He didn't even notice Jia'er when she arrived, still staring blankly at the tender buds sprouting from the branches.

"This is the new younger brother?"

A child's innocent voice reached his ears. Wen Su looked up and saw a pair of dark eyes staring straight at him, filled with innocence and elegance. Clearly, she was the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's mansion.

Wen Su knew she was only there to borrow a reputation and didn't intend to have any close ties with the Prime Minister's residence.

"May you be well, Miss."

He gave a perfunctory bow.

A vibrant silk brocade robe of the finest quality accentuated the man's ethereal elegance, making him appear as ethereal as mist.

Her slightly drooping eyelashes gave her a cool and aloof air.

Is this the man she likes? Ling, hidden in the shadows, unconsciously clenched her fist.

What's so good about being so weak and frail?

Just an empty shell?

ridiculous

Jia'er noticed that her new brother was a bit aloof, but compared to Reiichi, he was still better off.

"How about I accompany you for a few strolls around the mansion?"

Jia'er raised her little face and looked at the man in front of her with a calm expression, quite curious.

In the mansion, apart from Ling Yi who dared to treat her badly, everyone else fawned over her.

"Miss Xie, but I'm a little tired."

Wen Su lowered her head

“Boring,” Jia’er’s eyes flashed, “But… since you’re my brother, you’ll have to play with me to your heart’s content!”

The child's rudeness and tantrums are vividly portrayed at this moment.

Jia'er grabbed his wrist immediately, "Come on, let's go to the orchard to pick fruit."

"This year's peaches are growing very well."

Upon hearing this, Wen Su dared not struggle forcefully and could only compromise.

The other side stared blankly, making no move.

Following the quirky Jia'er, we arrived at the orchard behind the Prime Minister's residence.

Looking at the enormous place, Wen Su was somewhat shocked. Her eyes fell on the lush, leafy branches covered with plump, juicy peaches.

There were servants watching over them, and Jia'er was seen with the newly appointed second young master.

The servants put down the melon ladle they were holding and knelt down before them.

"Young Miss, may the Second Young Master be well."

They kept their heads down and waited quietly for their masters' orders.

Wen Su was still a little unaccustomed to it, but Jia'er was not surprised at all.

"I'm going to pick peaches today!" Jia'er looked at the plump, round peaches with great interest, feeling her mouth water.

"Miss, the Prime Minister said that you can only pick grapes."

This orchard has everything; the Prime Minister went to great lengths to bring back the master craftsman.

The Prime Minister had sternly and stingily reminded them that they must not let the young lady ruin the orchard.

He did have some idea about the young lady's terrible temperament.

"What's so great about picking grapes?" she asked. "Grapes aren't even as tasty as peaches, why should she bother picking them?"

Seeing Jia'er's furrowed brows, Wen Su couldn't help but smile slightly, "Miss, perhaps we shouldn't make things difficult for them."

The servant breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

They were afraid they wouldn't be able to stop the young lady.

"Fine, they just listen to my mother."

Jia'er frowned, glanced at the peaches hanging high on the branches with a sense of frustration, and could only sigh.

Let's go look around somewhere else.

I'm furious. Sooner or later, all these things will belong to her.

"Hmph ╯^╰"

He turned away haughtily, without a trace of regret.

In the end, Wen Su took her to fly a kite. When Dou Shiliu couldn't stand the loneliness and came to find him, he saw that Wen Su was actually flying a kite with a little kid!

This...this is simply...

She hasn't even flown a kite with the cannon fodder yet, okay?

Someone went over, picked a leaf from a tree branch, and threw it towards the kite.

With a whoosh, the kite string snapped.

"Huh... why did it break?"

Jia'er paused for a few seconds, then scurried over to pick up the fallen kite, looking at it from left to right.

"This thread is really flimsy!"

As Wen Su was about to go over after hearing Jia'er mutter a few words, she felt her waist being embraced and a familiar scent wafted over her.

"Your Highness?"

Wen Su's eyes flashed with surprise as she turned to look at her.

"Are you happy?"

Wen Su nodded, "It's been a long time since I've played like this."

His memory was filled with the fear that the madam would sell him out, and that one wrong move could lead to his utter ruin.

But... now that he has her, he can finally relax and have peace of mind.

Wen Su's eyes held a warm stardust that illuminated Dou Shiliu.

"May Your Highness be well."

Jia'er threw down the broken kite in her hand and gave Dou Shiliu a crooked bow.

"Um"

Dou Shiliu nodded, then took Wen Su's hand and prepared to leave.

But a figure blocked their way.

Dou Shiliu glanced at him indifferently, then said, "..."

Can you tell me why?

His deep, husky voice carried a unique charm.

Ling looked at the man who was at her side with resentment. Why had she chosen such a person as her rightful husband?

"One!" Jia'er interrupted, giving them a bear hug.

"Your Highness, take your second brother and leave. This other one often acts like this."

For a mere bodyguard to speak to a prince like that is simply suicidal.

Jia'er looked at Ling Yi with a hint of panic in her eyes, unable to understand why he would commit such a heinous act.

Wen Su sensed the man's jealousy and resentment. Why him? He didn't know either. What had the Prince seen in him that made him stand out?

However, that's the result; there's no reason why.

His hand involuntarily tightened its grip on Dou Shiliu.

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