Ji Xuanyuan instinctively wanted to tell the truth, but the words caught in his throat for no reason... Xiao Fan's hesitant expression when he had mentioned the matter that day suddenly surfaced before his eyes. He vaguely felt that being frank might harm Xiao Fan.
After a brief hesitation, he told one of the rare lies of his life. "I was scared myself and wanted him to accompany me... After all, I don't have many other trusted people by my side."
The Crown Prince nodded lightly, his tone indulgent. "Mm, that is understandable. Then bring him along."
He took a sip of tea, then suddenly said, "This almond pudding is sweet and fragrant. Was it made by a new cook in your residence?"
Just as Ji Xuanyuan was about to answer, the Crown Prince abruptly changed the subject and threw out an entirely unrelated question. "By the way, Fifth Brother, Father once said that at this Nine Provinces Martial Tournament, whichever prince recommended the martial artist who claimed first place would be granted a princely title. Now, the young hero Xiao you recommended has taken the top spot, and Father is greatly pleased..."
His smile was gentle, yet his gaze seemed to fasten itself upon Ji Xuanyuan's eyes, missing not the slightest change in his expression.
"As for being granted a title, this brother should congratulate you in advance."
Ji Xuanyuan froze at those words, then suddenly slapped his hands together in realization and laughed heartily. "Haha! If Crown Prince Brother hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten all about that!
Tomorrow, I'll report to Father that I cannot accept this princely title! Xiao Fan won first place entirely through his own ability, fighting tooth and nail! I merely recommended him in passing. How could I covet such heaven-shaking merit?"