After the mother and son talked for a while, Lanqin let Hongli go to rest. She lay on the bed fully clothed, but did not fall asleep.

"Master, what are you worried about?" Baoqin asked. She was now Lanqin's most trusted head maid, and together with Yuxiao, they were responsible for all the big and small matters concerning Lanqin. The other maids were all under their command.

"You figured it out?" Lanqin asked, blinking her eyes. How could someone have seen through her feelings so easily? But it's not surprising. Baoqin has been serving her for five or six years, so naturally she knows her feelings better than anyone else.

"Besides Miss Fucha, it seems that Master has also taken a fancy to Miss Ulanara. But Master, she is the Fujin's niece. If she really marries our Fourth Prince, wouldn't she become the Fujin's mole?" Baoqin asked Lanqin, puzzled.

"Yes, you're right. Alright, fate is predetermined. There's no use in worrying about it." Lanqin sighed, then had Baoqin take off her clothes and went to sleep.

The sky outside grew increasingly gloomy, and before we knew it, tiny snowflakes began to fall from the sky, like an unexpected gift, bringing a delightful surprise.

"Princess, it's snowing outside!" A'Luo stood at the window, looking at the fine snowflakes falling outside, and said to Xueying on the bed.

Xueying was sitting on the bed, nestled under the covers reading a book. In her slender, white hands, she held a book titled "Compendium of Materia Medica".

"It's already the twelfth lunar month, so it's natural for it to snow. Why are you making such a fuss?" Xueying turned her head away and looked at A'luo's back through the bed curtains.

"This snow is so beautiful. It doesn't even melt when it falls on the tree branches. It's so dense and thick," said A'Luo.

“It’s cold, so it won’t melt. But admiring plum blossoms in the snow is quite interesting. A’Luo, help me change my clothes.” Xueying put down the book in her hand and sat up straight.

“Princess, I remember you have a bright pink qipao with white plum blossoms on it. Why don’t you wear that? I think you’re dressed too plainly today,” A’luo said. “White snow with red clothes has a unique charm. I’ll also add a red tassel hairpin for you, and you’ll look even better.”

“Since you’ve made the decision for me, I’ll go along with it,” Xueying said.

When A'Luo brought the clothes for Xueying to change into, her temperament was indeed extraordinary. Because of her fair complexion, wearing this red dress, she looked like a red plum fairy drifting down from the snow, outstanding and aloof, fragrant and lingering.

"Princess, you look so beautiful!" A'Luo said, holding Xueying's hands and spinning her around.

"Comb your hair with me, I can't wait to see the plum blossoms," Xueying said with a charming smile.

A'Luo nodded quickly and began to comb and style Xueying's hair. In no time, a beautiful double bun was finished. A'Luo only adorned the sides with a few gauze flowers, giving it a serene and tranquil look. A'Luo then took out a beautiful and vibrant red tassel hairpin from her jewelry box and tucked it behind Xueying's ear.

"Princess is so beautiful!" A'luo exclaimed, looking at the person in the ancient mirror.

“Isn’t Fucha Mingyu beautiful too? Beauty is just superficial for a woman; to gain more, one must rely on one’s mind,” Xueying said, staring at her own face. She had always known she was beautiful, so she was determined to use her unparalleled beauty to find the man she most wanted to marry.