Jiang Can put down her knife and fork without making a sound.
He Jin frowned slightly, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"Sister, you..."
"Don't ask me how I know!" Heya raised her glass, took a sip of champagne, and looked at the two of them with a cold smile. "It's really not fair of you to keep such a talented and beautiful person hidden away!"
Jiang Can took a deep breath. It was obvious that He Ya had secretly investigated Sang Qing.
With the Princess's influence, investigating someone wouldn't be difficult.
Heya did this, it must all be because of Nie Xin...
Jealousy can make people lose their minds.
Just as Jiang Can was thinking about how to help Sang Qing get out of trouble, He Ya spoke to the Queen first: "Aunt, you also like the dress that Can Can is wearing, right? When I first saw it, I thought it was designed by a famous designer!"
"Oh?" The Queen chuckled. "Then I'm even more curious about the young lady who made the dress! Can Can, is she an embroiderer for the Yin family? Your Yin family is truly full of hidden talents!"
“Of course not!” Heya sat down next to the Queen, affectionately linking her arm with hers. “This Sang Qing is only eighteen, but her skills are superb, and her taste is impeccable. Not only is she skillful, but she’s also exceptionally beautiful, it’s just that…”
"What is it?"
Heya smiled and said, "It's such a waste of your talent to be doing odd jobs in a tailor shop!"
The Queen was a kind and talented person. Upon hearing this, she immediately frowned. "How can such a good girl be wasted in a tailor shop!"
"Yes! Aunt, how about... we have her come to the palace to sew clothes specifically for you?"
Jiang Can's heart skipped a beat, and she clenched her little fists tightly under the table.
At this moment, she had only one thought: she couldn't let Sang Qing come to the palace!
Even if Sang Qing only had a temporary residence status, she couldn't be trapped in this grand palace.
She is a bird that flies freely; she belongs to the blue sky, not to this square, restricted area.
Moreover, Heya's desire to bring her into the palace was clearly driven by ulterior motives...
“Your Highness,” Jiang Can composed himself and maintained his smile, “I’m afraid that won’t work, Sang Qing…”
“Sang Qing is already married.”
Before Jiang Can could finish speaking, He Jin stepped in to defuse the situation.
“Aunt,” He Jin stood up respectfully, “How could such a good girl not have suitors? Ha… She already has a fiancé, and according to royal rules, a woman who is engaged cannot enter the palace!”
"Oh, really?"
The Queen looked somewhat disappointed. Heya glared at He Jin and asked through gritted teeth, "How did you know?"
He Jin chuckled and returned He Ya's words to her: "Sister, don't ask me how I know! Just as you know there's such a person as Sang Qing, I know she's engaged! We all use the same methods, right?"
"you……"
He Jin sat down, poured himself another glass of champagne, and calmly ate the salmon on his plate.
Jiang Can looked at him with some gratitude.
This is the second time he has helped her today.
"Don't be too touched!" He Jin raised an eyebrow, a mischievous and innocent smile on his face, his voice low. "As long as it's about you, I'll do my best."
"Your Highness, thank you..."
"You're too kind," He Jin said with a smile. "You don't need to call me Your Highness anymore. What, do you not like my name, He Jin?"
Jiang Can chuckled and nodded. "Okay, He Jin! Is that alright now?"
"Hmm, not bad."
The two raised their champagne glasses and gently lifted them.
After that, the Queen never mentioned letting Sang Qing enter the palace as an embroiderer again.
She hadn't really cared much about the girl at first, only admiring her skills. When Herya asked her if she would be willing to let the girl come to the palace as an embroiderer, she was of course willing!
However, since they were already engaged, it was difficult to force them to continue.
Moreover, there are countless skilled craftsmen in the palace. If there isn't even anyone to make a garment, where will the royal family's face be?
So the queen stopped mentioning it and chatted with her female companions, admiring the flowers and drinking heartily.
The banquet lasted until the evening, after which the royal relatives and young ladies were escorted home by guards.
Heya then went to Hejin's palace.
Upon entering the main hall, one sees He Jin leaning back on the sofa playing games.
He had changed out of the formal attire he wore to the banquet and was now dressed in a white silk Tang suit. His long hair covered half of his handsome face, making him look elegant and languid.
No wonder this guy has always been popular with girls since he was a child!
Heya clenched her fist, stormed over to him, snatched the game console from his hand, and slammed it to the ground!
He Jin didn't seem surprised by this. He glanced coldly at He Ya and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.
"You still have the nerve to laugh?!" Heya yelled at him, "You bastard! Why... why have you been going against me lately?"
"Recently?" He Jin glanced at her sideways and said slowly, "It seems like it's not just recently, sister. We've had all sorts of different opinions since we were little!"
"Even though we disagree, you've never publicly humiliated me like this before!"
In Heya's memory, her younger brother was timid and cowardly from a young age, quiet and always liked to hang out with girls, and he almost never argued with anyone.
Even if they disagreed, he would still give in to his sister in the end.
But today...
Heya was furious and glared at him: "You don't help your own sister, but instead help an outsider! You've really opened my eyes!"
“Sister, I should be the one saying that,” He Jin said coldly. “You, a princess, have actually sent your men to follow and investigate Sang Qing! Sister, that’s not how guards are used! They are there to protect the people, to protect them…”
"Have you said enough?!" Hea was furious.
She was panting heavily, staring straight into He Jin's eyes, and approaching him step by step.
"I had someone follow someone, it's not a big deal. Why are you making such a fuss about it?"
"By helping Sang Qing, you've essentially helped Jiang Can... Ha, just how capable is Jiang Can that she, a married woman, can make you so infatuated?"
"Or perhaps..." Heya rolled her eyes, revealing a sinister smile, "Little brother, you're doing this for Huo Zhixing, aren't you? You've helped everyone connected to Huo Zhixing, even going so far as to oppose me! Just to please Huo Zhixing, is that it?"
He Jin remained silent, but his expression grew increasingly grim.
Herya's eyes flashed. She had sensed something was off about him for a while, but she hadn't expected this...
"Haha, my silly little brother!" she sneered. "You've gone to such lengths to help Huo Zhixing, but does Third Master Huo even know who you are?"
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