Liu Zhiyi wore a soft and light peach pink collared gauze dress with a simple peach blossom embroidered on each side of the collar, and a pearl-colored pleated skirt underneath.

Walking out of the house against the light.

A few rays of setting sun hit her shoulders from behind, covering her whole body with a halo, making her look like a fairy and hazy like smoke.

The silky and soft material covered the back of her smooth white hands, and her fingertips were round and pink.

Pu raised his head and met a pair of warm eyes.

The man has a tall and straight figure, with full and smooth muscle lines, like bamboo and pine.

Liu Zhiyi never expected that his master had such a handsome and youthful face, and his eyes revealed the majesty of a superior.

"Miss Liu, this is our master. Today, you just follow behind him and follow his orders."

The butler came forward and whispered instructions.

Liu Zhiyi nodded carefully, his eyes once again skipping over the butler and staring at a noble man not far away.

For some reason, this man always gave her an overly familiar feeling, as if she had seen him somewhere before.

She took lotus steps forward and bowed to the man.

"This servant greets the master, may the master be blessed."

The man nodded slightly, turned and walked towards the gate. Soon, the curtain of the car was lifted up and then fell down.

"Miss, please sit on it too." The housekeeper reminded Liu Zhiyi.

Just as Liu Zhiyi stepped on the footstool and reached the shaft of the carriage, the curtain was lifted from the inside, and their eyes met unexpectedly.

One is exploring, the other is calm and composed.

No one knew that for several days after Liu Zhiyi entered the mansion, Song Hanchuan just looked at her from afar and never dared to get close.

From the moment we met until now, his body has been stiff and every nerve in his body is tense.

At this moment, they looked at each other with indifferent expressions.

But only he himself knew that the hand hidden behind his back had already been clenched into a fist.

"Thanks."

Liu Zhiyi said this out of habit.

She entered the carriage and found a seat farther away from the man.

The man withdrew his hand and the curtain fell.

The carriage started slowly, and Song Hanchuan sat upright, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead due to nervousness.

He would steal glances at Liu Zhiyi from time to time, feeling a little conflicted. He was afraid that she would find clues and recognize him, but he was also secretly looking forward to recognizing her.

At least, when he was Song Hanchuan, she would not be so distant from him.

But she was afraid, so she ran away silently again.

The wheels were rolling, and just as he was still daydreaming, the carriage had arrived.

"Master, we're here."

While Song Hanchuan breathed a sigh of relief, he also felt a little lost in his heart.

He looked at her with complicated eyes. She only had Shen Ningzhu in her mind. She just buried her head all the way, and no one knew what she was thinking about.

Perhaps in her heart, the person next to her is just a stepping stone for her to enter the circle of power and wealth.

It doesn’t matter who he is. What matters most is that he can take her to today’s banquet.

"Master, be careful. I will help you."

Liu Zhiyi regained his composure, got off the carriage first, and waited by the side to support Song Hanchuan.

I thought about it all the way, but I couldn't figure out who took Chen Ningzhu away.

Liu Zhiyi was anxious, but he didn't dare to delay his work. He could only cheer up and do his part well.

Otherwise, the other party will think that she is tactless and cannot take care of others. What should she do if she is not taken out next time?

Song Hanchuan's eyes trembled slightly.

Normally, he never needed anyone's help when getting off the carriage, but today, for the first time, he put his hand on Liu Zhiyi's fingertips and helped her get off the carriage.

The servant handed over the invitation to the banquet, and soon, Song Hanchuan was respectfully welcomed in by the doorman.

At the same time, Chen Ningzhu was already at the banquet, sitting next to Prince Chen. Before getting off the carriage, Jiang Yanche casually took out a white veil and asked her to put it on.

She was also afraid of meeting Jiang Xuanyan, so she didn't refuse.

The noble ladies at the scene cast their gazes on Chen Ningzhu intentionally or unintentionally.

There is no other reason.

Prince Chen is the Queen's only son, so naturally he has a noble status and is favored by the Queen.

But the bad thing is that Jiang Xuanyan is the son of a concubine adopted by the late queen.

In this way, both of them are legitimate sons, and Jiang Xuanyan is the eldest, and his status is more noble than Jiang Yanche.

Before the late queen died, she mobilized the entire family to help Jiang Xuanyan become the crown prince.

Jiang Xuanyan was also quite capable. At a young age, he showed extraordinary talent and courage, and was tough and decisive in killing.

Not only did he rapidly develop his power and secure his position as crown prince, but he also forced the old emperor to rely on him.

He even planned early on to drive Jiang Yanche, who posed a threat to him, to his fiefdom in Jiangnan.

After that, all the princes and princesses of the royal family were either crippled or died young. Now, the entire court is almost ruled by him.

The lofty throne was within his grasp.

The old emperor was in his prime, so how could he be willing to be a puppet? So, without telling Jiang Xuanyan, he issued a secret order to summon Jiang Yanche to the capital. Everyone knew what his intention was.

Therefore, although the capital city seems calm, there are actually undercurrents, and various forces are waiting and watching.

Shen Ningzhu had also heard rumors about all this recently.

This is also the reason why she wanted to leave immediately.

In this world, it doesn’t matter to her who sits in that position, as long as she has a place to stay.

Just as I was thinking this, trouble came knocking.

Jiang Qingyi was dressed like a beautiful flower in the world, and she walked towards their location with Shen Ningxue.

"Ache is here too?"

Jiang Qingyi smiled familiarly and greeted gently.

Shen Ningxue, who was standing beside her, glanced at Jiang Yanche secretly, then immediately looked away shyly, a blush on her cheeks.

"Xue'er greets His Royal Highness Prince Chen. May His Royal Highness be blessed with good health."

Shen Ningzhu froze while stuffing the fruit into her mouth, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch.

This Shen Ningxue actually showed a look of a young girl in love towards Jiang Yanche?

Warriors, she expressed her admiration.

You are really too young. Don’t you realize that Jiang Yanche is a wolf in gentle sheep’s clothing?

"Wolf" is considered a nice word. If she were to say, that man is a yandere and a stinky pervert.

But thinking back, I can't blame her for being wrong.

It's really that this bastard is so good at acting and pretending that even she herself used to think that he was just an innocent and shy little boy!

Alas, the past is too painful to recall.

I wonder how Xiaoyi is doing? Thinking of this, the snack in my hand lost its charm.

He raised his hand and put it back into the jade dish, poured himself a glass of wine, and took a small sip to moisten his throat.

Jiang Yanche smiled faintly and nodded as a greeting.

Jiang Qingyi's warm welcome was met with a cold shoulder, and she felt a little embarrassed. For a moment, she cast her gaze on Chen Ningzhu.

"Whose daughter is this? Why is she wearing a veil in such hot weather?"

Jiang Yanche raised his sword-like eyebrows slightly, turned his head to look at Chen Ningzhu, his expression revealing loneliness and profound meaning.

"She—"