Xie Zhichen's lips have fully recovered, and this is to celebrate this happy occasion.

Xie Yizhi specially ordered all the servants of the Prince Yi's Mansion to take a day off, and also set up a banquet at Zuiyue Tower, inviting his longtime friend Xiao Lingchuan to celebrate together.

Just two days ago, Xiao Yunwei returned to the capital from Jiangnan, and she even brought a letter to Jiang Luoluo.

After learning about this, Jiang Luoluo invited Xiao Yunwei to a small gathering at Zuiyue Tower.

Dingdang has become increasingly familiar with Mofeng and Moyang, and today she doesn't need them to serve her.

Xie Yizhi specially ordered a banquet for the three of them in the next private room so that they could relax for a while.

The colorful archway and gate of Zuiyue Tower stand tall in front of the tower, and the shouts of vendors along the street fill the air. The place is bustling with activity, and the streets and alleys are decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, creating a strong festive atmosphere.

Today happened to be Xiao Lingchuan's day off. He wore a light purple robe with delicate cloud patterns embroidered on the folded edges, which made him look handsome and dashing, with every move exuding elegance.

After leaving the palace, he went straight to Zuiyue Tower. Xie Yizhi was already waiting for him in a private room, sitting alone by the window.

Xiao Lingchuan pushed open the door and entered, and the first thing he saw was that familiar tall and slender figure.

Xie Yizhi sat upright in a chair by the window, his posture relaxed, his brows and eyes cold and deep, like a lone pine tree standing in the snow, forming a stark contrast with the bustling crowd outside the window.

It was a rare moment for him to step away from the power struggles and quietly enjoy this leisure and tranquility.

Xiao Lingchuan raised the corner of his mouth and said in a slightly joking tone, "Yizhi, are you sitting here so comfortably waiting for me, or for my sister?"

Xie Yizhi glanced at Xiao Lingchuan sideways, his tone unusually relaxed: "Wait for your second sister, your younger sister, and your eldest nephew."

Xiao Lingchuan rubbed his hands together, staring at Xie Yizhi with a suspicious look: "When did you become so close to my second sister?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and a look of anticipation appeared on his face: "My eldest nephew will be coming today too? Don't you usually not bring him out to meet people?"

Xie Yizhi lifted his eyelids slightly, his tone calm, with a rare hint of teasing: "It's not me, it's Luo Luo! Your second sister now treats Luo Luo like her own younger sister."

But you, her own brother, have probably long since lost your place in her heart.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Lingchuan was taken aback for a moment, then his smile widened: "You mean, the younger sister my second sister recognized is Luo Luo?"

Xie Yizhi nodded slightly, leaned back lazily in his chair, and a smile appeared between his brows.

Xiao Lingchuan seemed to have discovered something, and immediately moved closer to Xie Yizhi, his eyes full of teasing and gossip, and asked in a sly tone: "Hurry up and tell me honestly, how far have you and Luo Luo progressed?"

Last time I saw you, you addressed me so formally as "Miss Jiang," how come you've changed your address so quickly and are now calling me "Luo Luo" so affectionately, just like I am?

After Xiao Lingchuan finished speaking, he deliberately raised his eyebrows, looking on with a mocking expression, waiting to see a good show.

To everyone's surprise, Xie Yizhi slightly curled the corners of his mouth, his eyes filled with a rare sense of pride and smugness, like a child who had just received candy, and boasted, "She has already agreed to be my queen."

Xiao Lingchuan's eyes widened, his jaw almost dropping. "So fast?"

Xie Yizhi's lips curled up slightly, his expression full of smugness, "Of course!"

Xiao Lingchuan was pacing back and forth in front of Xie Yizhi, unaware that Xie Yizhi's gaze suddenly fixed on the purple sachet at his waist, like a hawk's.

Suddenly, Xie Yizhi sat up straight, his long, strong hand reaching out cleanly and swiftly to snatch the sachet from Xiao Lingchuan's belt.

"Hey, Yizhi, what are you doing!" Xiao Lingchuan exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly reached out to protect his belt, which was almost torn off by Xie Yizhi.

Xie Yizhi ignored him and examined the sachet carefully with a cold face.

The sachet was embroidered with a single winter plum blossom blooming in the snow. The needlework was delicate and smooth, and the stitches were exactly the same as those on the sachet he always carried.

The gentle expression on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a chilling aura. His voice was low and icy: "Where did you come from?"

Xiao Lingchuan was taken aback by his sudden action and subconsciously replied, "My second sister gave it to me. She sells them in her shop. It's a sachet to ward off evil spirits and bring good fortune. She told me to carry it with me at all times."

As he spoke, he leaned closer, staring suspiciously at Xie Yizhi's face. "What, you want it too?"

Seeing Xie Yizhi remain silent, Xiao Lingchuan laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, I'll talk to my second sister another day and pick out an even better one for you, the one that's one of a kind."

To everyone's surprise, Xie Yizhi, with a cold face, took out another sachet from his clothes, which was the very one Jiang Luoluo had given him.

He clutched the sachet, grinding his back teeth, a hint of resentment flickering in his eyes. Jiang Luoluo, that woman, really is a jerk.

She actually hid a sachet she bought in her cloak and gave it to him, making him think that Jiang Luoluo had specially embroidered it for him.

She was being insincere in comforting him; even when giving him a gift, she was so insincere. Did she have any sincerity at all?

Xiao Lingchuan took a closer look and saw that the two sachets were almost identical. Then he looked at Xie Yizhi's complicated expression.

It looked like it was furious, yet also like it was protecting its food; suddenly, it dawned on me.

Xiao Lingchuan burst into laughter, almost unable to straighten up: "Hahaha! Xie Yizhi, you've finally met your match!"

Xie Yizhi's face was icy cold, his brows furrowed tightly, a far cry from his previous smug and boastful demeanor.

In this relaxed yet somewhat awkward atmosphere, Jiang Luoluo, holding Xie Zhichen and Xiao Yunwei's hands, entered Zuiyue Tower with a beaming smile and walked towards them.

Just as Xiao Lingchuan was laughing heartily, Xie Yizhi raised his foot and kicked Xiao Lingchuan hard in the buttocks.

Xiao Lingchuan rubbed his sore bottom and quickly dodged to the side. He was both angry and amused. The more unrestrained his laughter was, the colder Xie Yizhi's face became.

"Knock knock knock!" There was a knock on the door, and a clear, melodious female voice came from outside, "Your Highness, we have arrived."

Xiao Lingchuan quickly covered his bright white teeth as he smiled. Xie Yizhi got up, intending to open the door again.

She glanced at Xiao Lingchuan as a warning, and Xiao Lingchuan nodded, but his shoulders still trembled uncontrollably from laughing.

"Your Highness!"

"Your Highness!"

"Father!"

Jiang Luoluo, Xiao Yunwei, and Xie Zhichen greeted each other in unison.

Xie Yizhi composed himself, his expression turning icy cold. He nodded slightly and responded calmly.

Xiao Lingchuan coughed lightly, suppressing the smile on his lips and regaining a more serious demeanor.

"uncle!"

Xie Zhichen called out in a childish voice and pounced on Xiao Lingchuan with his short legs.

Xiao Lingchuan picked him up and examined him closely. When his gaze fell on those little lips, he suddenly froze.

“These lips…” He stared at Xie Zhichen in disbelief, then turned to Xie Yizhi, “Yizhi, Zhichen’s lips?”