On the way back home, Xiao Lingruo was bored and fiddled with the bracelet on her wrist. She knew that Yin Ji would definitely be jealous and want to marry her, but she never thought that it would be in this way. Old Prince Chen was not dead after all.

But the final goal was almost the same as she expected.

She is really anxious, Yin Ji.

We soon arrived at the palace, and Xiao Lingruo's expression immediately changed, and her whole body revealed that she was worried.

Ji Junhao finally couldn't help but give in. He liked Xiao Lingruo, and how could he bear the fact that she treated him like a nobody and avoided him for so many days.

Picking up a pair of porcelain dolls that he had bought from a street vendor, Ji Junhao came into the house.

"Ruo'er, my dear Ruo'er, you are still angry with me."

Xiao Lingruo turned her head away and didn't look at him, pursing her lips tightly.

"Look what this is?" He took out two exquisite porcelain dolls.

Xiao Lingruo's eyes lit up, and she took the two dolls from him, "Humph, don't think this can appease me."

Ji Junhao took out a bunch of gadgets. These were all bought for Xiao Lingruo when she was a child. "Do you like them? It's not easy to find all of these."

There were also toys that Xiao Lingruo loved when she was a child but had lost. It was obvious that the person in front of him had spent a lot of effort to find them all.

"I forgive you." She smiled faintly, and then she remembered what Old Prince Chen said. Her eyes dimmed for a moment, "Brother, will you marry me?"

"Yes, but not now." Ji Junhao said.

"Liu Xiaomo's injury should have healed. Can she leave the house now?" Xiao Lingruo said.

"Lingruo, stop being unreasonable. Do you have to mention Xiaomo?" Ji Junhao frowned.

I thought Xiao Lingruo would be angry with him again because of this, but she just said calmly, "I understand, brother. Xiaomo can stay as long as you want."

She has given up hope and will soon be married, so she can no longer care about the palace. The palace will welcome a mistress, but it will not be her.

Xiao Lingruo's eyes were terrifyingly calm, and Ji Junhao always had a feeling that he was going to lose her.

"Prince! What are you doing?" Liu Xiaomo's voice came from outside and she walked in.

"Miss Xiao is here too." Liu Xiaomo walked forward and sat next to Ji Junhao. "Hey, this porcelain doll is so pretty. Sister Lingruo, is this yours?"

Liu Xiaomo was fiddling with the exquisite female porcelain doll, and Xiao Lingruo nodded.

"Can you give it to me? I like it so much."

Ji Junhao frowned and was about to refuse on behalf of Xiao Lingruo, but he heard her say, "Okay."

"No." This was a gift from him to Xiao Lingruo. It was a pair with his male porcelain doll. How could he give it to someone else so easily?

"If Xiaomo likes it, just give it to her. It's just a porcelain doll after all." Her watery eyes were emotionless and no trace of joy or anger could be seen.

For some reason, Ji Junhao felt a little confused. Xiao Lingruo had been hostile to Liu Xiaomo before, so why was she willing to give her the porcelain doll that represented them now?

"I'm not feeling well. Please go back." Xiao Lingruo ordered them to leave. The two of them didn't want to stay any longer, so they left.

Xiao Lingruo was alone in the room, with a vague look in her eyes.

"Ayin."

Yin Jue stepped forward, "Miss, I'm here."

"Go tell Manager Lin that I have thought it over and I agree." She looked at the little gadgets that Ji Junhao brought on the table and picked up a wooden ring. It was carved by Ji Junhao himself when he was a child. He said that he would marry her in the future. The little guy put the ring on her hand and made a sincere promise, but now everything has changed.

"Put away everything on this table."

"Yes, Miss." Yin Jue cleaned up the things on the table, glanced at the young lady who was worried, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Tongzi, are you there? Tongzi." Xiao Lingruo called the system in her mind.

"Huh? What for?"

"When do you think Yin Ji will be ready?" She was talking about preparing for the wedding and a series of other things.

"At least a month."

"I guess a week at most. Bet with me, Tongzi. If you lose, give me 100 points."

System: ...I don’t want to pay attention to the woman in front of me.

Although the Jianghu trip failed and Liu Xiaomo returned in disgrace, but doesn't she still have the capital city?

Besides, now that Ji Junhao doesn't want her blood anymore, she can stay here with peace of mind.

Recently, Yan Cheng knew that she was back and often invited her to participate in poetry gatherings. Although there were some rumors before that those poems were not written by her, so what? Those young ladies in Beijing who were jealous of her could not find any evidence.

Besides, she came to ancient times and promoted the poems of the Sage and Immortal Poets, and she did nothing wrong.

Liu Xiaomo forgot that when she showed those poems to other people for appreciation, many more people appreciated them. However, she treated things that did not belong to her as her own, and sooner or later she would fail.

Today, she planned to attend the poetry banquet invited by Yan Cheng. She had already thought of a poem for this occasion and was ready to shine there.

Seeing her so happy, Ji Junhao couldn't help but laugh, "Is there something good? You look so happy."

"Hehehe, Yan Cheng invited me to a poetry reading and I plan to go." Liu Xiaomo was very happy.

"Is that Yan guy here too? Let me go with you." Ji Junhao felt inexplicably unhappy.

"Okay." Liu Xiaomo nodded, not noticing anything unusual about Ji Junhao.

"Your Highness, this is Miss Xiao. She asked me to return it to you." Yin Jue showed the pile of little things to Ji Junhao.

Ji Junhao noticed the wooden ring on it at a glance. He frowned and asked, "What is she angry about?"

Otherwise, I wouldn't have returned all these things to him. Ji Junhao looked at the pile of stuff, feeling irritated, and simply swept away the things on top.

Those things that represented childhood were scattered everywhere and spilled on the ground. The wooden ring rolled to the edge of the corner and hid under the corner of the table. "Since she doesn't want it, An Er, just throw it away." Ji Junhao said coldly.

"Yes."

Liu Xiaomo said, "This is not a good idea. I think Miss Xiao also likes these."

"Even if she doesn't like it, I can't force her to accept it, right?" Ji Junhao's eyes were tinged with a layer of icy mist. He felt like a trapped beast in his heart and was extremely irritated. He couldn't explain why he was like this.

"Okay, it's getting late, we should go to the poetry reading." Liu Xiaomo took his hand, not realizing how intimate this action was.

"Let's go." He was feeling bored and urgently needed to do something else to divert his attention.

Chunfeng Tower.

As soon as Liu Xiaomo arrived, she attracted a lot of attention.

She disappeared for a while, and the scholars present missed her very much and hoped that such a talented woman would return to Beijing as soon as possible.

Yan Cheng stepped forward and said, "Miss Xiaomo, long time no see."

Ji Junhao stood in front of Liu Xiaomo and said, "No need to be so intimate."

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was somewhat tense, Liu Xiaomo quickly said, "Okay, okay, I'm going to write a poem."

Their eyes focused on Liu Xiaomo on the stage, only to see her cough lightly and speak.

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