After I traveled through the book, I became the favorite of the cold and indifferent prince.

Return to the courtyard.

Yan Qingwan simply washed up, changed into a light and comfortable set of underwear, and went back to the room to take a short rest.

Wait until she finishes her nap.

When she was half asleep, Shi Yu stood by her side and helped her get dressed, saying, "Miss, when you were taking a nap just now, someone from Princess Jiachang's residence sent a message saying that Miss Yao would go to see the lotus flowers tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Yan Qingwan couldn't help but repeat in a mumble: "Princess Jiachang?"

Shi Yu nodded and explained softly, "Princess Jiachang also has a house halfway up the mountain. It is said that the house is full of various flowers and plants.

The lotus flowers in full bloom in summer are especially beautiful. Every year, the princess invites some familiar relatives and friends to enjoy the scenery, and this time must be no exception."

Yan Qingwan raised his eyebrows after hearing Shi Yu's words.

The incident at the lotus pond in the Imperial Garden during the last palace banquet is still fresh in my mind.

Now a princess suddenly appeared and invited her to appreciate the lotus flowers?

I don’t know why.

However, the weather is so hot now that I don’t know what to do except appreciate the lotus flowers.

Besides, it seems like she hasn't been out in public for a long time, so it seems like it would be nice to join in the fun this time.

The next day, the sun was shining brightly.

After Yan Qingwan dressed up carefully, she went to the villa where Princess Jiachang lived as agreed.

Princess Jiachang's villa covers a very large area, and the palaces and pavilions are built in a magnificent and gorgeous manner.

From a distance, you can see the scene of carriages and horses flowing like a dragon in front of the gate.

The noble ladies who came in response to the invitation got off the carriages with the help of their maids, and when they met someone they knew, they went into the villa together.

When the carriage of the Marquis of Changxing stopped in front of the princess's villa, before the curtain was opened, Yan Qingwan heard a slight discussion coming from outside.

"Hey, hey, hey, look, that's the carriage of the Marquis of Changxing's mansion. Could the person inside be the Miss Yan who hasn't been seen for a long time?"

"It should be her! After all, apart from her, the other two young ladies in the mansion are just illegitimate children. If they want to attend such an occasion, they will probably have to be led by someone of noble status."

"You are right. This Miss Yan is really different. She rejected so many invitations, but she suddenly came to participate this time. I guess there must be something interesting to watch."

"Of course. Think about it. The young lady of the Zeng family would attend every banquet just to meet her, but Miss Yan never showed up once. If it were you, would you not be angry?"

The person next to him paused for a moment, then echoed, "If it were me, I would be so angry that I would jump to my feet."

When Yan Qingwan heard this, his eyebrows raised slightly.

When the maid helped her get off the carriage, the noisy sounds around her suddenly stopped.

Everyone shut their mouths tacitly, but their eyes involuntarily fell on Yan Qingwan, looking at her appearance curiously and obscurely.

Yan Qingwan ignored the looks from the people around her and walked into the villa with ease and grace, led by her maid.

The courtyard was full of flourishing flowers and plants, shady trees, pavilions and towers scattered throughout, and the garden was full of exotic flowers and plants competing for beauty, which was a breathtaking sight.

Yan Qingwan walked slowly along the corridor, not forgetting to appreciate the beautiful scenery in the courtyard along the way.

After a while, the maid beside her smiled and reminded: "Miss Yan, cross this courtyard and you will reach the lotus pond in the mansion."

Yan Qingwan nodded gently, but just as she raised her foot to turn in, she bumped into someone head-on.

Yan Qingwan subconsciously exclaimed and looked up hurriedly.

My eyes happened to meet with the woman opposite me.

The woman was wearing a fresh and elegant sky-blue long gown with a closed collar and a front-opening, and a plain crescent-shaped white horse-faced skirt. The hem of the skirt fluttered in the wind, giving people a sense of elegance and transcendence.

The overall outfit is both dignified and beautiful yet playful and lively, which is eye-catching.

At first, the woman looked a little panicked, but she quickly came to her senses and leaned forward slightly.

"Miss Yan, I'm really sorry. I was so rude just now." A clear and pleasant voice sounded.

After Yan Qingwan came back to his senses, he also bowed to her and said in a gentle tone: "Miss Wei, you are too kind. What happened just now was also partly my fault. You don't need to blame yourself."

Upon hearing this, Miss Wei on the opposite side smiled slightly, as beautiful as a blooming spring flower.

Her voice was soft and pleasant: "Miss Yan, you don't have to be polite. What happened just now was indeed my fault. I wonder if you are frightened?" After saying that, she smiled gently again, with a hint of apology in her eyes.

Yan Qingwan shook her head gently, indicating that she was fine, and then said softly: "I'm just a little surprised. I'm really fine. Please don't take it to heart, Miss Wei." Her tone was sincere and firm.

After the conversation, the two looked at each other and couldn't help but smile at each other.

At this time, a voice not far away interrupted: "Oh, it turns out to be Miss Yan. Are you not going to be a coward this time?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Qingwan frowned and turned to look.

Standing opposite was Zeng Yulan, the daughter of the Minister of Revenue.

At this moment, she was wearing a red square-necked short-sleeved shirt and was glaring at him menacingly.

Yan Qingwan couldn't help but exclaimed, "A coward? Why do you say that?"

Mu Fangwan, who was beside Zeng Yulan, snorted and said aggressively, "You don't understand. You ignored all the invitations to banquets before. But you came to the flower-viewing banquet at the Princess's Mansion this time? Are you looking down on other noble ladies and trying to curry favor with the rich and powerful?"

Yan Qingwan rolled his eyes, looked down on the two people opposite him, and said sarcastically, "Ah, yes, yes, you are right. I, Yan Qingwan, am the person you are talking about. Alright."

Zeng Yulan's face turned pale when she heard this, and she pointed at Yan Qingwan and shouted, "You! What's that expression on your face? What's that tone of voice?"

A sneer appeared on Yan Qingwan's lips, thinking that Zeng Yulan was still as arrogant and domineering as ever.

She resisted the urge to complain and chuckled obediently, "Don't dare, don't dare, who here dares to ridicule Miss Zeng?"

Zeng Yulan wanted to say something else.

At this time, an elderly woman's voice sounded: "Miss Yan, does the princess want to see you?"

The people who were watching the show around were stunned.

Miss Wei beside Yan Qingwan saw this and whispered, "Miss Yan, go quickly."

Yan Qingwan glanced at her, nodded slightly, and then followed the other person away slowly.

Miss Wei then glanced at the crowd again and said gently, "Everyone is here to enjoy the flowers, so please go away."

Everyone dispersed. Wei Miaozhu glanced at the two people opposite him, his eyes turned cold, and he turned and left.

Zeng Yulan and Mu Fangwan were left standing there stamping their feet in anger.