Xin Wujiang retracted his gaze and looked forward. His tone was slightly softer than when he had been at the Fifth Prince's Mansion. "Visiting brothels and playing cockfighting and cricketing in Jiangnan, you, a dandy boy, are living a very carefree life."
Xin Wubian shuddered, then raised his head and looked at him in fear: "That... I was just saying that, how could I dare? If I really did it, not to mention Dad, you would beat me half to death, right? I did this to confuse the world..."
As he spoke, he began to feel aggrieved, and whispered, "Having two generals from one family is already enough to make people jealous. If I were more capable, the emperor would definitely be worried about me and unable to sleep. Isn't this something that can be done?"
Xin Wujiang frowned, then relaxed his brows and sighed almost inaudibly, "These years..."
Xin Wubian raised his head to look at him, and Xin Wujiang said in a deep voice: "It's hard for you."
Xin Wubian's eyes instantly turned red, "Brother..."
Xin Wujiang raised his hand to stop him, not letting him continue with those sour words, and only said: "You are not young anymore. Dad is thinking about finding you a husband. When you get married, you don't need to pretend to be a playboy anymore. Just live a good life. If you keep pretending, no one will be willing to marry their daughter to you."
"You're still talking about me. I'm only twenty, and you're already twenty-two and still not married. Dad should be more anxious, right?"
Xin Wubian suddenly became interested and moved closer to Xin Wujiang, nudging him with his elbow: "Hey, brother, you're already old, don't you have a girl you like?"
He glanced down suspiciously: "Are you sick in that area?"
Xin Wujiang: “…”
It turns out that you can't be nice to this younger brother, otherwise he will show you with his own body what it means to go crazy if you don't punish him for three days!
Not only did he tear down the house, he also took advantage of it!
"How about we ask a doctor to see you someday?"
Xin Wujiang: “…”
…
A moment later, Xin Wujiang's voice came from the car: "Stop!"
The driver didn't dare to ask, he just stopped the car, and then...
"Hey, brother, what are you doing?"
Xin Wubian was pulled out of the car by Xin Wujiang's ears.
"Walk."
Xin Wujiang said to the driver, "Let him walk back by himself."
Driver: “…”
He glanced at the Second Young Master with sympathy and immediately got back into the carriage: "Hurry up!"
Xin Wubian: “…”
"elder brother?"
"Brother! Are you really going to abandon me like this?"
"elder brother!"
Xin Wubian wanted to cry but had no tears.
Fortunately, this place is not far from the general's mansion, and it takes less than a quarter of an hour to walk back.
It’s still quite cold outside, his brother is so cruel!
It must be because he touched a sore spot, so he got angry and embarrassed! He really does have problems in that area.
Xin Wubian thought worriedly, "Keeping the illness a secret and avoiding medical treatment isn't a solution. How about going back and asking Dad to talk to my brother?"
…
The prince's 25th birthday was not celebrated in a grand manner because disasters had hit many places that year and the people were suffering. It would be unacceptable for him to hold a large banquet and he would surely be scolded by the censors. So he only set up a few tables in his mansion and invited close brothers and sisters or young men and women to come and get together, and that was it.
He also sent invitations to the National Master and Lan Shuang, and he sent them in two copies. His intention was self-evident.
Lan Shuang was woken up by the maids early in the morning. She changed into the moon-white hollow flowered dress with gold-thread butterflies and sat in front of the dressing mirror to dress herself up carefully.
The hair is tied up high in a bun, adorned with pearls and jade, which is just right and beautiful without being vulgar.
The earrings are a set of jade beads wrapped with gold wire, which looks beautiful, gentle and elegant.
She looked at herself in the mirror, and the maid was also looking. After a moment's hesitation, she said, "The Saint's face is too beautiful. Heavy makeup will make her look harsh. How about changing the shape of your eyebrows?"
Lan Shuang raised an eyebrow: "Why does Ling Li have to change?"
"This..." The maids looked at each other in confusion, "Because the Grand Master doesn't like it. The Saint Lady also said so before."
Lan Shuang smiled: "No, I don't want to dress like that now. Give me the Luozidai."
The maids did not dare to disobey her orders. Everyone in the Imperial Master's Mansion knew that there were only two masters in this mansion, the Imperial Master and the Saint.
Lan Shuang took the Luozidai and gently traced her long and slender eyebrows. Originally, she had drawn willow-leaf eyebrows, which made her look gentler, but now she didn't bother with that. She just drew a little further back along the original eyebrow shape. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, majestic and dignified.
She also did the rest of her makeup herself, without applying any powder. She was naturally fair-skinned, so there was no need for her to do so. She just put on some lip balm to make her look better, and then used a pen to put a flower ornament between her eyebrows, and that was it.
"Okay, let's go."
Lan Shuang stood up, with the sky-blue shawl hanging from her arms. As she walked out, she happened to meet Lan Ye who was walking up the stairs.
Lan Shuang glanced at him. He was wearing a bronze mask and a white robe today, and looked no different from usual.
"Godfather."
Lan Shuang bowed to him.
When she bent her knees, Lan Ye was slightly startled, a flash of surprise in his eyes, "You are... different today."
Lan Shuang stood up straight, smiling without saying a word.
Lan Ye: “…”
He looked at Lan Shuang deeply, turned around and said, "The carriage is ready, let's go."
…
After leaving the house and seeing the two sedan chairs, Lan Shuang couldn't help but say to 888, "Should I say he's worthy of being the Imperial Master, known for his trickery? Isn't this sedan chair too coquettish?"
The imperial teacher's sedan chair was bigger than hers and was parked in front. White gauze was hung on the four corners and golden bells were hanging under the eaves. When the wind blew, the gauze danced and the bells sounded crisp, giving people the feeling of an immortal descending to earth.
Her sedan chair was basically the same as his, except that it didn't have the string of bells. Instead, it had four sachets of perfume. One could smell a refreshing fragrance before even getting close.
Lan Shuang got into the sedan chair with the help of her maid, and after sitting down, she felt sublime.
"Lift the sedan—"
Someone shouted, and then the waiter in white lifted the sedan chair and walked forward with steady steps.
Lan Shuang's gaze suddenly rose. She looked at the various looks cast at her by the people on both sides of the road and listened to their discussions. She felt an inexplicable sense of unreality.
Just as the sedan chair turned the corner, a horse ran out from the other side of the street.
"drive--"
"careful!"
The street after turning the corner was a bit narrow, and the imperial master's sedan chair and the ceremonial guard took up most of the space. The man was riding his horse quite fast, and he almost collided with Lan Shuang's sedan chair.
The people carrying the sedan quickly dodged, and the man on horseback also pulled the reins: "Whoa--"
Lan Shuang was bumped and almost thrown out!
She quickly grabbed the handrail on one side, lifted the curtain and looked over, wanting to see who was so reckless.
As luck would have it, the person on the horse also lowered his eyes and looked over.
When their eyes met, Lan Shuang was stunned for a moment.
The young man was full of vigor and vitality, with sharp eyes and a murderous aura all over his body. It was obvious at first glance that he was not an ordinary person.
On that face that seemed meticulously carved, there was a mole that she was very familiar with.
It's him!
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