Resisting the Wind and Splendor

"Perilla, I want some too!" Liu Yun quickly picked up her bowl.

Zisu also picked up a piece and put it in his bowl.

Chu Yueli sipped her tea slowly, her gaze fixed on the lower part of the table.

Before long, the area near the city gate became noticeably lively.

The people on the street downstairs were all rushing towards the city gate, jostling and scrambling, afraid of missing out.

Chu Yue and the others were seated by the window, and they could easily see everything on the street below without having to lean out.

The commotion at the city gate grew louder and louder, and soon a group of people emerged from the crowd.

The procession heading into the city was gradually drawing closer.

These were the personal guards brought back by Prince Yu. There weren't many of them, only a few dozen, but the group looked quite impressive.

"With Prince Yu is his son, Qin Jin, who is also a highly skilled general." Jing Lei whispered, "This General Qin was also granted the title of Heir Apparent today, with the title of Heir Apparent Qin."

"Prince Qin?" This title is somewhat unexpected.

Using a surname directly as a title is very rare; it essentially places the title above all other princes with that surname.

In other words, in the Emperor's heart, Qin Jin represented the younger generation of the Qin family, and was the most favored among them.

The two young masters of the Duke of Qin's mansion were not as high-ranking as him.

"It seems the Emperor really has no intention of hiding his true intentions. He's trying his best to win over Prince Yu's family and completely break away from the Qin family!" Liu Yun coldly snorted.

Their prince was the grandson of the Duke of Qin. From their perspective, although the Prince of Yu's family also had the surname Qin, they were not family.

Chu Yueli remained silent, looking down at the group of people passing by on the street.

Leading the procession were the Qin family father and son. In the middle of the group was a carriage, and judging from its decoration, the person inside was either a lady or a young lady.

However, it is said that Madam Qin passed away many years ago, so the only possible person inside is Qin Mingyue, who has just been granted the title of Princess.

Qin Mingyue...

The carriage curtain remained drawn, and the people inside did not show their faces.

Chu Yueli's fingertips had somehow gotten caught on something small.

"Miss." Zisu squeezed her hand, took the broken chopsticks from her hand, and stuffed a sour plum into her mouth.

Chu Yueli looked down and almost laughed: "You're so thoughtful."

The chopsticks in this teahouse are very distinctive and easily recognizable. If someone were to investigate, they might very well find their way back to the teahouse.

Chu Yueli held a sour plum between her fingers, then suddenly twisted her wrist.

The horses on the lower carriage neighed and their steps faltered, causing the carriage to shake violently.

"Princess!" The guards beside her rushed over and finally managed to subdue the out-of-control horse.

Ahead, Qin Jin glanced at Prince Yu, who nodded. Qin Jin immediately spurred his horse back, went to the carriage, and asked the person inside, "Sister, are you injured?"

"It's nothing." The carriage curtain was finally lifted, and a fair and beautiful face appeared in everyone's sight.

Zisu couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Liu Yun's eyes widened.

Jing Lei frowned deeply.

Only Chu Yueli remained expressionless, coldly watching the girl in the carriage, her eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

The curtain was lowered again, and the procession finally moved on.

Zisu patted her chest, as if she was still shaken.

Looking at Chu Yueli again, her expression remained calm.

Zisu couldn't help but ask, "Miss, you already guessed it was her?"