no good and was in cahoots with He Ya.

She composed herself, smiled, and said, "Thank you for your concern, I'm not feeling unwell. However, I am a little puzzled. The Flower Festival is only once a year, and the royal favor is only granted once a year. Miss Ou, instead of chatting with His Highness, are you just staring at me to see if I've gone to the restroom?"

"you……"

"Miss Ou, really?" Jiang Can chuckled. "Could it be that in Miss Ou's heart, accompanying His Highness to admire the flowers and chat is less important than watching me go to the restroom? Miss Ou, do you... have such a hobby?"

Ou Qiao's face changed, and his whole body trembled slightly.

The other young ladies at the same table couldn't help but cover half their faces with their fans and let out low laughter.