"Your Highness?" the old butler glanced at the young man in white standing beside the eldest princess. His sleeves flowed like flowing clouds, and a bronze compass dangled from his waist, giving him the attire of a wandering sorcerer.
The princess coughed lightly, her jade armor clanging against the gift list. "This is the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace." Before she finished speaking, a crowd of people knelt down. Xinyi raised her wide sleeves slightly, "No need for formalities." The golden compass needle trembled at her fingertips—this body had clearly lived here for over twenty years, yet she still felt suffocated by such scenes.
The butler stood up tremblingly and announced: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived—"
The nobles, discussing Chen Ruyi's gift, fell silent. Jiang Dinglian hurried through the corridor and saw the white figure standing at the gate with hanging flowers. He lowered his voice and said, "Your Highness's presence is a great honor to our humble home." Xu had already ordered the rosewood table to be replaced, and the newly laid brocade cushions still lingered with the warmth of incense.
Xin Yidao nodded and took a seat. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the young woman in the courtyard suddenly turn. Jiang Songyi, the jade hairpin in her hair reflecting the sunlight, her apricot-colored skirt swirling in a semi-arc, actually ran straight towards them, her skirt held high.
[It's Master!] [In my previous life, when he taught me the art of feng shui, he was also dressed in white clothes as white as snow!] [Wait. This body shouldn't recognize him!]
As her thoughts raced, her embroidered shoes suddenly slipped. Everyone watched as Princess Jiaqing slumped to her knees on the blue brick floor, her hair tinkling with pearls and jade. A golden osmanthus leaf landed on the crown of her head, like a solemn ceremony of three kneelings and nine kowtows.
Xin Yidao's sleeves were still in a gesture of support, and the compass needle suddenly spun wildly. He stared at the hair ornaments swaying in the girl's hair, and suddenly remembered the divination he had made three days ago—"Red Luan Star is moving, auspicious for marriage."
"What's this, County Lady?" The Princess said, her fingertips trembling from trying to suppress her laughter. "Such a grand gift makes my congratulations seem meager."
Jiang Songyi's ears were red as blood, her fingertips clutching the hem of her skirt. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a banana peel stuck in the cracks between the bricks, and her teeth clenched against it.
[It must be some idiot who threw the peels around!] [I'll find out who it is and I won't let him off lightly.]
Under the west corridor, Jiang Baichuan hurriedly stuffed half a banana into his sleeve pocket. The candied sugar dripped down his wrist, making him want to cry.
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