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Although he had long known that Jia Baoyu had borrowed the Sun family's grounds to gather a crowd of princes and young masters for a grand occasion,

Sun Shaozong had truly never expected that Sun Zhaolin, the Crown Princess's younger brother, would be involved as well.

When his cousin had married Prince Xinyang last time, he had already offended the Crown Prince. Now he was repeating the same mistake...

Could it be that he was determined to make trouble for his own brother-in-law?

Just as Sun Shaozong was puzzling over this, Sun Zhaolin flung his sleeves onstage and turned around, spotting him at once.

His face immediately lit up. Disregarding Jia Baoyu beside him, who was still "pinching an orchid gesture and sobbing softly," he took off like a faithless lover and rushed over to Sun Shaozong, cupping his hands in greeting.

Seeing his somewhat bedraggled state, Sun Shaozong instantly sensed that something was amiss. With a laugh, he probed, "I had always heard that the Guozi Jian Libationer's household was known for strict discipline. I never expected Zhao Lin to have such refined leisure pursuits. But whose face was so great today that even you were invited?"

Sun Zhaolin looked a little embarrassed, but answered honestly, "A few years ago, I was indeed obsessed with it, but later I had to prepare for the civil service examinations, so I gradually put it aside."

He glanced sideways at Jia Baoyu and the others before continuing, "It was merely a coincidence just now. I came to the residence to deliver an invitation to my brother, but I happened to run into Young Master Jia, and so..."

As he spoke, a wry smile appeared on his face.

So Jia Baoyu had dragged him in at the last minute, and he had suffered