After changing her clothes, Heyue went to the front flower hall.

When they arrived, they found neither their father nor mother there; only the thirteenth prince was sitting alone in the flower hall drinking tea.

When the Thirteenth Prince saw her, he stood up happily and walked up to her, smiling brightly: "I've come to see you today."

"Is something the matter?" He Yue looked up at him, her face full of confusion.

"There's a place I want to take you to." The Thirteenth Prince's face was full of undisguised smiles.

He Yue didn't understand why he was so happy, so she nodded and followed him out of the mansion.

Upon arrival, the Thirteenth Prince dismounted from the carriage first, then went to help Heyue down.

Heyue glared at him and then jumped down herself.

Then his gaze fell upon the large mansion in front of him.

Turning around, her questioning gaze met the thirteenth prince's bright, joyful eyes, and a sudden flash of inspiration struck her.

"Is this your residence?"

The Thirteenth Prince smiled brightly and nodded: "The Imperial Household Department was just built this year, and I can move out of the palace next year."

Having a residence signifies that the prince has come of age, no wonder he is so happy today.

He Yue was genuinely happy for him, but also felt a little emotional.

In the blink of an eye, that crybaby boy has grown up. He has grown much taller over the years, a head taller than Heyue. Heyue has to look up to see him clearly. His face has also lost the boy's childishness and willfulness, and gained the dashing and handsome features of a young man.

"Then congratulations!" Heyue congratulated him without hesitation, her smile as warm as the setting sun, which warmed the heart of the Thirteenth Prince.

"What's more important is that I now have my own residence." The Thirteenth Prince paused, then slowly spoke, his gaze fixed on the beautiful young woman before him, who now possessed a more youthful charm, his smile growing even gentler.

Huh? He Yue looked at him with a puzzled expression, tilting her head in a daze.

The young man continued, his voice gentle: "Next spring I will marry a concubine, and after marrying her I will become an adult..."

Yue didn't hear what was said after that, but suddenly looked at the boy in front of her, who couldn't help but show joy, in a daze.

Yes, having a mansion would allow her to get married; she had almost forgotten that.

So that's why he's so happy?

A faint smile appeared on her lips as He Yue interrupted him, "Congratulations."

Her voice was very soft, her smile grew wider, and her eyes seemed to hold starlight.

The Thirteenth Prince looked at her with a puzzled expression. For some reason, although the girl in front of him was smiling, he felt that he was very far away from her, so far that it made him feel uneasy.

He frowned, remembering what he was about to say, and for a moment forgot about the strangeness.

He stood somewhat awkwardly in front of her, his hands clenched into fists, his eyes flickering, and his cheeks slightly flushed: "There's something I want to tell you. Are you feeling better?"

He Yue nodded casually, suddenly losing interest in standing there.

She didn't know why, but suddenly felt a tightness in her chest.

It was as if something that they thought belonged to them had been stolen.

She smiled. What a strange idea.

She doesn't belong to this world; she's just an imposter. What here truly belongs to her?

Wasn't her original goal to find her sister and then help those whose fates were intertwined with hers to change their destinies?

The boy in front of me was still speaking: "That day, I was so glad it wasn't you. Suddenly, I felt a little scared. What if it happens again..."

Before he could finish speaking, He Yue interrupted him, "Oh, I have something to do, so I'll head back first."

After saying that, she ignored the thirteenth prince, walked around him, and got into the carriage.

The thirteenth prince was stunned for a moment, scratched his head, and then got into the carriage.

Looking at the girl resting with her eyes closed inside the carriage, he was somewhat puzzled.

"Are you... are you feeling unwell?" he asked worriedly, noticing her pale complexion.

Heyue opened her eyes and smiled faintly: "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired. Congratulations on your marriage. From now on, you'll be an adult and can work with the Fourth Prince."

Seeing her smiling as usual, the Thirteenth Prince sensed something was amiss but couldn't quite put his finger on it. Hearing her words, he smiled happily again: "Yes, from now on I'll be able to go on missions with Fourth Brother. This is something I've been looking forward to for a long time, and more importantly..."

Before he could finish speaking, the girl, who had just been smiling, closed her eyes again, leaned her head against the carriage wall, and had no choice but to swallow the rest of her words.

The girl's skin was as white as jade, crystal clear, with a pinkish tinge. Her long eyelashes trembled gently like small fans, exuding a playful charm and casting a faint shadow under her eyelids.

Her delicate, petal-like lips parted slightly, opening and closing with her breath, revealing a girl's charming innocence.

The Thirteenth Prince chuckled softly, carefully reaching out to touch those trembling eyelashes, his eyes sparkling with starlight and tenderness.

Just as he was about to touch her, the Thirteenth Prince quickly withdrew his hand, rested his elbows on his knees, and gazed at her sleeping face with a smile, supporting his chin with both hands.

"When will you grow up?" After a long while, the Thirteenth Prince sighed softly, a hint of regret showing on his face.

Soon, the carriage returned to the residence of the Minister of War.

Heyue opened her eyes at the right moment, glanced out the car window, and turned back to bid farewell to the Thirteenth Prince: "I'm going back."

Without waiting for the thirteenth prince to say anything, she lifted the curtain and jumped off the carriage.

The thirteenth prince opened his mouth, then closed it again, completely baffled.

Why does it feel like...she seems angry?

The thirteenth prince scratched his head, then thought it was impossible, so he didn't think about it any further.

My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!