The Crown Prince and the Crown Princess exchanged glances. The Crown Princess stood up and said, "It's rare for the Imperial Master to be here. I heard he never likes such a hustle and bustle."
The prince nodded, a calculating look flashing in his eyes.
"Lan Ye greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness the Crown Princess."
When the Imperial Master came in, he didn't look at anyone. He bowed to the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess, and straightened up without being told.
The Crown Princess looked surprised, but only for a moment. Before Lan Ye looked over, she lowered her eyes and covered them up.
"I am really delighted that the Imperial Master is here."
As the prince spoke, his gaze passed Lan Ye and fell on Lan Shuang beside him. He was startled and asked in a softer voice, "Is this the Saint? She looks different from a few years ago."
Lan Ye curled his lips and said, "Shuang'er has been living in seclusion for many years, so it's normal for Your Highness to feel unfamiliar. Shuang'er——"
Lan Shuang stepped forward, bowed to the Crown Prince and Crown Princess, and greeted them in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Your humble servant Lan Shuang greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Majesty the Crown Princess."
She was not as presumptuous as Lan Ye. The Crown Princess even liked her more, but that was all she liked.
"I remember the last time I saw the Saint was three years ago. I caught a glimpse of her at the palace banquet and was stunned by her beauty. I never thought that after three years, the Saint would become even more beautiful."
The Crown Princess raised her hand, "Saint, there's no need to bow."
Lan Shuang then straightened up and smiled gently at the Crown Princess: "Of course I can't compare to your grace and elegance."
The Crown Princess felt relieved, and the smile on her face became more sincere. The Crown Prince watched calmly, and when he saw that the Crown Princess had finished speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Come, give the Imperial Master and the Saint a seat."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Lan Ye and Lan Shuang took their seats, Lan Ye sat on the men's side and Lan Shuang sat on the women's side. The women couldn't help but secretly look at Lan Shuang, but they didn't dare to look at Lan Ye openly.
The Imperial Preceptor is notoriously moody and unpredictable, but he happens to be deeply favored by His Majesty. If you provoke him, you may not know where you will be tomorrow.
"Today is Your Highness's birthday, so it's only natural that I should come. The chrysanthemums in Your Highness's garden are in full bloom, and I'm very happy about it."
The prince smiled and said, "As long as the Imperial Master likes it, I'm glad. I spent several years cultivating this."
He was not raised in vain. He was specially chosen to stay here because he knew that the national teacher liked him. Now that he is here, it is worth all his efforts.
Lan Ye smiled: "Your Highness is thoughtful."
When their eyes met, some secret thoughts became clear.
Lan Shuang sat at the last seat and watched, observing the nose and mouth, assembling the sculpture diligently and responsibly.
In reality, he was complaining to 888 in his heart: "Look, the ancient times were troublesome. Everyone here is a cunning person. There must be 9999 people with ulterior motives in this room!"
888 wondered, "Which part is missing?"
Lan Shuang: "Haha, the prince's."
888: “…”
"He thought he was luring the Imperial Master, but he didn't realize that all this was part of the Imperial Master's plan. It was the Imperial Master who was luring him! What a fool! He's still so smug."
Lan Shuang sighed in her heart, "Poor thing."
888: “…”
"General Xin has arrived—"
When the prince was about to try to get closer to the imperial teacher again, the eunuch shouted again.
Now everyone reacted, especially the women, who all became excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood. However, they were noble ladies after all, so their excitement was only visible in the corners of their eyes and eyebrows, and they did not dare to be too presumptuous in their actions and words.
At most, he would straighten his collar, tidy up his cuffs, and touch his hair to see if there was anything messy.
The Crown Princess took in all of this and whispered in the Crown Prince's ear, "General Xin is very popular."
The prince nodded, but his smile was ambiguous.
The young masters also turned their heads to look, and Xin Wujiang walked in under the gaze of everyone in the room.
He walked with steady steps and was tall, looking even more majestic as he walked against the light.
She didn't feel anything when she saw him riding the horse before, but after sitting and standing, Lan Shuang realized that Xin Wujiang was really tall. In modern terms, he would have the body of a standard male model.
He is almost 1.9 meters tall, with a thin waist, long legs, broad shoulders, and smooth arms that are not too thin, but not too thick either. He looks very powerful.
Wearing a black robe, he looks tall and straight, handsome and extraordinary.
No wonder these ladies are so excited.
Lan Shuang thought silently that even if she watched it ten thousand times, she would still be moved.
"General Xin Wujiang greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess."
He clasped his fists in greeting, and the Crown Prince rose to greet him, giving him a slight hand: "What brings Wujiang here? Don't you usually avoid banquets?"
Compared to the Crown Prince's enthusiasm and intimacy, Xin Wujiang seemed much colder. "My father is unwell, so I sent this general to deliver a gift and keep an eye on Wubian."
The prince didn't feel embarrassed. He already knew what kind of personality Xin Wujiang had. He smiled and patted his shoulder. "Wubian is indeed a bit too lively. As his elder brother, you have worked hard."
Xin Wujiang's lips curled slightly, revealing a hint of a smile: "I am the eldest brother, and an elder brother is like a father, so naturally I should take better care of my younger brothers."
These words touched the prince's heart, "Yes, elder brother, hahahahahahahaha!"
"Sit down."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Xin Wujiang walked to the last seat and sat down, right opposite Lan Shuang.
Lan Shuang saw him and smiled at him.
Xin Wujiang frowned slightly. Why did he smile every time he saw him?
Lan Shuang didn't know what he was thinking. She smiled and looked away, looking at the prince above, but unexpectedly Xin Wujiang's expression was even more puzzling.
Did she really come here for the prince?
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