Shang Changze obediently lowered his head and whispered something to Shang Changge:
"I know my sister doesn't want to marry him, but she's only doing it to help me by compromising herself."
"Don't worry, sister, I will definitely ascend the throne and give you your freedom before the wedding."
Shang Changge let out a "Oh!" and exclaimed in admiration at the child's confidence. She turned to reply, "Then I'll be waiting for that day to come,"
But when he saw Shang Changze's face so close to his, he was still momentarily dazed, even though he had seen it many times before.
They look so alike, even the way they bend over and hunch over to whisper secrets to each other is exactly the same.
That's outrageous.
He looks exactly like that, so why can't he really be the eldest brother?
Shang Changge quickly looked away, her eyes stinging for a moment.
Sure enough, if you don't get enough sleep, your eyes will feel uncomfortable.
"alright."
Shang Changge withdrew her hand, covered her face with it, and yawned casually yet elegantly. Having received the promise, she began to shoo people away.
"Go back and work hard. I'm going back to take a nap."
Previously, she didn't want to be a pawn, which is why she was always thinking about the old emperor and Shang Rui. Now that she has become a pawn...
Then just be a pawn in this game, push the pain of hard work onto others, and keep the joy of giving up to yourself.
Shang Changze, with his keen insight, naturally didn't miss Shang Changge's fleeting emotions.
Mistakenly believing that her older sister was only pretending to be nonchalant to avoid making her feel guilty, her eyes darkened slightly.
He felt increasingly guilty, but his gentle and refined face betrayed him with a helpless smile as he said:
"Okay, sister, go back to sleep now. I'll try my best."
Shang Changge went back to sleep and did nothing, but the entire princess's residence became busy.
According to the customs and rules of the Qingyan royal family, when a princess and her consort are engaged...
The elaborate procedures were meticulous and involved a great deal of pomp, but none of that was something Shang Changge, the person involved, needed to worry about.
The Empress, who is essentially a stepmother, will make the arrangements, and then the servants will take care of the details.
The weather was fine and sunny.
When Shang Changge woke up, the entire princess's residence had not only changed its appearance but was also bustling with activity. In short, it could be summed up in two words:
Festive.
"Tsk, anyone who didn't know better would think they were getting married today."
The training ground for the princess's troops was large and spacious, with many flowers, trees, and shrubs planted in suitable locations.
The most striking feature is a towering banyan tree, with thick branches and a dense canopy, making it perfect for seeking tranquility.
Shang Changge lay on the tree, gazing at the sky, seeing only blue sky, white clouds, and green leaves.
What I heard was the chirping of birds in other trees, and what I smelled was the fragrance of leaves and flowers.
Leaning casually against the tree branch, his two long, straight legs occasionally twitched like a local thug, looking incredibly carefree.
"An engagement? That's quite novel."
"But it is indeed troublesome, thankfully it's not me who's in trouble."
A familiar, deep laugh suddenly rang out from under the tree. Shang Changge glanced down out of the corner of her eye.
Sure enough, his gaze met Xiao Ji's, who had appeared under the tree at some unknown time, and he smiled warmly, extending an invitation:
"Would you like to come up and lie down with me for a while? My newly chosen consort?"
It was unusual for Xiao Ji to be wearing a long-sleeved, elegant robe today, and whether it was a coincidence or not,
The color of the gorgeous dress was the same as the color of the gorgeous skirt that Shang Changge was wearing, and even the embroidery pattern was similar.
Xiao Ji: "Get down."
Xiao Ji's voice was very gentle, and carried a clear hint of doting affection.
And there was no attempt to conceal it; anyone with ears could hear it.
Was Shang Changge charmed?
No, she was so startled that she lost her balance and fell straight down from the tree.
"I****!"
Accompanied by a beautiful piece of traditional Chinese music, Shang Changge firmly grasped the nearest tree branch with one paw.
Then there is a famous painting by Qing Yan:
A beautiful woman was clinging to a banyan tree branch, hanging from the tree and swaying back and forth.
Xiao Ji: ...
She truly is his princess; she's always so special.
Just as they were about to go up and bring the person down, they saw Shang Changge grab the tree branch and shake it a couple more times.
What follows is the little rascal's amusing voice as he discovers something fun, clear, pleasant, and yet infuriating.
"It looks quite fun. General Xiao, would you like to give it a try?"
Xiao Ji refused. Unlike Shang Changge, he wasn't childlike and didn't open his arms wide to embrace the little rascal hanging in the banyan tree.
"Princess, will you come down by yourself, or shall I go up and carry you down?"
Shang Changge chose to climb down herself, but instead of climbing down from the tree, she went directly from the tree into Xiao Ji's arms.
She brought her face close to Xiao Ji's, hooked her arm around Xiao Ji's neck, and rested her long legs on Xiao Ji's arm, swinging them a couple of times as she was being naughty.
Shang Changge: "Mwah!"
A loud and sudden kiss landed on Xiao Ji's face, startling the guards, assassins, and secret agents both in the open and in the shadows.
Xiao Ji looked over, and Shang Changge raised her chin, looking back defiantly. Her teasing words were natural, arrogant, and playful.
"What, does my own husband, General Xiao, have a problem with that?"
Xiao Ji: "No objection."
He tightened his grip slightly, pressing the beautiful woman's body even closer to his, making them fit together intimately.
As he steadily carried Shang Changge and leaped away from the princess's residence, he didn't forget to retort with his innate, witty remarks:
"It is my honor to have the princess's favor. You may kiss me as many times as you like, however you wish, and even more."
After failing to flirt with Xiao Ji, Shang Changge felt bored and pouted, using Xiao Ji as a means of transportation.
Feeling perfectly at ease nestled in Xiao Ji's arms, she looked at the receding scenery around her and asked a question, puzzled.
"Where are we going? It's not like I'm engaged to just anyone. There's no need to rush to elope with me in broad daylight, is there?"
Xiao Ji took Shang Changge out to play, which literally means "play":
Shopping, buying things, eating, watching street magic tricks and acrobatics... these are all very ordinary things.
Neither of them disguised themselves or wore any human skin masks.
They were pretending to be the eldest princess of Qingyan and the great general of Qingyan, and openly strolled through the streets and alleys hand in hand.
Xiao Ji was in a good mood; unusually, he didn't display the cold, stern, and aloof demeanor often seen in him.
One can even glimpse the spirited general who rose to fame in a single battle from his consistently calm and composed expression.
Shang Changge was also in a good mood.
After all, opportunities to stroll and play openly and without restraint in the bustling city without needing to disguise oneself are rare.
With Xiao Ji as her free bodyguard, she didn't need to worry about anyone lurking in the shadows, ready to take her life when she wasn't looking.
The two were so blatant that in just half a day,
The news of the two holding hands and exploring every street and alley spread like wildfire throughout the entire capital.
The people were talking about it, not because the two men's behavior was inappropriate.
The people of Qingyan are very open-minded; it's not unusual for engaged men and women to stroll together.
The people were talking about it with curiosity.
It was Shang Changge and Xiao Ji who seemed to get along very well.
This morning, news of the princess and general's engagement had already spread throughout the neighborhood.
But with the Third Prince's marriage preceding them, even these commoners could roughly guess that these two marriages weren't so simple.
But looking at it now, it's not quite what they expected.
The general and the princess,
So, they really are in love with each other?
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