The man was dressed in a crescent-colored brocade robe that outlined his extremely slender waist. He wore brocade boots, a jade pendant around his waist, and his black hair was tied up high. He exuded an air of nobility that was beyond reach. He was calm, yet also had a sharp edge. He was gentle, yet also had a sense of aloofness and coldness.

Like a god, he seemed to have walked out of a painting, with unparalleled coldness and charm.

The maids stared with wide eyes, their admiring gazes shining as bright as the sun in the sky:

"Your Majesty is so handsome..."

"Oh my God! Is this really the prince?"

"I have been in the mansion for five years and have never seen the prince wearing white clothes. I thought it was inappropriate before, but I didn't expect that after the prince put it on, it would be even more charming!"

When he wore the black robe, he had an intimidating aura, and was solemn, cold and arrogant.

When wearing white clothes, it reduces the sense of crampedness and adds a touch of softness.

The old butler clapped his hands and flattered quickly and accurately: "This was picked by the princess herself. How can the princess have bad taste?"

Upon hearing this, the servants all gave thumbs up:

“It’s so beautiful!”

"The princess's vision is beyond our reach!"

"I have never seen such a handsome man in my life!"

"Me too……"

Qin Ye: “???”

The man standing there, chin slightly raised, being watched by people like a monkey in a zoo, is he really Zong Zhengchen?

Was she right?

You put on a new piece of clothing and are showing it off?

When did he become so childish?

These people are flattering so much that bubbles are coming out of their mouths.

Zong Zhengchen seemed to be in a good mood. His sword-like eyebrows were slightly raised, his thin lips slightly parted, and he said generously as if giving a gift:

"Rewards, everyone in the mansion will be rewarded."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

A group of servants were dancing with joy, losing all manner of manners for a moment, and the scene was as lively as a market, while the man's indulgence made everyone even happier.

Qin Ye held his forehead with his hand, and walked in unable to bear it any longer:

"Didn't you say you were going to the palace to help His Royal Highness the Crown Prince choose a concubine?"

The servants heard the voice and stepped aside: "Greetings, Princess."

"Ye'er is here." The man raised his hands, showing his clothes, and slowly turned around in front of her.

Qin Ye: “…”

childish!

How old is he, yet he's acting like a kid.

"Let's go." She walked up to him and held his hand. "Let's go to the palace. I have other things to do later. Hurry up!"

"Be gentle, don't tear my new clothes."

"What a stinking fart! It's so ugly!"

"Say it again!"

"I told you you were going to hit me!"

“…”

The two men went out cursing. The old butler looked at this scene with satisfaction and sighed deeply.

Why--

He watched the prince grow up with his own eyes, and knew well the hardships and difficulties he had gone through over the years. Having a princess who was not gentle or virtuous but caring to accompany him would make him feel at ease even when he died in the future!

The servants gathered together and whispered:

"The prince really dotes on the princess."

"Yes, I have never seen the prince so happy. When Concubine Xiao was here, she didn't get this kind of treatment."

"I heard that Concubine Xiao personally makes clothes for the prince, sews bags, buys gifts, and celebrates his birthday every year..."

"Concubine Xiao, she is still..."

"cough!"

Suddenly a majestic cough broke the air.

The servants were startled and quickly shut their mouths, looking at the butler at the same time.

The butler had a stern old face, glanced at the group of people, and said majestically:

"Since ancient times, a wife is a wife and a concubine is a concubine. When a wife dies, she is buried with her husband, but when a concubine dies, she is buried in a random pit. How can the two be compared?"

"If the princess hadn't heard you gossiping behind my back..."

His cold eyes swept over everyone, and everyone understood the chill in his unfinished words:

"We will follow the steward's instructions and will not dare to say anything more!"