"It's snowing heavily. I'll give you a ride." A young man in brocade robe came forward with an umbrella, covering his and Su Zhiruan's heads.

Flakes of snow fell suddenly, and in just a moment, a layer of fine white particles covered the ground. Su Zhiruan looked up at him and saw that his face was very similar to Fu Huaichu. She immediately agreed, "Thank you very much, sir. My carriage is at the west entrance of the city."

"Let's go." He quietly watched her wrap herself up in her cloak. The emerald white cloak looked like plum blossoms blooming in the snow. The young man in brocade robes withdrew his gaze and walked side by side with her. He opened his mouth unintentionally to find a topic to talk about. "Just now, young lady said that I look like someone you know?"

Su Zhiruan nodded, "Maybe he is a little older than you, and his appearance is about 70% similar to yours."

The young man thought for a moment, then leaned over and said to her as he walked, "My brother looks about 70% like me, maybe you know him."

He just said this casually, but Su Zhiruan's eyebrows moved——

This young man has an elder brother, and he looks 70% like Fu Huaichu...

"May I ask your name, sir?"

"Fu Huaizhong, I'm the second in line at home." After Fu Huaizhong finished speaking, he looked at Su Zhiruan. Seeing that she seemed a little stunned, he smiled instead. The young man smiled freely. He changed the angle of the umbrella to cover Su Zhiruan's other shoulder. "Since we know each other's names, we can be considered friends from now on."

Su Zhiruan felt a little helpless. She didn't expect that by chance under such circumstances, she would meet Fu Huaichu's younger brother, Fu Huaizhong.

She stopped, but still felt that etiquette should not be abandoned, so she knelt and saluted, "I greet the Third Prince."

"Why are you suddenly curtsying?" Fu Huaizhong held the umbrella handle with one hand and hurriedly put his other hand on her shoulder, trying to help her up, "I already said we're friends--"

He stopped abruptly after saying only half of his words.

Fu Huaizhong looked towards a place not far away, and Su Zhiruan also looked in the direction he was looking.

In the snow, Fu Huaichu was wearing a black cloak, his black hair half tied up with a headband. His eyes were dim, his bony hands had blue veins showing, and he stood there holding an umbrella. He had an outstanding appearance and a sharp temperament. The jade pendant around his waist was very valuable, and behind him was a luxurious carriage.

In the snow-covered sky, he was alone with an umbrella, with black hair and dark clothes, and a face as white as jade. He was at least 80% similar to the third prince Fu Huaizhong, but their temperaments were completely opposite. Fu Huaichu was a natural superior. He was too majestic and had a natural imperial aura. In comparison, the younger Fu Huaizhong had a stronger literary air.

Fu Huaichu didn't know how long he had been watching in the snow. His eyes were cold, as if he was a banished immortal from the sky. He looked at his brother, then at Su Zhiruan, and finally, his eyes fell on Fu Huaizhong's right hand - his right hand was still on Su Zhiruan's slender shoulder.

"Brother?" Fu Huai called out in confusion. Then, for some unknown reason, he felt guilty and quickly lowered his hand from Su Zhiruan's shoulder. "Why are you here? Are you here to pick me up?"

Through the heavy snow, Su Zhiruan looked up at Fu Huaichu. She knew very well that the Crown Prince's eyes were fixed on her without blinking. The gaze was too strong that she couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to.

Fu Huaichu retracted his gaze, and his voice was as cold as the wind, "Come here."

Fu Huai finally thought he was calling him over, he smiled apologetically at Su Zhiruan, "Excuse me, Miss Su, you take this umbrella, my brother must be here to take me back, you should go home early, be careful of the slippery road."

"It's okay. My carriage is nearby. Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has invited you, I won't bother you." Su Zhiruan knelt down and saluted, then turned to look at Fu Huaichu in the distance. She knelt down and saluted again. Then, she did not take Fu Huaichu's umbrella, but trotted towards her carriage.

Although it was the first time that Fu Huaizhong met Su Zhiruan, it was the first time that he had such a strong liking for a girl. He looked at her again and again and looked back frequently.

He didn't know that behind him, Fu Huaichu's face darkened as if ink could drip. He looked at his brother who looked like he was in love, and said in a faint voice, "You want me to wait for you here?"

After Fu Huai finally heard his voice, he woke up as if from a dream. At this time, he took two steps at a time and walked towards Fu Huaichu, "Brother Huang, you actually came to pick me up in person today."

"Who said they were here to pick you up?" When Fu Huaichu saw him catch up, he turned around and walked towards the carriage. Behind him followed Shadow, who looked at Fu Huaizhong with almost sympathetic eyes, which made Fu Huaizhong a little confused.

Shadow looked at this scene and shook his head helplessly in his heart. The Third Prince might have read too much recently and thus didn't care about the current situation of the royal family. He didn't know that his elder brother had two children, and that Miss Su, whom he had been looking at for a long time, was his future sister-in-law.

When he thought of this, even Shadow felt a little sorry for the Third Prince. He wondered if he would burst into tears after seeing the truth.

Sitting in the carriage, Fu Huaichu handed the umbrella to the servant and sat in the carriage drinking tea.

"Brother, who else do you want to pick up besides me?" Fu Huaizhong thought of the topic again, so he continued to ask, "On the way just now, there were only Miss Su and I. Could it be that you want to pick her up?"

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"Do you know her?" Fu Huaichu frowned calmly. When he saw Fu Huaizhong, he remembered that his hand was on Su Zhiruan's shoulder just now. He felt uncomfortable and jealous in his heart, but he would not show it in front of his younger brother. Instead, he asked about the things between him and Su Zhiruan inconspicuously.

When it comes to Su Zhiruan, Fu Huaizhong suddenly has something to talk about. A slight blush appears on his cheeks. "Brother, I fell in love with her at first sight."

“Crack—”

Fu Huaichu's expression did not change, but the teacup in his hand was crushed into two halves within just one second. At this moment, even without the bronze mirror, Fu Huaichu knew that his expression and eyes must be very ugly.

"Brother, what happened to you? Why did the cup suddenly crack?" Fu Huai was startled and asked about his injuries. "Brother, let the imperial physician take a look."

"It's okay." Fu Huaichu almost squeezed out these two words. He put the broken pieces of the teacup aside, then simply wiped the blood off his hands, "Tell me how you fell in love at first sight."

Fu Huaizhong couldn't wait to have someone to share his excitement, so he continued to say happily, "There has never been a woman who could enter my heart like this before. She is really good. Whether it's her smile or her dressing style, it's all my favorite style. She is very beautiful. Even Liuyun Jinyuzhai is her business. I just saw everything that happened in the store. I was really excited. Brother, I am sure that I really like her."