Zhao Qing said softly, "It's Xiao Ye. Princess, let's talk about it at the Prince's residence."
Yanran: That's interesting.
She nodded and didn't ask any further questions.
Everyone turned their gazes toward the group, but Yanran clearly didn't care, curiously looking around as she walked.
Aside from being a bit cold, it doesn't seem much different from other small northern towns I've seen before.
Ren Yingying, however, was shivering from the cold and said to Qu Nian, "You said Qu Hua is going to marry Mu Ziyu in the future. How will she endure this cold winter?"
This really needs to be powered by love, otherwise it's really cold.
Qu Nian added charcoal to the hand warmer and placed it back in her arms, saying, "Stay put and stop peeking around."
This person is afraid of the cold and loves to watch exciting things, constantly sticking their head out to see what's going on. How could they not be cold?
Ren Yingying didn't take it seriously and asked again, "Where does Qu Hua live now?"
Whether it's the Prince of Liaodong's Residence or the County Prince's Mansion, neither seems to conform to etiquette.
"You live alone, should we move there too? Or should we find somewhere else to stay? I'm fine with either, it's up to you."
After thinking for a moment, Ren Yingying said, "Let's live together."
At home, the siblings could fight until their heads pop out and no one would care; but when they were out in public, the reputation of the Prince of Min's Residence's mansion still mattered.
Why are the brother and sister living separately?
Those who didn't know better would think the siblings were at odds and that he was bullying Qu Hua.
Qu Nian: We're just siblings who don't get along, but outsiders wanting to bully us is dreaming.
"Then let's go find Qu Hua directly," Ren Yingying said. "Yanran and Linlin must have something to talk about, and I'm tired too. I just want to find a bed to lie down in."
"Good."
Qu Nian Nianren told Yanran, and then took Ren Yingying and left separately.
So in the end, only Yanran and Cui Xiaoqiu went to the Prince's Mansion.
Linlin was already waiting at the door.
He stood tall and straight, dressed in a dark blue robe embroidered with gold unicorn and cloud patterns, which made him appear even more mature and composed; his face was gentle, and his eyes were full of affection, still the image of the dream girl in her spring boudoir who would "fall in love at first sight".
"Big brother!" Yanran nimbly leaped off her horse, ran up to him in a few steps, and jumped into his arms.
Linlin chuckled and patted her on the back, "No matter how we tried to stop you, we couldn't. You finally came to Liaodong."
"Hehe." Yanran held his hand, "I had it so tough. Luckily, there was Cui Xiaoqiu, who persuaded Father..."
Cui Xiaoqiu stepped forward to greet Linlin.
Linlin smiled and said, "You've worked hard."
He led the way with Yanran in front and Cui Xiaoqiu behind, and the group headed towards the Prince's mansion.
Meanwhile, news of the princess's arrival spread throughout Jinzhou city and beyond.
Lang Xuan naturally heard the news as well.
To be honest, she was a little intimidated by Yanran.
In her past life Yanran was cold towards her, and it seems she's not much better in this life...
The key point is that the wedding date is approaching, Yanran should be here to attend her wedding with Yuwen Duo.
However, she certainly won't leave immediately after the wedding.
Lang Xuan remembered that Yanran was a formidable character in her past life.
He may seem carefree and easygoing, but he is actually perceptive and intelligent.
I'm afraid that if Yanran stays at the Prince's mansion for a long time... then her plans to investigate Wei Zihan, or even scheme against Wei Zihan, will be affected.
I suddenly feel a little annoyed.
She wasn't particularly bright to begin with, and now she's faced a new obstacle.
If only there were some poison, I could just pour it into Wei Zihan's mouth and end it all.
Madam Lang led her entourage in, exclaiming joyfully, "Miss, come and see what this is!"
Lang Xuan looked at the several bolts of fabric that the maid brought in and piled on the table, and recognized them as precious Yun brocade.
This was sent by Yuwen Duo again?
Lately, he doesn't know what's wrong with him, but every few days he's been sending people over with gifts, and they're not betrothal gifts.
This is practically adding to her dowry...
What does he want to do?
Lang Xuan understood Yuwen Duo; she knew he was extremely cunning and shrewd, and wouldn't do anything meaningless. So, as she put the things away, she felt very uneasy.
She always felt like she was a pig.
They are fed and cared for so that they will be killed and eaten at the end of the year.
Yuwen Duo's seemingly indulgent "feeding" must have had a purpose behind it.
Panic, extreme panic.
She might not be able to kill Wei Jun before he schemes against her and kills her herself.
"Mother, tell him to stop sending things all the time," Lang Xuan, her mind heavy with worry.
Madam Lang's smile froze on her face, "Miss, you... you've changed your mind?"
After all the effort we put into finally getting her into the Prince's mansion, now...
Don't ever say you've changed your mind.
"I have no regrets," Lang Xuan said vaguely, "I just feel that this isn't right."
"What's wrong with that? Prince Ming values you." Madam Lang was very pleased. "You don't understand. If he didn't care about you, would he send people to deliver things every few days, and everything they send is of the highest quality?"
"Maybe he just thinks we're broke and doesn't want to lose face."
"Young lady," Madam Lang said seriously, "You mustn't think like that. It's already difficult enough that the Prince has agreed to this marriage; now he's gone to such lengths. We should be grateful, we absolutely must be grateful."
Lang Xuan sighed inwardly.
If it were like this in her past life, she would be overjoyed and would wish she could die for him.
But now she understands that there's no such thing as a free lunch.
I wonder what Yuwen Duo is plotting now.
But not wanting Madam Lang to worry, she swallowed all her words.
As for Yanran, after exchanging a few words of farewell, she comfortably propped her legs up on the chair next to her and asked, "Big brother, have you received any news from the capital? How is Grandfather's health?"
Zhao Qing's explanation was vague, but now we can finally get a clear answer.
Linlin's expression remained unchanged as she calmly replied, "I haven't received it."
"Huh?" Yanran stroked her chin. "What happened? Could it be that Mother Empress had another brilliant idea and brought Grandfather back to life?"
Cui Xiaoqiu cleared her throat.
"What's wrong? Sore throat? Did you catch a cold? I told you not to come horseback riding with me, but you wouldn't listen," Yanran said.
Cui Xiaoqiu sat down beside her, her face gentle. "You haven't caught a cold, I just wanted to remind you that you forgot something."
"What is it?" Yanran asked, completely bewildered.
"About you and me."
Yanran: "... Hahaha, Cui Xiaoqiu, are you stupid?! I already told Big Brother about something this important! You can ask him if you don't believe me."
Linlin deliberately asked, "What important thing? How come I don't know?"
"It's about the good things between me and Cui Xiaoqiu."
"Haven't you two always been on good terms?" Linlin asked calmly.
If he says a few more words, Yanran will be swayed and forget her original intention.
"The good things now mean that they will continue to be good in the future." Yanran stuck out her tongue.
"That depends on his performance; I might not agree," Linlin said.
Cui Xiaoqiu was suffering inside, but Cui Xiaoqiu.
To change the subject and Yanran Linlin from constantly asking about the Emperor's grandfather, Linlin...
Why.
If you have your eye on someone else's sister, you have to swallow your pride and keep quiet.
Yanran, that silly girl, didn't expect it, but he had already thought of it; Linlin was pretending not to know what was going on.
He didn't want to affect the wedding date, so he pretended not to know what was happening in the capital.
The late emperor has broken the hearts of Linlin and her brother.
There was no grandparent-grandchild relationship; the retired emperor only had a tiny bit of father-son affection left with the emperor.