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"Your Highness, Lord Qingfeng has sent a message back from his guards."

The dining table was cleared, and the blue and white porcelain tea cups made crisp sounds as they gently collided on the mahogany coffee table. Everyone sat together and drank two more cups of the best Biluochun tea. The fragrance of tea filled the warm room.

After waiting for a long time, Qingfeng Pu Ge'er still didn't come back. Jing Chunxi unconsciously rubbed the edge of the teacup with her fingertips. When she was about to ask, a servant in an indigo short coat hurried in from the doorman and bowed respectfully as soon as he entered the door.

"It is said that the young master brought back too many students, so he took them directly to the Rong Enbo Mansion." The servant reported breathlessly, with beads of sweat on his forehead from running.

"They should be the three children from the clan who are studying together at Wenhua Academy. They are on holiday today." Seeing Xu Zize's puzzled look, Jing Chunxi explained in a gentle voice, and his slender fingers gently straightened the wrinkles on his sleeves.

"It is said that there are thirteen people in total, and the carriage they went to pick them up was not enough, so they hired another one." Listening to the servant's words, you can tell that he is smart and sensible. He copied the original words word for word and even imitated the tone vividly, so that everyone can understand clearly.

"Cousin, could it be that you know someone is treating us to a meal today and you are trying to trick Your Highness?" Jing Mingyue rarely made a witty remark, with a sly smile on the corner of her lips. She also deliberately winked at Jing Chunxi, her long eyelashes fluttering up and down.

This left Jing Chunxi speechless. What was going on? Pu Ge'er was still young, he didn't even understand what love was. His clear eyes were still filled with childish innocence. How could he have so many complicated thoughts in his mind like them?

"It will be more lively with more people. It's not that Your Highness can't afford to invite them. It's a rare day off for them, so it's a good time for them to relax." Xu Zize smiled when he heard Jing Mingyue's words. He looked at Jing Chunxi with his deep eyes and smiled. He looked very pleased, and his slender fingers tapped lightly on the table.

He then said, "Xi'er, isn't he worried that the Rong Enbo Mansion is deserted because there are few people? If Pu'er has more good classmates, the mansion will be more lively in the future." His voice was as gentle as a spring breeze blowing across the lake.

"That's right. I was worried that my family would become unsociable and alienated after this incident. I didn't expect that after only half a year of school, I would have made such good friends." Jing Chunxi sighed softly, a look of relief in his eyes.

As an older sister, she was naturally happy, and the corners of her lips unconsciously rose, revealing two shallow dimples.

Every experience brings wisdom; every friendship brings understanding. This will be more beneficial to Pu Ge'er's growth, so that he won't be unable to judge people properly in the future, hindering his own future and even failing to protect himself and his family. She thought silently in her heart, her eyes becoming firm.

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"Hongfen, after you get off the bus, go pick up Ling'er next door and let the sisters get to know her."

After bidding farewell to Lord Feng and his wife, Chunxi gave instructions before getting into the car.

"I'll go with Sister Hongfen. I haven't seen Sister Ling'er for almost a year." Sister Jin volunteered, her eyes sparkling.

Ling'er had been to Qingshan Villa twice and stayed there for quite a while. The two were very close at first and often played together in the garden, catching butterflies, fish and shrimps.

"I'll go with my third sister too. As cousin Xi's younger sister, we're naturally a family." Mingzhu had no choice but to participate in such matters. She jumped over lively and pulled at Jin Jie'er's sleeves, her pink skirt swaying slightly with her movements, for fear that she would refuse to take her.

"Can Sister Yaya come with us?" Yaya is one year older than Sister Jin, and they are quite familiar with each other after playing together today. Compared with the older sisters, she still prefers playing with Sister Jing and Mingzhu, but she is too quiet and introverted, and shyly twists the handkerchief in her hand while speaking.

"Why not? We'll be good sisters from now on." Mingzhu interrupted, her voice as clear as a silver bell.

"You're the one who talks too fast." Sister Jin was angry and upset again. She pouted her lips and turned around and ignored everyone.

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Rong Enbo Mansion,

This was the first time Jing Chunxi stepped into his new home.

Xu Zize had already dismounted and stood behind the carriage. Seeing that it was Jing Chunxi who lifted the curtain, he stepped forward to support her, and his bony hands held her wrist firmly.

He walked until Jing Chunxi stood firmly, not caring about the other sisters in the car. He pulled her towards the gate, his steps steady and calm, without looking back.

Sister Jin, who had just stretched her head out to wait for someone to help, was speechless, "This eldest prince is partial, values ​​women over friends, is tempted by beauty, turns his face coldly, is heartless and ungrateful,..." She counted on her fingers and listed them one by one, her little face flushed with anger.

When I was at a loss for words, I looked up and saw that the sisters behind me were covering their mouths and laughing, their shoulders shaking.

She became even more angry.

Without the help of a maid, she jumped out of the car angrily and stomped her embroidered shoes heavily on the ground.

"Sister Yaya, Mingzhu, hurry up, let's go play with Ling'er and ignore them." After saying that, she didn't care whether they got off the car or not, and ran straight to the gate of Prince Jing's mansion next to her, her skirt flying behind her, just as naughty as she was.

Although Mingzhu was helped out of the carriage by her maid, she was still a few steps slower because of her short legs.

As soon as he stood firm, he chased after her, "Third sister, wait for me." But he stopped after running a few steps, ran back, and pulled Feng Yaya hard, and the pearl flowers in her hair were so anxious that they tilted to the side.