Originally, it was to give face to the Empress Dowager and the Emperor by attending Princess Zhaoping's wedding banquet.

As a result, the wedding banquet turned into Ji Fengyao's product launch.

The men: "..."

Fortunately, everyone's wives accepted the return gifts and happily participated in the event;

The saying goes that the law does not punish the masses, so even if the Empress Dowager and the Emperor were displeased, they could not blame either of them.

Return to Xiangguan.

Song Huiru was carried in through the side gate of the Prince's Mansion in a small sedan chair.

Looking at the rather elegant furnishings inside the Huixiang Pavilion, which were no less impressive than her own private quarters in the Song family mansion, Song Huiru nodded in satisfaction.

She thought to herself: The Ninth Prince's Mansion is indeed the Ninth Prince's Mansion. Even a concubine who doesn't care about her can be given such a good courtyard. It's much better than she expected. No wonder they are royals.

Chunxing brought in water from outside, and while tidying up her own clean handkerchief, she said with a hint of unease, "Madam, I heard that this courtyard used to be inhabited by someone else. Later, that master disappeared without a trace, and I don't know if he was gone or if he was..."

"Tch, what nonsense are you spouting on such a joyous occasion? Don't you know any manners?" Chunxing was interrupted by Chuntao before she could finish her sentence.

Chunxing then realized she had said the wrong thing, quickly turned her head to the side, lightly slapped herself a few times, and muttered a few curses under her breath.

Song Huiru didn't mind these things and said calmly, "It's alright. After you help me wash and change, hurry up and tidy up the room. The prince will most likely come over tonight."

"Yes, madam."

Upon hearing this, Chuntao and Chunxing quickly and efficiently helped her wash and change her clothes.

Song Huiru was born with almond-shaped eyes and peach-blossom cheeks; she was a classically beautiful woman in the making.

In addition, her skin was naturally fair, and she was a beautiful young woman of sixteen or seventeen with a figure that had just begun to blossom into a graceful and exquisite young woman. She was truly pleasing to the eye and impeccable.

She knows very well where her strengths lie.

After washing up, she chose a beige fitted jacket with velvet trim, and a white cloak with crimson plum blossoms on top. She styled her hair in a gentle half-moon bun, with only a pearl flower and a gold hairpin within the prescribed style.

This outfit is not flashy, yet it perfectly accentuates her fair complexion and makes her appear gentle and approachable.

Song Huiru looked at herself in the mirror for a moment, feeling sorry for herself. She was confident that this appearance would leave a good impression on the Ninth Prince. Only then did she take out her own brush, ink, paper and inkstone and calmly write and draw.

She didn't expect that note to help her win over the Ninth Prince.

After all, in her previous life, the Ninth Prince was a legendary, unattainable, and extraordinary man.

She needed to gradually pique the Ninth Prince's curiosity and win his favor;

Finally, she won his heart.

Spring Trace Pavilion.

As soon as Qian Yingying was carried in, she started clamoring to take a bath and change her clothes.

Then, he rolled onto the bed and fell asleep.

Wan Yan, the maid sent by the Second Prince Shang Nan Jue to stay by her side, looked at Qian Yingying, who was sprawled on the bed like a limp rag doll, and was speechless: "Madam, it's still early. If you sleep now, what if the Prince comes over later..."

"You can rest assured, there's a bandit and a legitimate princess keeping things under control above, so the prince won't be able to come here today." Qian Yingying rolled around in her blanket, humming comfortably.

Even if the prince doesn't come, you still have to put on a show for others.

This is the Prince's residence, and the Ninth Prince is watching every corner. This is not your Qian family's place!

If those spies tell the Ninth Prince about your lazy appearance, and he has a bad first impression of you, how will you compete for his favor in the future?!