The backyard of Shangguan Siye's residence.
The silvery-blue sky was serene, with wisps of soft, fluffy clouds drifting by, like feathers preened by birds or silvery streams flowing across the plains.
In the pavilion near the lake.
The woman's slender waist was held in someone's arms. She bit her lip and said, "Martial arts can't be mastered in a day or two. That peach wood sword was supposed to be given to me, right? Why don't you just leave it with me?"
Fearing he might give a negative answer, the little heart on the item was perfectly suited to her aesthetic sensibilities.
Xiao Ziwu chuckled lightly and gently pinched the bridge of her nose. "You know perfectly well why I'm asking." If it wasn't a gift for you, who else could it be given to!
He started carving this peach wood sword after promising to teach his son martial arts.
The hilt of the sword was polished to a very smooth finish, so that calluses would not form even after holding it for a long time. The edge of the sword was also completely smooth, so that it would not hurt the hand even if handled improperly.
What's most remarkable is that the sword also carries a faint peach scent, made from carefully selected, high-quality Gulong peach wood.
When Shangguan Tianlin arrived, he happened to see the two of them embracing each other affectionately.
He stood by the corridor, first bowing to Xiao Ziwu from afar, then taking a few steps closer and coughing lightly in acknowledgment.
Shangguan Tianlin winked, "Aren't you afraid of tiring out the Third Prince?"
Tianyun exclaimed and hurriedly got up from the prince's arms, obediently calling out, "Brother."
The feeling of being filled by the warm, soft body in his arms vanished instantly. Xiao Ziwu's dark eyes darkened, and he looked at Shangguan Tianlin with a hint of dissatisfaction.
Shangguan Tianlin awkwardly turned his head away.
Although he admired and appreciated him, he still couldn't bear to watch his precious little sister be taken advantage of.
Even though he saved my life!
"Brother, what brings you here?" Tianyun, oblivious to the undercurrents between the two, asked curiously, "There have been many distinguished guests visiting lately. Weren't you kept in the front hall by Father to help with receptions? How come you have time to come over?"
Even the listless Shangguan Jingyi has become much more energetic these past few days, and still considers herself the eldest daughter of the Shangguan Siye family.
He spent his days by Old Man Shangguan's side, serving tea and snacks to guests from time to time.
They went to great lengths to gain favor with those high-ranking officials and dignitaries!
Shangguan Tianlin said "oh" several times before remembering the main topic and hurriedly said, "The young prince of Siam has come to visit in the front hall and specifically asked to see you."
He asked in confusion, "When did you get involved with the little prince of Siam?"
The little prince of Siam?
Isn't that the one I met by chance at the brothel?
How did you find your way home?
My brother must not find out about this. If he finds out I went to a brothel, I'm sure he'll give me a good scolding!
Tianyun looked away guiltily and stammered, "It's just... just a chance encounter... we weren't really close."
"You're speaking haltingly, have you done something wrong and are hiding it from me?"
Shangguan Tianlin stared at her suspiciously and asked, "Did you offend him?"
"If you don't want to see me, I'll help you cancel."
I didn't offend him; at most, I was unsuccessfully teased by him.
They'd only met once. Tianyun lowered her eyes in thought, but... what did this little prince of Siam want with her?
"His wicked intentions haven't died down." Xiao Ziwu said coldly, "He's come at the perfect time."
Why does this sound so menacing? Could it be that His Highness has a grudge against the young prince of Siam?
Since that's the case, then there's no harm in meeting them.
With a thought, Tianyun said to Shangguan Tianlin, "No need to decline, brother, go ahead and do your thing. I'll have His Highness accompany me."
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With such a powerful figure as Huyan Hongxue sitting down in the front hall, the crowds who came to offer gifts, pay visits, and try to get close to her quickly and discreetly fled.
Xiao Ziwu led the young woman in by the hand.
Hu Yanhongxue, who was sitting upright in the armchair, saw the two of them approaching closely.
His eyelids drooped, and he pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek. He said listlessly, "The Third Prince is indeed here."
Bad luck, bad luck.
This plan to undermine the enemy's plans failed before it even began.
“Of course.” Xiao Ziwu’s expression shifted several times, his dark pupils fixed on him as he asked, “Why did you come here?”
Tianyun bowed slightly and greeted him, saying, "Greetings, Little Prince."
I don't know what their etiquette is like in Siam, so I can only treat them according to the customs of our Daliang.
Her slender waist bent slightly, her pale hands clasped together before her eyes, and her hair was adorned with a pair of round, upturned buns with pearl hairpins, the tassels swaying gently and making a crisp sound.
A beautiful woman bowing is also a pleasing sight to behold.
Hu Yanhongxue's expression softened slightly. She brushed aside Shangguan Jingyi's hand, which was eagerly holding pastries, and stepped forward.
Smiling, he prepared to help her up, saying, "Miss Shangguan, there's no need for such formalities."
As expected, his outstretched hand was blocked by an iron arm, and he didn't even get to touch the beauty's clothes.
Tianyun took several steps back and hid behind Xiao Ziwu, watching him.
Hu Yanhongxue withdrew her hand as if it were natural, glanced at Xiao Ziwu, and narrowed her amorous peach blossom eyes. "Third Prince, are you treating Miss Shangguan as your own possession? You can't even touch her."
Xiao Ziwu shielded her behind him, his eyes fixed on Huyan Hongxue.
However, she was unhappy that he had described her as an object, and retorted, "She is not an object."
The two were on the verge of a fight, seemingly about to come to blows at any moment.
An invisible smoke of gunpowder filled the air.
Shangguan Tianlin, who walked in slowly, was trying to ease the tension. Standing is tiring, why don't we all sit down first and then deal with our grievances slowly?
Suddenly, a woman's cold laugh echoed from the quiet main room.
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