Chapter 218
Landric instinctively showed a hint of disgust, which he quickly concealed.
The person inside Landric was also caught off guard and didn't react immediately.
He then quickly stepped forward and apologized in a low voice: "It was Your Highness who forgot, Celestia... Awu, can you forgive Your Highness this time?"
Ling Wu didn't continue to maintain her composure, but when she looked up, her eyes were a little moist, making her look incredibly pitiful.
Landric had observed many NPCs and knew their experiences, personalities, and backgrounds intimately. This was the first time he had made a mistake in such a detailed aspect.
This was also the first time that an NPC had left him at a loss.
Landric's deep affection for his sister also meant he had to gently coax her.
He breathed a sigh of relief and felt a sense of satisfaction as the moisture in the girl's eyes faded and a smile appeared on her lips.
He couldn't explain why he felt satisfied.
“Awu is alright, Brother Wang, there’s no need to blame yourself.” Lingwu shook her head.
However, we still need to be careful about the instinctive aversion that this elder brother has towards the Queen.
How exactly did Princess Celestia's mother die, or was she really dead?
Although Celestia did not express this wish, she never gave up searching for the truth in both her past and present memories.
While fulfilling her wish, the accompanying small wishes were merely trivial matters to her, but for Celestia, they were the spiritual sustenance she had strived for through two lifetimes.
——
Luan Jing, who was outside, had already lifted her ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) and skipped upstairs.
After eavesdropping for a while, she discovered that the Crown Prince, who held great power, valued the princess in a way that contradicted her expectations, making her even more eager to meet the NPC for this mission.
The little princess's voice was sweet and soft, and even when she was sad, she didn't forget to comfort the one who had caused her distress. It seems...
She must be a little angel.
She raised her hand and knocked on the door, "Knock knock knock—"
Inside the house, Landric, having experienced this incident, felt a greater sense of belonging to his current identity.
So much so that later on, he became increasingly adept at comforting his simple-minded but crybaby sister.
Hearing the knock, he regained his usual serious expression, though his voice still held the unconscious gentleness he used when coaxing her.
“Awu…”
He paused again, then his voice returned to its usual slightly cold tone, "Hasn't Celestia always longed for life in the East?"
Seeing his slight awkwardness, Lingwu didn't dwell on his change in address, and simply nodded expectantly, "So, is Your Highness going to take Awu to the East to have a look?"
Landric paused in his boasting, but fortunately, he usually maintained a cold demeanor, so it was difficult to detect any embarrassment on his face.
As he comforted Ling Wu, he straightened the gold brooch chain that had been disheveled on his chest, and coughed softly before explaining, "I'm sorry, my dear Celestia, my brother cannot take you to the East for the time being."
Before the girl's eyes could dim, he quickly continued, "However, my brother has invited a female official from the far East. If Celestia wants to know anything about the East in the future, she can ask her."
"She will stay by your side from now on."
Satisfied with the girl's pleased smile, Landric coldly ushered Luan Jing inside.
A young girl dressed in a white and blue ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) walked in gracefully, her figure seemingly that of a different girl outside, who was skipping and hopping around while holding up her skirt.
"Your subject Luanjing greets Your Highness the Crown Prince and Your Highness the Princess." She bowed respectfully, her wide sleeves trailing down to her hem.
Landric didn't blame her for the Eastern etiquette, after all, the player in front of him was now an Eastern lady-in-waiting who would take care of Princess Celestia in the future.
He raised his hand to gesture for her to stand up, and then looked at Ling Wu.
He noticed that Ling Wu's beautiful eyes were staring intently at Luan Jing, and for no reason, he felt a lump in his throat.
I am somewhat relieved that the person who got this position is a woman, rather than Wen Xing, who also comes from the East.
"Celestia, your brother has to leave now." Landric confidently awaited the little princess's farewell.
But after waiting for a while, he still didn't receive a sweet, soft response from his royal sister. So he spoke again in a slightly deeper voice, calling out Ling Wu's royal name:
"Celestia".
But the little princess didn't hear his calls at all, and instead walked towards the girl in the ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) while holding up her pink and white princess dress.
Those clear, bright eyes were filled with affection and curiosity for Luan Jing, and she was so focused that it was almost unbelievable. "The Easterners that my mother mentioned in her notes are equally beautiful."
Luan Jing looked up, the hair on both sides of her cross-shaped bun covering her ears, but her face was still delicate and petite, with her unique Eastern eyebrows curving into a beautiful arc.
A strong interest and fondness for the little angel in front of her ignited in her heart.
Upon seeing Landric's handsome face darken, Luan Jing suppressed the fervor in her heart.
She lowered her head slightly, a faint smile on her face, neither arrogant nor humble, and cupped her hands again, saying, "Luanjing thanks Your Highness for the praise, but Luanjing knows that she cannot compare to Your Highness's unparalleled beauty."
"Your Highness, state affairs are pressing, and His Majesty is still waiting for your farewell," Luan Jing reminded him.
Ling Wu ignored her and stared intently at her hair and dress. Her beautiful eyes were even more alluring than the peony described in the mission plot!
Luan Jing couldn't help but admire her, and the scales of her body completely tipped in favor of the little princess before her.
What kind of airs is that Crown Prince putting on? Didn't the little angel hear me? Would it kill him to say it a few more times?
Besides, who's to blame for the little angel never having seen an Asian before? It's his own fault!
There were so many Easterners in the royal city, yet he refused to allow outsiders to see the little angel.
What's wrong with the little angel being curious when she first met someone who was also an Asian like herself?
Landric's eyes flickered, but he subtly withdrew his gaze, concealing the restlessness in his heart. Feigning indifference, he continued:
"As long as Celestia is happy, then I, Your Highness, will take my leave now."
After saying that, he took a step, but his pace was much slower than before.
One step, two steps, three steps... He walked all the way to the door, but he still didn't hear that sweet, soft voice calling him "Brother Wang"!
Landric pursed his lips, about to open the door and leave, when he heard the girl speak. Before his lips could even curve into a smile, she asked—
How old are you?
Clearly, this question was not directed at his elder brother, the king!
Landric's mood plummeted instantly. He opened the door and stepped outside, seemingly not caring at all.
The door closed rather loudly.
But the little princess still didn't say goodbye.
She had only met this woman once, yet she had already abandoned her brother.
"Silly girl, how can you be so easily fooled?"
The moment he blurted it out, his upright back stiffened, then he pursed his lips and strode away with slightly unsteady steps.
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