Li Xue patted her head, stood up, and said to him, "I have something to do, you stay here for now."
At this moment, the young gentlemen and noble ladies in the arena are competing in poetry and prose.
Of course, both sides were mindful of their boundaries and did not embarrass the other too much.
Perhaps it was the attraction between opposite sexes, but the atmosphere inside was much better than in the flower hall.
Once there are many people, the atmosphere becomes lively.
Naturally, they wouldn't pay attention to the turbulent currents in the field.
As for Wushuang, she hadn't forgotten what she wanted to do today.
After Li Xiang clutched her stomach and quickly left.
She clapped her hands expressionlessly, stood up, and followed.
The Third Prince, Song Zilei, kept his gaze wandering around the field.
His mother was merely a foot-washing maidservant to Consort Xian, the mother of Song Ziyu.
She was fortunate enough to give birth to him before passing away.
Over the years, he has been supported by Consort Xian.
In order to live well, he always followed Song Ziyu's lead.
Over the years, he has honed a skill.
—As long as Song Ziyu is around, he automatically becomes a background figure.
I've become quite proficient at this skill now.
His gaze lingered for a while before he noticed a woman in pink in the corner.
The woman's skin wasn't as fair as the other noble ladies present, but she possessed a rare air of valor.
It was a refreshing sight for Song Zilei, who was used to seeing gentle women from the Song Kingdom.
The next moment, the woman seemed to realize something and turned to look at him.
In that instant, their eyes met.
Song Zilei's face felt hot, as if he could hear his own heartbeat.
And what about Cong Yao?
Cong Yao: Why does this third prince look so dull and stupid?
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