Qin Huawu curled her lips and had nothing to say. The punchline was indeed the trouble caused by their Yaowang Valley.

"That's okay."

Qin Huawu originally gave up on winning over the prince, but she didn't expect that the prince actually came to her door in person.

Qin Huawu got up early that day, checked all the breakfast items in Prince Sheng's Mansion, stretched out and prepared to go back to the house and take a nap, but she didn't expect the housekeeper to say that the Prince's Palace had personally delivered the post to him.

Qin Huawu picked her ears and asked, "Prince, will you pass me the post?"

The butler nodded.

"show me."

It was indeed a message from the Prince's Mansion. Now is the season when chrysanthemums are in full bloom. The Prince is hosting a banquet in the East Palace and inviting prestigious dignitaries in the capital to enjoy the flowers.

Qin Huawu pinched the corner of the post and smiled. He did not expect that he, a country man, would one day become a prestigious official.

He put the post away, "Will your prince go too?"

Although the prince and Nangong Ling secretly competed with each other, they still looked like brothers and sisters on the surface. When this post was handed into Qin Huawu's hands, Nangong Ling must also have a hand in it.

After receiving a positive reply from the housekeeper, Qin Huawu nodded with confidence.

On the day of the flower-viewing banquet, the officials in Beijing who had received the notice gathered together with their families in the East Palace.

The prince still looks as gentle as jade, wearing moon-white uniforms, very approachable, with a smile in his eyes, "Today is just an ordinary family banquet, don't be too formal."

The female family members who were still waiting for marriage couldn't help but blush when they saw the prince like this.

The prince who is so gentle despite being in a high position is simply the perfect husband as written in the book.

Miaoyu's identity is Nangong Ling's fiancée, and she is also a famous goddess doctor in the Great Yan Dynasty. Of course, she also came to today's banquet with Nangong Ling.

The gossipy person's eyes naturally focused on Nangong Ling and Wiaoyu. It was hard not to notice the awkward way they got along with each other.

Although they were already engaged, Nangong Ling didn't seem to care particularly about Miaoyu, and she didn't even pay him any extra attention. Instead, Miaoyu kept smiling carefully by Nangong Ling's side.

The whispers around him made Wiaoyu's eyes flash with a dark light.

If those people sent by her brother hadn't told her that she must quickly gain Nangong Ling's trust, then...

She would not lick her face and make excuses in front of Nangong Ling.

"Brother Ling, you have become very strange recently. Is it because of the death of the princess and sister?"

Nangong Ling's gaze was sharp, and a pair of cold eyes fell on Wiaoyu like two knives.

Wudi shrank his neck, like a frightened rabbit, with tiny tears in his eyes, looking at him timidly.

"Did Yu'er say something wrong? The princess sister is very nice, but now Yu'er is your fiancée. You care about her so much, which makes Yu'er feel very heartbroken. Isn't our past important?"

She covered her chest because she did not dare to cry loudly in public, and carefully wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

If the previous Nangong Ling saw this pitiful look, he would definitely feel very distressed, but now Nangong Ling is only indifferent to her and doesn't even want to see her.

He turned his head and his eyes fell on the flowers in the distance, "You are thinking too much."

Miaoyu seemed to be coaxed by his words, "I knew that Brother Ling would not let Yu'er down."

She smiled and continued to focus on the flowers in the distance.

There were no good female relatives in the capital, so Miaoyu always followed Nangong Ling.

Qin Huawu, who deliberately kept a distance from Nangong Ling over there, had already started talking to Nangong Chen.

"Can't you see that the Young Master is also a person who cherishes flowers?"

Qin Huawu nodded, but sneered in her heart. These words were common in Yaowang Valley, and it seemed that they were not necessarily available in the palace.

If he hadn't remembered what Nangong Ling said, he wouldn't have lied.

These precious varieties of chrysanthemums were all collected by Nangong Chen. Now that he saw the knowledgeable Qin Huawu fall in love with these words, he felt even more proud.

He said very generously: "The medicines that Master Shaogu sent last time were all good things. Master Shaogu likes these flowers, so there is no need to be polite to me."

Qin Huawu didn't like these flowers at all, no matter how expensive they were, so she said, "How can a gentleman win people's love? Qin can see that His Highness likes these flowers very much, so he doesn't dislike them."

Nangong Chen laughed loudly and said with a pretense of familiarity: "In that case, I won't force it. I remember that Master Shaogu likes wine, right? I happen to have a lot of fine wines in my collection. I don't know Master Shaogu.

Are you interested?"

Qin Huawu became really interested when he mentioned it.

His eyes lit up, "If there is such a good thing, then... please trouble Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Everyone else was still chanting poems and writing poems around the flowers, but Nangong Chen had already led Qin Huawu to search for precious wines.

Qin Huawu sat on the verandah in the backyard, looking at the layout of the East Palace, and couldn't help but sigh, "His Royal Highness is indeed just like the rumors."

Nangong Chen squinted his eyes, seeming to be very interested in this.

"Master Shao Gu, have you ever heard rumors about me?"

Qin Huawu directly carried the wine bottle, raised her head and took a big sip, smacked her lips, and said, "Isn't it true? People outside say that His Royal Highness is as gentle as jade and a handsome young man."

Seeing Nangong Chen's almost unconcealable joy, Qin Huawu sneered in her heart, but with an envious look on her face, she said sourly: "Your Highness, you don't know that those little girls always turn red when they talk about His Highness.

My face, I wish I could put on your wedding dress right away, it’s so enviable.”

Nangong Chen's lips and eyebrows were all smiles, and he shook his head, "What Hua Wu said is a bit exaggerated. I'm just doing my own thing well."

Qin Huawu raised her eyebrows, but did not correct Nangong Chen's nickname that quietly narrowed the distance between her and him.

The two talked for a while before Nangong Chen finally directed the topic elsewhere.

"The relationship between Hua Wu and the Nine Emperors Brothers should be pretty good, right?"

Qin Huawu paused while drinking, and there was a little depth in her eyes.

The smile on Nangong Chen's face became more meaningful.

"What? Is there something unspeakable? It doesn't matter. I regard you as a friend. You can tell me anything you want. If my Nine Emperor Brother makes you unhappy, please bear with me. I am his imperial brother.

, I have reason to help you teach him a lesson."

A hint of cunning flashed in Qin Huawu's eyes, but it was quickly covered up.

"Actually, it's nothing. The relationship between me and the Ninth Princess is actually quite good, but Prince Sheng... ugh..."

A long sigh contained all the words that had not yet been said.

Nangong Chen was shocked. Thinking of Feng Jiuqing's unforgettable face, he suddenly understood a little bit.

"So that's the case. In fact, I also feel it is a pity."
Chapter completed!