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"From what This King sees, you have completely failed to manage your subordinates!"
As soon as Xiang Wang Lingfeng finished speaking, he drank all the tea in front of him.
Ziyan shrugged, looking extremely disdainful.
Perhaps feeling bored, after sitting for a while, Xiang Wang Lingfeng finally picked up his sword and left Ziyan's room silently with a gloomy expression.
Watching Ling Feng disappear, Ziyan couldn't help but chuckle: Ah, this prince is truly one of a kind!
Not long after Xiang Wang Lingfeng left, Ziyan welcomed a new guest.
This person arrogantly used the imperial decree as an excuse to storm up from the first floor directly to Ziyan's temporary residence on the third floor.
When Ziyan heard a commotion coming from the staircase, she stepped out of her room and saw someone striding towards her.
"Miss Zi, please forgive me. The Crown Prince wishes to speak with you about some matters. I hope you will not refuse."
Finally seeing her kindred spirit, the Crown Prince's demeanor changed from imposing to incredibly gentle and humble.
"Oh, I didn't know His Highness the Crown Prince had come for any particular reason?"
Ziyan naturally felt a bit intimidated upon seeing the Crown Prince.
"Well, today the Crown Prince came here to discuss whether there might be an opportunity for cooperation between us."
Crown Prince Ling Xianjun directly stated the true purpose of his visit to Ziyan.
"Our relationship?" Ziyan couldn't help but raise his guard upon hearing his words.
He came to discuss cooperation with her?
It was nothing more than wanting to use her expertise to benefit himself. Ever since the first day she met him, she had a gut feeling that this Crown Prince was not the type to let others gain any advantage.
Therefore—she had no interest in the so-called cooperation he mentioned.
"Yes, the Crown Prince has a good project. You might want to listen before making a decision."
Ling Xianjun smiled calmly at Ziyan, exuding confidence.
Ziyan thought that there was no way to drive him away; after all, he was the current Crown Prince and the future heir to the throne.
He was someone who stood above all others. It would be better to just listen to his chatter; with so many of her people around, he wouldn't dare do anything out of line on her territory.
With that in mind, Ziyan nodded at the distinguished Crown Prince and replied, "Alright, since it's the Crown Prince who wants to talk, then this commoner will listen for now. However, I cannot conclude whether I can cooperate with the Crown Prince, so I hope you won't hold it against me."
After reaching some consensus with the Emperor yesterday, Ziyan understood that the Emperor still trusted her and would likely not take any actions against her interests in the future. Therefore, she decided she didn't need to appear overly weak in front of this Crown Prince. He might be impressive, but as long as she didn't deliberately offend him, everything would be fine.
Just as Ziyan was contemplating how to respond, Ling Xianjun politely spoke again, "May I ask if I could sit down in your room for a detailed discussion?"
Seeing this, Ziyan quickly lowered her body, simply bowed, and replied, "Crown Prince, please—."
Upon seeing that Ziyan seemed to relax a bit, Ling Xianjun stepped forward and entered Ziyan's room.
Following closely behind, Ziyan had no choice but to follow him back into her room.
"Yang Xiaodie, change the tea."
Ziyan efficiently issued the command to the maid, Yang Xiaodie. "Yes, my lady." Yang Xiaodie quickly tidied up the previous teapots and cups before swiftly leaving.
At this moment, only Ziyan and Ling Xianjun remained in the room, and Ziyan chose to sit across the table from Ling Xianjun at a distance.
"Ha ha, Miss Zi, are you afraid of the Crown Prince?"
"Afraid? Crown Prince, you think too much. I respect and honor His Highness the Crown Prince."
As Ziyan spoke honestly, she secretly scoffed in her heart: Do you think I am still that helpless girl from over two years ago? If you dare to be disrespectful again, I will make sure you regret it today.
"Oh—so Miss Zi is really not afraid of the Crown Prince anymore? I remember back then you were quite—?"
Ling Xianjun trailed off without finishing his thought, but Ziyan already understood what he meant.
Thus, Ziyan immediately changed the subject: "Doesn't the Crown Prince have something important to discuss with me? Please speak directly. Commoners do not like to beat around the bush."
After hearing Ziyan's words, the next moment, Ling Xianjun suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Alright, the Crown Prince likes Miss Zi's straightforward personality."
"Then the Commoner hopes the Crown Prince will speak up quickly."
Ziyan turned to look out the window and realized that it was getting late. She estimated that it wouldn't be long before the Second Elder and others who had personally escorted her would be invited over. So, Ziyan began to urge Ling Xianjun.
"Uh? Oh, alright, then the Crown Prince will speak frankly. The Crown Prince also wants to invest in the catering industry. We can collaborate like you and the Sixth Prince did. The Crown Prince will provide the funds, and Miss Zi will contribute her efforts to open a high-end comprehensive hotel that combines food and entertainment in the capital. What do you think?"
Ling Xianjun poured out all his plans in one breath.
"A high-end comprehensive hotel that combines food and entertainment?"
Ziyan was quite surprised by his cleverness. It seemed this Crown Prince was not just an absolute fool; judging by this, his thoughts were quite avant-garde and bold.
Even someone like her, who had crossed over from the advanced Twenty-First Century, had not considered this aspect yet, while this Crown Prince was already pondering it.
"What does Miss Zi think of my idea?"
Ling Xianjun asked again.
"Very good, but the Commoner doesn't have the ability to take such a big step. Moreover, my current Zi Family Spiced Braise restaurant still has room for improvement, so—I'm really hesitant to think that far ahead."
Ziyan began to decline and refuse.
"Crown Prince will put up all the prize money, and I can guarantee that Miss Zi will not suffer any loss."
Ling Xianjun continued to press on, unwilling to back down.
"Ziyan really cannot agree to His Highness the Crown Prince, at least not for now. A Commoner cannot pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelons; that would be too much of a loss."
Ziyan smiled lightly while still calmly refusing.
"No, Crown Prince is definitely a reasonable person, so today Crown Prince is not asking the young lady for an immediate answer. You can take some time to consider it. How about I give you a timeframe? Let's say one day after my Royal Birthday Banquet, what do you think?"
Ling Xianjun appeared to be quite righteous and reasonable.
"Commoner naturally understands the temperament of His Highness the Crown Prince."
Ziyan couldn't help but want to roll her eyes at him, but after a moment's thought, she managed to hold it back.
Staring? Ling Xianjun was not a fool!
So, he stopped talking and carefully, intently stared at Ziyan's face.
After a while, with no other reaction and still that same expression staring back at him, Ziyan's mouth twitched.
However, since he wasn't moving, she decided not to move either. Thus, the two of them continued to stare at each other, with her casually glancing away from him. But neither seemed prepared to speak first.
Thus, this continued for a long time.
Until the maid Yang Xiaodie once again entered the room with a pot of freshly brewed rich tea, placing it on the table and pouring a cup for each of them.
Ling Xianjun could no longer hold back and broke the dead silence.
"Do you truly look down on the Crown Prince from the bottom of your heart, or do you simply not trust him?"
For a moment, Ling Xianjun felt an urge to explode in anger. However, seeing the calmness in Ziyan's eyes, he finally suppressed the burning rage within him.
"This question—Isn't it a bit too much to ask of His Highness the Crown Prince?"
Ziyan blinked her captivating large eyes innocently, showing a look of confusion.
"Just answer whether it is true or not regarding the Crown Prince!"
Ling Xianjun clearly had lost his patience and coldly insisted.
Damn! Is he treating himself like a soft persimmon that anyone can squeeze?
Ziyan's facial muscles twitched slightly. How dare he not recognize her face and force her to take action?
"Is it true? Or is it not?" Ling Xianjun pressed on tightly.
"Yes!" Before a second had passed, Ziyan answered crisply and clearly with a voice as melodious as a silver bell, without a hint of hesitation.
Such a straightforward response caught Ling Xianjun off guard, leaving him momentarily stunned.
"You, you—" Just as Ling Xianjun was about to say something more, a familiar voice came from the direction of the door.
"Why must you pressure Miss Ziyan so much, Brother Crown Prince? There’s an old saying: a gentleman does not take advantage of others' difficulties. You are the esteemed Crown Prince of Nanchu; how could you act in such a manner?"
Ziyan felt quite pleased; that voice belonged to the most charming Princess Ling Yuer of the current dynasty. Her arrival was indeed timely.
As Ziyan and Ling Xianjun turned their gazes toward the door in unison, they saw Princess Ling Yuer had already rushed to Ziyan's side, gently taking her delicate hands in comfort.
Following closely behind her was none other than the returning Xiang Wang Ye, Ling Feng.
"Brother, what a coincidence! You’ve come to visit Miss Zi again?"
In the next moment, Xiang Wang Lingfeng glanced at his brother with a teasing smile and calmly asked Crown Prince Ling Xianjun.
"Uh? Well, I—Crown Prince just came to check on Miss Zi and share some thoughts. Sister Yuer is overthinking; how could I be someone who makes things difficult for others?"
Ling Xianjun's face turned pale as he struggled to offer a disingenuous defense.
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