Yu Wan also glanced at her younger brother Yu Ya, and couldn't help but smile and shook her head. Hua Yihen of Huazhou was famous at a young age, and her younger brother was far behind him.

Everyone else looked around, but her brother was only thinking about Prince Xiao.

Later, it was proved that Yuya was not thinking about the wrong person.

Emperor Xiao of Lizhou held a grand banquet, and people from Yuzhou and Huazhou came, and they were all people of noble status. Although Xuezhou Kingdom never liked to participate in these banquets, it usually sent people to send some gifts to show its gratitude, but this time was different.

Prince Yuya of Yuzhou, Princess Qingluo, and Prince Hua Yihen of Huazhou are not ordinary people. If Xuezhou Kingdom sends a person of no importance here, it will not only show contempt for Lizhou Kingdom, but also for Yuzhou and Huazhou.

Therefore, the people who came to congratulate Selangor this year were not simple people.

There is a saying that there is a saint in Selangor. Because of the heavy snow every year, the whole country is covered in white.

But if it snowed day and night in Selangor, the people would have a hard time making a living. Their crops would have frozen to death, and what would they have to eat? Therefore, a saintly woman, pure in body and soul, would be needed to pray to the heavens for the people of Selangor, asking them to have a chance of survival.

The saint really looked like a saint. She was wearing a white gauze dress that gave her an ethereal air. Her black hair was tied up high with a white satin ribbon. She wore a white gauze scarf on her face, revealing a pair of eyes as quiet as water. Those eyes were unspeakably peaceful, as if they were indifferent to everything in the world.

Her name is Ling Fei. She is the current Holy Maiden of Xuezhou Kingdom and is only fifteen years old this year.

The two women standing behind Ling Fei were also dressed in white, with their faces covered by white sand, but their eyes and the temperament they exuded were completely different from Ling Fei.

Ling Fei had been looking indifferent until her eyes caught sight of the perfect couple sitting diagonally opposite her, and there seemed to be a slight fluctuation in her eyes.

Sitting diagonally opposite Ling Fei were a man and a woman.

The man was wearing a long robe made of purple brocade, his hair was tied up in a crown, revealing his full forehead. His facial features were as delicate as sculptures, with clear contours but not sharp. Especially when he looked at the woman beside him, he had a doting smile on his face, which made people envy the woman beside him.

But the appearance of that woman made people shocked, not for anything else, but because she was really stunning, with bright eyes, white teeth, graceful glance, skin as white as snow, and natural bones, just like the Queen Mother of the West.

It's just strange that this woman is so beautiful, but she has no temperament at all. She lowers her head slightly, as if she is trying her best to reduce her presence.

This man and woman were none other than Luo Ling, the son of the Luo family, and his wife Ling Ran.

Ling Fei's eyes were always on Ling Ran, and she was reluctant to leave. This was her sister who gave up a bright future for a man. At that time, she didn't understand why her sister was willing to suffer the pain of having her soul crippled and leave the family with a man she had known for less than half a year. But now, she understood. The smile on her sister's face was so happy, it was so dazzling that she had never seen before.

Ling Ran seemed to notice Ling Fei's gaze, looked up, and their eyes met.

The moment Ling Ran saw Ling Fei, he was slightly stunned. He opened his lips, but closed them weakly, and a hint of guilt flashed in his eyes.

In the end, the communication between the sisters ended with a smile at each other.

There were many people in Zhaosheng Palace. At that time, the Imperial Censor Liu had not yet rebelled and still had a place in Zhaosheng Palace. His daughter Liu Huan was still the noble lady that rich young men were vying to marry.

The powerful Prime Minister Yuan was still in the palace, sitting next to Yuya and Yuwan with his wife Liang and only son Yuanqin.

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