The princess thought to herself: When did such a wonderful person appear in the capital? It's a real pity that I only just found out.
Her admiration and curiosity grew stronger, and she couldn't wait to hear Qin Qianluo continue, waiting to find out the details of the matter.
Su Jinyun stood in front of Qin Qianluo, her posture upright and her gaze firm. Her usually calm face now showed a hint of worry.
Seeing that the War King was losing control of his emotions and was about to explode, she subtly shifted her feet and turned to the side to firmly protect Qin Qianluo behind her.
She kept a wary eye on the War King, afraid that he might do something rash and cause the little girl to suffer.
The ministers were all holding their breath, secretly observing the War King with their hearts pounding in their throats.
Their heads turned slightly, their eyes filled with tension and vigilance, fearing that the War King might suddenly attack Princess Qingyun.
While feigning composure and offering seemingly serious viewpoints, he kept his ears perked up, listening intently to Princess Qingyun's thoughts, not missing a single sound.
For a time, these ministers, who usually only studied national policies and were well-versed in classics and history, were forced to become "masters" of multitasking.
He had to carefully consider his words when dealing with matters of the court, and also keep an eye on the princess's movements. He was extremely busy, and his focused expression seemed as if he was afraid of missing even the slightest syllable.
Qin Xiang and Qin Jiyuan were filled with worry, their eyes fixed on the War King without blinking, their gazes full of vigilance.
Qin Xiang clenched his fists tightly in front of him, while Qin Jiyuan moved his ankles in place, always on guard against the War King harming his Luo'er.
They were so anxious that they wished they could instantly transform into a gust of wind and rush to Luo'er's side, tightly protecting her from the wind and rain.
Fortunately, the two of them still retained a shred of rationality and understood the serious consequences that such impulsive actions could bring; otherwise, they might have really acted so recklessly without regard for the consequences.
Meanwhile, Qin Qianluo, who was engrossed in gossiping with 001, was completely unaware of what was happening and was totally absorbed in what 001 was saying.
He urged 001 to continue, and 001 cooperated actively, opening the light screen and vividly telling Qin Qianluo his story.
"Luo Bao, the Prince of War, Ning Chenjin, is twenty-one years old this year. He is the oldest among the younger generation of the royal family, and he is also handsome and extraordinary."
With sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and lips as red as cinnabar, he exuded royal demeanor in every gesture.
Surprisingly, he never married a princess, and he never even had a maidservant to warm his bed.
The War King was deeply worried about this, so much so that several strands of his hair turned white. He even suspected that his eldest son was gay and had a preference for men.
But that wasn't actually the case. Ning Chenjin already had someone he liked, but the woman he was in love with was a liar who was already married.
Looking at the two people on the light screen, Qin Qianluo couldn't help but admire them. Ning Chenjin's appearance was indeed outstanding, with his exquisitely sculpted features.
His deep eyes and high-bridged nose were breathtaking. Yet, she couldn't understand why such an outstanding person would fall for a married woman.
Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed into a knot as she asked, "Could this Ning Chenjin be like the Prince Xian's son? A willful, lawless person? Only devoted to other men's wives?"
When the War King, the Prince of Xin, and the Princess saw the light screen that suddenly appeared above Qin Qianluo's head, they were stunned and stood there frozen in place, as if they had been frozen in place by a spell.
Their eyes widened, their mouths involuntarily opened, and their expressions froze into disbelief.
What kind of mysterious and unpredictable magic is this magical light screen? After carefully examining the figures in the light screen, the War King's face turned ashen, as if ink could drip from it.
His brows furrowed tightly, forming a deep "川" (river) shape, and the veins on his forehead bulged. He was so angry that his fists clenched and trembled incessantly at his sides.
Inside the light screen, the two were seen pulling and tugging at each other, their affectionate gazes seemingly capable of drawing out threads of silk.
The woman's delicate body trembled slightly, one hand tightly clutching the hem of her clothes, while the man held her hand tightly with deep affection, finally pulling her into his arms.
If the other party hadn't already married, the War King might have been secretly pleased, since this would at least prove that his eldest son was not a homosexual.
I no longer need to worry about the future of my descendants. But who could have imagined it would turn out like this?
You should know that his other two children, one of whom, just like himself in the past, went off to roam the world freely and enjoy himself.
That dashing and unrestrained figure was like a gust of untamed wind, elusive and just like I was back then.
The other was only thirteen years old. As the youngest child in the family, he was spoiled and innocent, even though he was a boy.
That innocent face always radiated a pure smile, making people want to protect it.
In the eyes of the War King, only his eldest son was the most mature and steady, making him the only suitable candidate to become the crown prince.
But now, why has the eldest son fallen for a married woman? And what's more, she's a con artist!
The War King was filled with a tangled mess of questions, which he couldn't unravel no matter how hard he tried. He kept asking himself, "What exactly is going on?"
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