Chapter 67 Thank you for the gift, Your Highness.



Early in the morning, Xie Yizhi sent Mo Yang to deliver a letter to Jiang Luoluo, saying that Xie Zhichen missed her very much.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the little guy begged her to take him for a walk in the street.

Jiang Luoluo naturally agreed. Dingdang's arm injury had almost recovered, so she got up early with Dingdang to do her makeup.

After leaving the house, the two went to a pastry shop in the west of the city and bought some pastries that Xie Zhichen liked.

The carriage drove out of the pastry shop, heading towards Prince Yi's Mansion on Jinxiu Street, when it happened to run into Yao Shiyu's wedding procession.

Looking at the chaotic farce unfolding before her, Jiang Luoluo's smile deepened.

Sitting in the car, her eyes crinkled with a smile, she thought to herself, "Using stones as a dowry, such a clever idea, only Yao Shiyu could come up with it."

At this moment, Gu Boyuan listened to the whispers and pointing around him, his face turning pale and then red, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

He never expected that the so-called eighty-bearer dowry would turn out to be such a farce.

He assumed that Yao Shiyu's dowry was carefully prepared by Jiang Yuelan for her daughter, since this marriage was of great significance to the Gu family.

But at this moment, he realized that all of this was actually Yao Shiyu's own idea.

Jiang Luoluo's bright and charming smile contrasted sharply with Yao Shiyu's furious, livid face.

This stark contrast stung Gu Boyuan's heart. Standing amidst the chaotic wedding procession, his emotions were a jumbled mess, like a spilled spice jar.

He was suddenly filled with deep regret. If he had married Jiang Luoluo, the situation would have been completely different.

Without this farce and these embarrassing discussions, there would only be the envy of everyone and the glory.

In an instant, Gu Boyuan vaguely understood what he had missed. The woman who once regarded him as everything, now smiling radiantly, no longer belonged to him.

Jiang Luoluo drove her carriage away calmly. Moments later, she arrived at Prince Yi's residence, leaving behind the farce that was still unfolding.

Meanwhile, Yao Shiyu and Gu Boyuan's wedding procession had just returned to the Gu residence, but the joke about the "stone dowry" was already spreading like wildfire throughout the capital. The excitement in the east of the city had already reached the west, and many guests gathered at the Gu residence with amusement in their eyes, chuckling and whispering among themselves.

After hearing the maid's report, Madam Gu's face turned pale and then red, and she was so angry that her chest heaved. But at this moment, she could only swallow her anger.

Gu Boyuan led Yao Shiyu across the brazier, the joyous atmosphere of their wedding disrupted by the commotion along the way. He was seething with anger, and even the smile on his face faded considerably.

As the drums and music resounded, Gu Boyuan and Yao Shiyu knelt before Madam Gu. Amidst the cheers of the guests, the two walked into the bridal chamber, hand in hand with a red ribbon. However, when the banquet began, the atmosphere became exceptionally awkward.

This wedding banquet was not hosted by Zuiyuelou, a famous restaurant in Beijing; the dishes were ordinary, and the drinks were not of high quality.

After tasting the food, many guests frowned, lost interest, and began to whisper among themselves.

What should have been a lively and festive wedding banquet turned out to be rather dull and uninteresting, adding to the embarrassment of everyone in the Gu family.

Meanwhile, at the entrance of Prince Yi's residence, Xie Zhichen had been waiting for a long time. As Jiang Luoluo's carriage slowly approached, she immediately ran forward excitedly, waving her little hand and shouting, "Pretty sister!"

Jiang Luoluo alighted from the carriage, and Xie Zhichen skipped and hopped over to her. Seeing this, Jiang Luoluo took out a delicate little pastry and handed it to him. Xie Zhichen took the pastry, his face full of joy, and while chewing it, he tugged at Jiang Luoluo's arm, urging, "Pretty sister, come here, come here!"

"Thank you for your help today, Miss Jiang." A clear and gentle voice came from behind. Xie Yizhi stepped forward, his eyes showing a hint of warmth, and nodded slightly to Jiang Luoluo.

Jiang Luoluo smiled and replied, "Your Highness, there's no need for such formality. I get along well with this child."

The group entered the front hall of Prince Yi's residence together. After finishing the pastry in his hand, Xie Zhichen ran to Xie Yizhi with small steps, looked up at him, and said in a childish voice, "Daddy, didn't you say you had a gift for the pretty older sister? Hurry up and take it out!"

Upon hearing this, Xie Yizhi looked slightly embarrassed, coughed lightly, and then took out a small carved wooden box from his sleeve.

He walked up to Jiang Luoluo, handed her the wooden box, and said with a hint of embarrassment, "Thank you for saving Zhichen's life a few days ago, Miss Jiang. This is just a small gift, I hope you won't find it offensive."

Jiang Luoluo glanced at the wooden box, her eyes smiling, and said with her slender hands, "Since it is Your Highness's kind intention, then I will accept it without being impolite."

Xie Yizhi let out a long sigh, as if he had been gathering his thoughts, and then said in a low voice, "Also, thank you, Miss Jiang, for the sachet you gave me the other day."

"A sachet?" Jiang Luoluo was slightly taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing through her mind. It turned out that the sachet she couldn't find had ended up in Xie Yizhi's hands.

She opened her mouth, about to explain, "Your Highness, that sachet isn't actually..."

Before she could finish speaking, Xie Zhichen interrupted in a childish voice, "Pretty sister, hurry up and open it to take a look!"

This was the design my father personally drew, and he specially commissioned a master craftsman at a jewelry shop to create it!

Jiang Luoluo looked down at the wooden box in her hand, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

Xie Yizhi, standing to the side, was clearly a little uncomfortable. He raised his hand and gently rubbed his palms together, as if trying to hide his unease.

Jiang Luoluo gently opened the wooden box, and a warm green color came into view. It was a jade hairpin with a clear, watery green color. A delicate tassel hung from the end of the hairpin, and a delicate peach blossom was carved at the end of the tassel. It was lively and elegant.

Xie Zhichen stared at the jade hairpin with bright eyes, then suddenly nudged Xie Yizhi's foot and urged with his little face up, "Daddy, hurry up and help the pretty sister put it on! She can't reach it by herself!"

Upon hearing this, Xie Yizhi felt a little uncomfortable, and his gaze involuntarily fell on Jiang Luoluo, his ears turning slightly red.

Seeing this, Jiang Luoluo generously handed him the jade hairpin, saying with a smile, "Then I'll trouble Your Highness!"

Xie Yizhi hesitated for a moment, then took the jade hairpin. His movements were slightly stiff, but he still held the hairpin carefully.

Xie Yizhi carefully inserted the jade hairpin into Jiang Luoluo's hair bun. When his fingertips touched the smooth, dark hair, he couldn't help but hold his breath.

A faint floral fragrance wafted from the girl, lingering around his nose and causing him to pause slightly.

A moment later, he quickly withdrew his hand, keeping his distance from her as if afraid of offending her.

At this moment, Xie Zhichen pulled out a bronze mirror from somewhere and excitedly handed it to Jiang Luoluo.

She said in a childish voice, "Pretty sister, you're wearing a light green dress today too, it's a perfect match for the hairpin Daddy gave you!"

Jiang Luoluo took the bronze mirror and looked at herself shyly. The person in the mirror had beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and the jade hairpin tassels hung down lightly, making her even more elegant and charming.

She put away the bronze mirror, raised her eyes and smiled slightly: "Thank you for your gift, Your Highness. I like it very much!"

Hearing her words, Xie Yizhi felt relieved, and a slight smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

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