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"Sister Yan, I'm here again to enjoy the food."
Just as the atmosphere became a bit awkward, Ling Yuer changed the topic.
Ziyan looked at Ling Yuer, who was winking at her, and responded cheerfully, "Welcome! If the princess comes to Ziyan for food, then Ziyan is more than happy to oblige. I suppose everyone is hungry now? Let's head downstairs."
"Sure, sure!"
Ling Yuer exclaimed joyfully, squealing like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, while linking arms with Ziyan and heading towards the door.
Xiang Wang Lingfeng couldn't help but shake his head while stifling a laugh. After he finished laughing, he turned to Crown Prince Ling Xianjun, who still looked somewhat stiff and expressionless, and said, "Your Highness, would you like to stay and have dinner with us tonight?"
However, before Ling Xianjun could respond, he continued, "Oh dear! Forgive my foolishness. If I keep you here, I'm afraid Consort—oh no, I mean Sister-in-law—will surely blame me later. So I won't trouble you to stay. By the way, it’s getting dark; please be careful on your way back to the Eastern Palace."
At this point, Xiang Wang Lingfeng still wore a cheerful smile, as if everything was for his brother's consideration.
"You—think—you can win her heart? From what I know, she already has someone she cares for," Ling Xianjun initially wanted to explode but took a deep breath and suppressed his frustration after some contemplation. However, unwilling to concede defeat verbally, he deliberately said something he thought would hit Ling Feng hard.
Instantly, Ling Feng stopped smiling and replied with a smirk, "You don't need to worry about that; as long as she trusts me more than she trusts you, I'll be satisfied."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Feng turned around and strode out the door.
This left Ling Xianjun trembling with anger as he clenched his fists and muttered under his breath at his brother's retreating figure, "One day, I will make you all submit to me."
Ling Xianjun sat in Ziyan's room for a moment longer with a gloomy expression before finally standing up and waving to his subordinates outside the door: "Come! Return to the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace."
"Yes, Your Highness!" As soon as the words fell, Crown Prince Ling Xianjun slowly began to descend the stairs surrounded by his guards.
As he reached the second-floor lobby, his footsteps slowed. He cast a cold glance at the largest and most luxurious private room with great reluctance.
At the same time, sounds of laughter from young ladies came from inside. Only when he descended the stairs and could no longer see did he finally look away.
Meanwhile, on the second floor.
Inside the private room, Ziyan and Ling Yuer were chatting happily.
Xiang Wang Lingfeng occasionally interjected, but mostly he watched with a pleased expression as he looked at his royal sister and the girl—Ziyan—he still couldn't forget.
While they enjoyed fine green tea and chatted freely, a guard entered the room, clasped his hands in salute to the three inside, and reported, "Report to you, my lord, the Crown Prince and his party have left."
"Mm, understood. You may go."
Xiang Wang Lingfeng smiled faintly and waved his hand to signal the guard to leave.
"Hehe, I bet my brother the Crown Prince is quite angry today."
Ling Yuer laughed innocently, making Ziyan feel a bit sympathetic. Such a pure and lovely girl was unfortunately not noticed by Strongman Wu Xiang.
Alas! What is love in this world? The most troubling thing is when someone simply does not understand it! At this moment, Ziyan felt a sense of injustice for this adorable and beautiful Princess. There is nothing wrong with love itself, but loving the wrong person will surely lead to heartache.
Even this esteemed royal jewel could not escape such a fate. Fortunately, the Strongman on her side did not take the bait; otherwise, if the royal family resorted to cruel means to intervene, the pain would be even deeper.
Meanwhile, Qi Yu returned with Second Elder and others to the second floor of the Zi Family Spiced Braise restaurant, right next door to where Ziyan and her companions were eating and chatting.
Naturally, Ziyan would also visit this room to comfort her subordinates.
After entertaining the guests in the two private rooms, Ziyan returned to her room on the third floor. As the night deepened, she was alone and perhaps had taken some tonic from Mo Ziyu, as she felt quite energetic and hardly sleepy.
With no sleepiness, Ziyan leaned on her bed, lost in thought. Suddenly, she recalled the beautiful figure from the depths of the palace—Ling Yuxuan's mother, Lin Miao.
A mother who had been separated from her own flesh and blood for over a decade, trapped by the ruler like a bird confined in a lonely yard. How had she endured these years?
On such nights, was she sleeping now? Or was she quietly sitting in the yard or her room, missing the person she longed for the most?
Curiosity filled Ziyan's heart at that moment.
Suddenly, a bold idea arose within her: why not sneak into the palace herself? Since the emperor had already expressed his needs to her, even if she were accidentally captured by a skilled person in the palace, it seemed unlikely that the emperor would truly do anything to her!
With this thought, Ziyan quickly flipped off her bed and retrieved a set of night clothes hidden in her wardrobe. She quietly opened her window and climbed out, leaping onto the roof with a graceful motion.
The night was beautiful under the bright moon and sparse stars. As Ziyan stood alone on the rooftop, there was actually a shadow sitting not far behind her in a dark corner.
This figure had been waiting for Ziyan to fall asleep so that they could sneak back into her room. However, after waiting for some time without seeing her asleep, they instead witnessed her stealthily leaving her room.
Moreover, it seemed she intended to go out alone. The hidden figure closely monitored her every move until they saw her leap across the rooftop heading northwest.
At the same time, they noticed that within a short period, two other figures were following closely behind her.
After waiting for a moment and seeing no one else around, Ling Yuxuan also followed after her.
This scene truly resembled a mantis stalking its prey while a cicada remained unaware. However, the mantis following Ziyan was not an enemy; those were two hidden guards arranged by Ling Yuxuan. As for the cicada, it was naturally Ling Yuxuan herself.
In the dead of night, Qi Yu and the others had not come out, likely because they had celebrated a bit too much earlier and were now sound asleep in their rooms. He did not expect Ziyan to be so bold as to venture out alone in the capital city at such a late hour.
As he chased after her, Ling Yuxuan discovered that his Beloved Child's destination was actually the Imperial Palace Courtyard, where countless masters gathered! Immediately, Ling Yuxuan broke into a cold sweat over his Beloved Child's audacious act.
He secretly rejoiced that he had discovered this in time; otherwise, if this little girl had barged into the Grand Palace alone, who knows what kind of trouble she could have gotten into.
However, since he was already here, with his current martial arts skills, he was confident he could rescue her if needed.
Seeing that his Beloved Child dared to take such a risk, Ling Yuxuan felt emboldened and came up with a daring plan of his own.
Thus, without making any attempts to stop her, he followed closely behind and leaped onto the roof of the grand palace he was familiar with from childhood.
His gaze remained fixed on Ziyan's elusive figure throughout.
At dusk, Crown Prince Ling Xianjun entered the Zi Family Spiced Braise restaurant to look for Ziyan. He had been watching everything clearly. So when he noticed Ziyan entering the palace, he mistakenly thought she might be planning to sneak into the Eastern Palace to play tricks or cause trouble for the Crown Prince.
To his surprise, Ziyan did not head towards the Eastern Palace but instead rushed toward the sleeping quarters of the Emperor's Son, which were heavily guarded.
At that moment, Ling Yuxuan found himself puzzled about his Beloved Child's intentions.
Could it be? Was his Beloved Child planning to take revenge by assassinating the current emperor—Ling Zhiyuan?
The thought sent shockwaves through Ling Yuxuan! This girl was far too bold; did she really think she could invade the emperor's lair with her limited skills? That would be nothing short of a fantasy.
Not to mention how many top-tier masters were stationed there; even the numerous traps might be beyond her capabilities. She had practically no practical experience!
Ling Yuxuan tightened his grip on the sword hanging at his waist. He was ready for battle; it seemed he might have a fierce fight on his hands tonight.
Ling Yuxuan was secretly calculating in her heart.
However, things were quite strange. Ziyan leaped across the rooftops of the palace as if she had entered a deserted area.
Since they entered the palace, aside from seeing the guards patrolling below, they had not encountered any hidden guards on the rooftops.
Ziyan found it odd because Ling Yuxuan had told her that within the depths of the real palace, there would definitely be some hidden guards. It was not like what she had seen in the Twenty-First Century, where all the guards were patrolling on the ground.
Soon, Ziyan effortlessly passed through the Emperor's largest sleeping quarters and quickly found the elegant yard she remembered, which was where Miao'er lived.
Ziyan did not knock on the courtyard door but instead jumped over the courtyard wall. Just as she stepped into the flower sea next to the pavilion, she intended to hide among the flowers to observe the situation in the yard. However, she suddenly noticed a white figure walking out from the pavilion.
At the same time, that figure lit several lanterns beside her. As the flames of the lanterns gradually grew brighter from their initial faint glow,
what came into Ziyan's view was Miao'er. After lighting several lanterns, she picked one up and walked gracefully toward Ziyan's landing spot.
Then she smiled and greeted Ziyan, "Miss, I've finally been waiting for you."
"Uh? Oh, so the princess already knew that a commoner would come?"
Ziyan immediately felt a bit embarrassed and flushed; it seemed that experience still mattered. She hadn't expected her plans to be anticipated by Miao'er.
Thinking of this, Ziyan felt it unnecessary to hide any longer. So she took a deep breath and walked out from among the flowers confidently.
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