The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

"Who are you calling shameless?" Yan Chuan suddenly stood up, his eyes cold as he pushed away Duan Qingqing's hand that was pointing at Jiang Yingxue. "How could the Fifth Peak produce a disciple as outspoken as you?"

Duan Qingqing was shocked by Yan Chuan's momentum and her hand retracted involuntarily, but soon, she gritted her teeth, raised her chin, and sneered sarcastically: "Did I say something wrong? She hides behind a man when something happens, and even says that His Royal Highness is jealous of her? Bah! She doesn't even look at her own status. It's ridiculous."

Before he finished speaking, a dark shadow suddenly rushed out from the box on the second floor.

The guard beside Shen Yun said nothing, flipping over the railing. With lightning speed, he landed steadily in front of Duan Qingqing in a few quick movements. The guard's eyes were cold, and with an expressionless face, he placed his unsheathed sword steadily at her neck. The icy touch of the blade froze Duan Qingqing, a chill running down her spine. "Who are you? How dare you be so rude!"

Duan Qingqing's face turned pale, and she stared at the guard with wide eyes in disbelief. At that moment, she clearly saw that the guard had jumped directly from Senior Brother Shen's box. In other words, this was Senior Brother Shen's personal bodyguard!

The funny thing is, it was Jiang Yingxue who had just spoken rudely, so why was the knife now at her neck? It was simply unreasonable!

Duan Qingqing gritted her teeth and pushed the sword from her neck away with all her might, saying indignantly, "What are you doing? I'm Duan Qingqing, a disciple of the Fifth Peak of the Xianyun Sect, and a fellow disciple of your Crown Prince! You pointed your sword at the wrong person, didn't you? It was Jiang Yingxue who was being rude."

The guard said, "But we saw it clearly from upstairs. It was you who spoke rudely in public!"

"I was rude?" Duan Qingqing laughed out of anger. "Do you know what Jiang Yingxue just said? She actually said that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was smiling at her. And she even dared to call His Royal Highness the Crown Prince by his name!"

"So what?" The guard interrupted her without hesitation and glanced at her coldly: "If he's not smiling at Miss Jiang, is he smiling at you?"

Duan Qingqing was momentarily speechless, her head buzzing, her eyes filled with anger and embarrassment. She paused for a moment, staring intently at the guard. Suddenly realizing something, a hint of doubt etched itself in her voice. "Wait, Miss Jiang? You know her?"

The guard immediately bowed deeply and respectfully to Jiang Yingxue, his posture erect and straight, without a hint of disrespect. He turned to face Duan Qingqing, his gaze stern, and said, "Miss Jiang, you are the daughter of the Loyal and Brave Marquis of Yun State, and you are also childhood sweethearts of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Why should they call each other by their names? His Royal Highness hasn't said anything, so why are you interrupting?"

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked, especially Duan Ningning. She originally wanted to laugh at Jiang Yingxue, but now her heart was in turmoil. After all, she had never expected that Jiang Yingxue and Shen Yun had such a close background!

Duan Qingqing panicked immediately when she heard this. She looked at Shen Yun on the second floor, then at Jiang Yingxue who looked calm, and her face turned red instantly.

Chu Ying let out a soft "wow" and opened her eyes wide, looking at Duan Qingqing with a playful look: "See, I told you long ago that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not looking at you. You are so self-indulgent and it's quite exciting~"

"You!" Duan Qingqing's face flushed red, and she was so angry that she forced out a sentence through her teeth, her voice stuttering: "Jiang Yingxue! Are you deliberately not telling me? You deliberately hid it from me and wanted to see me make a fool of myself, right?"

Jiang Yingxue shrugged helplessly: "I told you, I told you Shen Yun was looking at me, but you don't seem to listen to me."

"you!"

"Alright, Miss Duan." The guard folded his arms and said, "Please apologize to Miss Jiang."

Duan Qingqing's face darkened, and she was obviously reluctant: "Why? I'm the one who's embarrassed now! Even if she is the eldest daughter of the Yun Kingdom Marquisate, so what? I'm also a girl from an aristocratic family."

The guard raised his chin, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes: "She is the daughter of our Yun Kingdom's great hero, and she is very likely to be the future Crown Princess."

"Crown Princess!?"

In an instant, the surroundings were so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. The disciples watching were stunned, exchanging surprised glances with each other.

"W-what's going on? What Crown Princess?" Chu Ying, smelling the gossip, squeezed over: "Aren't we childhood sweethearts? How did she become the Crown Princess?"

"That's not true." Yan Chuan sat aside, his face tinged with an unpredictable emotion. He snorted softly, his voice low, "They're just rumors circulating in the capital of Yun State. They don't have a formal engagement, so it can't be counted."

Although his words were calm, there was a hint of displeasure in them, and even his fingers clenched a little involuntarily.

The guard was furious upon hearing this. His expression suddenly changed, and anger welled up in his eyes. "Although they are not engaged, Miss Jiang has long been chosen by His Majesty and the Queen. Besides a woman of her talent and beauty, who else is worthy of standing beside His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? And who are you to casually comment on the private affairs of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Miss Jiang?"

As soon as he said this, the disciples watching around him couldn't help but whisper among themselves. They were somewhat shocked, but also a little curious.

"Me?" Yan Chuan raised his eyebrows, glanced at the guard, and said with a hint of provocation: "I am your Miss Jiang's senior brother from the same sect. We have lived and died together, and our relationship is as close as life and death."

As he spoke, he moved a little closer to Jiang Yingxue, slightly sideways, with a meaningful smile on his face: "Right, Yingxue?"

Jiang Yingxue was startled by his sudden action and couldn't help but frown. What's wrong with this guy? He was unwilling to admit it when we said we'd live and die together, but now he's saying we've got a life-or-death relationship? What's going on?

Seeing that she was hesitant to answer, Yan Chuan deliberately tilted his head closer and whispered a soft "Hmm?" in her ear in a low voice. The ending tone of the voice rose slightly, carrying a hint of invisible reminder.

Jiang Yingxue felt slightly uncomfortable and shrank back guiltily, avoiding him slightly before meeting his gaze again. She blinked rapidly, nodded awkwardly, and quickly looked at the guard: "Hmm, yes, that's right, it's true."

Then she said to the guards, "Okay, Yufeng, you know that the Crown Prince only treats me as a sister. From now on, don't talk about fiancée when we are out in public. There is no engagement between him and me, and I treat him as a brother."

Her voice was gentle yet with a hint of distance, like a gentle breeze blowing by, which made people unable to stay but also impossible to resist.

After hearing this, Yan Chuan quickly turned his head away and supported his chin with his hand, for fear that others would notice that he couldn't control the corners of his lips.