Legendary Ox-Horse Beast: Red Dust Prison Smile

Strange! Truly strange!

Logically speaking, given the density of the communication bombardment he had just unleashed, combined with the little princess's unreasonable and willful personality, Xu Tianzhen should have called back aggressively and cursed him out from head to toe; that would have been the bare minimum.

How could there be absolutely no response for so long!

This shouldn't be!

Could it be that the little princess has some urgent matter to attend to and has no time to deal with him?

But that makes even less sense!

If others didn't know what kind of person Xu Tianzhen was, how could he, Xu Yan, not know?

This pampered little miss, who wouldn't lift a finger to do any work, lived by a simple creed: if there's a blessing, enjoy it; if there isn't, snatch it. She loved eating, drinking, and having fun, and absolutely refused to exert herself or suffer any internal friction.

If she actually had some urgent business, he, Xu Yan, would stand on his head and wash...

Wait!

When I left the Princess Mansion at noon, that little miss seemed to be...

Logically, at her age, she shouldn't be... hiss, but there are no absolutes in this world; this matter is hard to say!

The more he thought about it, the more wrong it felt. As if he had already seen some incredible scene, cold sweat suddenly broke out on Xu Yan's back. He stopped in the long corridor of the Imperial Palace and wailed:

"Oh no! Young Friend Qian is in 'danger'! My little princess, you must not be swayed by his looks and do something life-threatening (mostly threatening my life)!"

"A-choo..."

On the main street of the southern district of Bright Capital, Xu Tianzhen, who was holding Qian Yuhan's sleeve with one hand and clutching Sun Moon Empire snacks in the other, suddenly stopped in her tracks. After brewing for a good while, she let out an "earth-shattering" sneeze.

Under Qian Yuhan's slightly surprised gaze, Xu Tianzhen pretended nothing had happened on the surface and grinned, but secretly, she frowned and pondered:

Hey, this is really strange. I'm dressed quite warmly today, I have my cloak on, and there's no wind today, so why did I suddenly sneeze so hard? Could it be... that someone is thinking of me! Who would think of me? Father? Imperial Brother, or someone else?

Forget it, forget it. No need to overthink it.

After thinking it over, Xu Tianzhen couldn't imagine anyone missing her at this hour, so she simply brushed it off and continued dragging Qian Yuhan through the food street.

In Xu Tianzhen's view, dragging Qian Yuhan out for a stroll was definitely the second-best decision she had made today.

Walking with him was not only a feast for the eyes (the golden-haired young man with top-tier looks always maintained a graceful and peaceful smile on his face), but he also provided extremely high emotional value.

(No matter where they went, people of all ages cast sour gazes of envy, jealousy, and hatred in their direction.)

It could even save money (some shopkeepers who were also face-obsessed would give small symbolic discounts upon seeing Qian Yuhan's face. Although neither Qian Yuhan nor Xu Tianzhen lacked such small change, the feeling of using one's face like a credit card was just... very satisfying).

"Crunch—"

Taking a small bite of a fresh fruit coated in honey syrup, Xu Tianzhen used the chewing to hide the corners of her mouth that she couldn't stop from curling up, and shouted in her heart:

That's right, I, Xu Tianzhen, Princess Tianzhen, am a super-rich woman with a fortune, and the person standing next to me is the future consort I picked out myself.

Equally happy was the Rakshasa Divine Sense, which was moving by following Qian Yuhan's shadow, achieving zero-energy-consumption strolling. It poked Qian Yuhan's shoulder from behind and whispered:

"Oi, Old Qian, is this girl's stomach a bottomless pit? I remember... she hasn't stopped eating since just now. By volume, it's already equivalent to two of you plus one of me."

"This..."

Feeling that Rakshasa's question touched upon his blind spot, Qian Yuhan shook his head with an extremely subtle movement and replied: "To be honest, I'm not quite sure either. I wasn't that big of an eater back in the day."

"Tch, and you call yourself a living person. You don't even know this? Useless," the Rakshasa Phantom curled its lip and muttered softly.

"..."

To this, Qian Yuhan was speechless and could only pretend he hadn't heard it.

Just then, about four stalls away from Xu Tianzhen and Qian Yuhan, a pair of handsome young man and woman were standing side by side.

The empty-handed girl reached out and poked the beast-of-burden boy next to her, who was carrying bags upon bags, and exclaimed:

"Hey, Brother, look over there quickly. Why does that person look so much like Princess Tianzhen?!"

"Huh?!" The delicate-looking boy, who had been dragged by his own sister to act as a pack mule—seemingly cosplaying as a soul-powered donkey—raised his bright eyes and looked in the direction his sister was pointing... and finally, after careful confirmation, concluded:

"Whoa, it really is her."

"I heard from Uncle Lin that the Princess will be coming to our Sun-Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy to study this year. So, rounding it up, we can consider ourselves her seniors. Let's go and greet the Princess."

With that, regardless of whether his brother, who was carrying all the bags, agreed or not, the girl had already walked toward Xu Tianzhen on her own.

"Hey, Meng, don't walk so fast, at least wait for your brother!!" Seeing his sister ignoring him completely and walking straight ahead, the boy's mentality exploded instantly. He could only mutter to himself repeatedly: This is my own sister, can't hit her, can't scold her. Then, he gritted his teeth and followed.

"Your subject Meng Hongchen greets the Princess."

The girl walked to Xu Tianzhen's side and performed a curtsy, the most fashionable and convenient way for young nobles in Bright Capital to greet each other.

"Hmm?" Xu Tianzhen, who had been interrupted in her happy eating, glanced at Meng Hongchen and gave a very perfunctory laugh:

"Oh, it's Meng Hongchen. Long time no see. What, are you out shopping today too?"

Hhh, you say it like I'm not allowed to go out today...

Meng Hongchen's eyelid twitched. Just as she was about to say something to ease the awkward atmosphere, her peripheral vision caught sight of Qian Yuhan, who had been standing beside Xu Tianzhen with his back to them and was now turning around.

"Hello." Qian Yuhan, who could maintain a normal way of communicating with non-Evil Soul Master beings, politely greeted Meng Hongchen and raised his hand to hand a paper napkin to Xu Tianzhen.

"Wow (✪ω✪)!!"

Looking at the handsome young man in front of her—who possessed golden hair that shone like gold and flowed like silk, golden eyes with a hint of melancholy, well-defined facial features, and a fair, handsome face—greeting her, Meng Hongchen only felt that the soul of a face-obsessed person within her was beginning to burn fiercely. Her cheeks flushed, and she murmured softly: "Y-you... hello."