The palace banquet was just like that: a group of people ate and chatted together, then watched a group of beautiful women dance and musicians play music, and then it was almost over.
So be it if it's boring. After all, Xingxing is a princess, and she can't miss the palace banquet, otherwise people will speculate wildly. Xingxing obediently stayed by the emperor and empress's side until the palace banquet ended.
One thing that annoyed her was that Song Xiyan, the most beautiful woman in Jiangnan, also came to the palace banquet. Fine, she came, but that clueless girl kept stealing glances at Brother Lin.
Zhu Lin sat to her left, and it was obvious to everyone that he was her future husband. Among the noble ladies who came to the palace banquet today, who dared to look at the future husband even once?
Although Song Xiyan is not a noble lady from the capital and has only been in the capital for a little over three months, the Minister and his wife will definitely tell her about the situation in the capital, and she should know what she should and should not do.
The fact that the eldest princess had chosen her future husband was known to everyone in the capital, or rather, to all the noble families in the world.
After all, when the marriage contest was held, the eldest sons of prominent families from all over the country came to the capital to register and participate, which was a sensational event.
How could someone as intelligent as Song Xiyan not know Zhu Lin's identity? Yet she insists on pretending to be ignorant, which Xingxing finds very distasteful. Is it possible for anyone to covet the princess's person?
So after the palace banquet, Xingxing returned to her palace in a huff and didn't give Zhu Lin a pleasant look. Although the fault wasn't his, his ability to attract attention made Xingxing feel a bit annoyed.
"Don't be angry, what if you get sick from getting angry?" Zhu Lin was both annoyed and amused. What had he done? He hadn't done anything, yet he was being taken out on this?
The young lady's temper is getting worse and worse; I need to marry her quickly and show her what I'm capable of.
"Are you plotting something again?" Xingxing glared at Zhu Lin with a sharp look.
Zhu Lin rubbed his forehead, not admitting it, but instead took out a letter from his pocket and handed it over, "Look, it's from my parents. They said that their whole family will come to the capital in the spring."
"Really, that's wonderful." Seeing the letter, Xingxing's anger vanished; she forgot everything else and, by candlelight, held the letter and read it intently.
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