The next morning.
Just as expected, the extraordinarily lavish convoy arrived on schedule.
The girl in moon-white robes sat in the seat of honor. Her sea-blue twin ponytails swayed like waterfalls, making the jade pendants on her delicate earlobes chime crisply. Every movement of hers drew everyone's gaze.
"Uncle, it has been a long time."
Her crimson lips curved upward, carrying a proud smile brilliant enough to overshadow the blazing sun.
Xiao Zhan was similarly stunned. He thought to himself that old Nalan Su really was blessed—his daughter was so beautiful that one could hardly see any trace of her parents in her features.
If she became the Xiao Family's daughter-in-law, wouldn't his mother leap out of her sickbed with joy?
With that thought, Xiao Zhan hurriedly shot frantic looks at the young man curled up in the corner, lost in his own world.
To no avail.
After cursing that blockheaded brat bloody in his heart, the Patriarch and father had no choice but to steel himself and approach her.
The hall soon became lively and harmonious.
The girl was unexpectedly talkative, while Xiao Zhan practically wanted to ask for her birth date and time in full—though the two had been betrothed since before birth, they had not been born on the same day.
The Monster Beast Mountain Range stood between the Imperial Capital and Wutan City, but it separated more than just distance—it separated their worlds.
"Brother Xiao Yan, Brother Xiao Yan."
The girl in the purple dress beside him seemed somewhat displeased. Pouting her little lips, she said, "Staring at other girls is very rude, you know."
"Ah—was I?"
Xiao Yan abruptly snapped back to his senses and scratched his head awkwardly. "Sorry, sorry. I got a little distracted."
"Distracted?" Xun'er snorted and ruthlessly exposed him. "But you