Baby, don't be afraid, I'll accompany you to the heavens and the seas!

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk~!!"

"My little nephew, it's been years since I've seen you, how come your handwriting is still a mess? It looks like a dog scratching a snake!"

Wu Huaixiu held Gui Ning'an close, resting her head on his shoulder, which was cool and delicate, revealing glimpses of pink skin. She picked up the Xuan paper that Gui Ning'an had written on several times, and shook her head and sighed.

"What, what are you doing?! Wu Huaixiu!" Gui Ning'an got up and forcefully snatched back the Xuan paper that had been torn into mid-air. He pushed Wu Huaixiu away and fled the study in tears.

"Oh my gosh~ Are you crying?"

"Tsk tsk tsk~ This little brat can't even write properly, yet he wants to talk about relationships?! Humph!"

Wu Huaixiu strolled leisurely to Qianqianluo's side, mocking Gui Ning'an while brazenly sizing her up and down.

"Greetings, brother! This humble one greets Young Master Huaixiu!" Qianqianlu bowed and greeted this distant relative of the Prime Minister's son.

"Hahaha, Young Master Luo is truly elegant and charming. Meeting you today, he is even more extraordinary!!"

"What a pity~ Young Master Luo can neither save the koi fish wrapped in lotus leaves in the wooden frame, nor can he save himself!"

"Therefore, Young Master Luo should refrain from provoking Ning'an! You can try provoking me instead~ After all, I have a heart that appreciates talent and a heart that cherishes beauty!"

Wu Huaixiu turned around and Qianqian fell, covering her mouth with a mocking smile, her eyes filled with a dangerous possessiveness.

"There are plenty of people in this world who appreciate talent and cherish beauty! Why must this lowly commoner choose Young Master Huaixiu?!"

"Is it because! Young Master talks too much? Or is it because my brain is stupid?!" Qianqian took a step back, retreating from the man's extremely uncomfortable gaze.

"Hahaha~ Young Master Luo, Young Master Luo is really too interesting, hahaha~!!"

Wu Huaixiu laughed so hard she couldn't straighten up, gripping the back of the chair and bending over with laughter.

"I'm speechless, Huaixiu!! What are you laughing at?! I don't think you've ever been this happy since your dad married your mom!"

"Young Master Luo is from the Crown Prince's Palace, so don't try to associate your filthy thoughts with him!" Gui Ningzhi, dressed in an egg-colored quilt, rushed into Gui Ning'an's study in a high-pitched voice.

Upon hearing Gui Ningzhi's words, Wu Huaixiu slowly stopped laughing: "The Crown Prince? He's Qing Tingyu's man?!"

Qianqian felt extremely uncomfortable looking at the suspicious and confused gaze that Wu Huaixiu was giving her.

"So? I'm not worthy, is that it?! Sigh, I'm not only a member of the Eastern Palace! I've also climbed into His Highness the Crown Prince's bed!!"

Gui Ningzhi shielded Qianqian Luo behind her, then thoughtfully added, "Young Master Luo is now His Highness the Crown Prince's concubine, do you understand?!"

"I can't be bothered with you!" Gui Ningzhi grabbed Qian Qianluo and was about to take her to the girls' gathering in the manor.

"Hey! My child, explain yourself!" Wu Huaixiu chased after them, wanting to find out what interesting things had happened in the capital.

In the Yixin Pavilion of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the lotus leaves stretch endlessly to the sky, a boundless expanse of green, while the lotus blossoms, bathed in sunlight, are a uniquely vibrant red!

Wan Qingqing, the daughter of the Vice Minister of War, was enjoying a leisurely stroll in a bamboo boat on the lotus pond with Lin Wanwan, the only daughter of General Lin. Their laughter was sweet, charming, and melodious.

"Wanwan, look! I've caught another spring butterfly!" Wan Qingqing was dressed in a bright red ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), and her jade hairpins jingled and swayed as she caught butterflies and picked flowers.

Lin Wanwan fanned herself with a bone fan, her beautiful face hidden beneath a plain white veil. Hearing Wan Qingqing's cheers, she put down the scriptures she had been studying for a long time and took the net.

"Yes, it is indeed a rare and beautiful spring butterfly. Qingqing's butterfly-catching skills have improved again!"

Hearing Lin Wanwan's praise, Wanqing, who was picking lotus pods and eating lotus flowers, lay sprawled on the bamboo boat, utterly bored.

"Wanwan~, why isn't Zhi'er here yet?!"

"I'd like to see just who this Young Master Luo is, that he actually managed to climb into His Highness the Crown Prince's bed!"

Wan Qingqing lay sprawled on the bamboo boat, basking in the sun, humming and muttering to herself.

Gui Ningzhi, along with Qianqianluo and Wu Huaixiu, rowed a bamboo raft and slowly approached the completely unaware Wan Qingqing.

Shh! ! !

Gui Ningzhi, who had already approached Wan Qingqing, playfully gestured for Lin Wanwan to be quiet. She bent down, scooped up a handful of spring water, and splashed it on Wan Qingqing's face, who was muttering to herself with her eyes closed.

"Hahahaha~ Qingqing, you're really done for now!!"

"Gui, Gui Ningzhi?! Ah!!!" Wan Qingqing's face was soaked with cold spring water. She sprang up like a carp and was about to grab Gui Ningzhi.

"Hahaha, you can't catch me!! Hahaha!"

"Sister Lin, please help me catch Zhi'er! Zhi'er is so naughty!!" Wan Qingqing watched as Gui Ningzhi hid behind Lin Wanwan, wiping the water droplets from her forehead in frustration.

"Miss Qingqing, use a soft handkerchief to wipe your hands, don't get them wet!"

Wu Huaixiu then began to flirt, tenderly handing the silk handkerchief to Wan Qingqing, her starry eyes flashing as she secretly sent her flirtatious glances.

"Who are you?! What? So, not bringing a handkerchief is an eyesore to you?!"

"So what if I didn't bring a handkerchief? Why are you making such a fuss?"

"I'll just wipe it with my hands, you don't need to laugh at me!!" Wan Qingqing angrily boarded another bamboo boat, angrily raising her hand to vigorously wipe the water stains from her head.

Wu Huaixiu: "..."

Qianqian, standing to the side, bit her lower lip hard to suppress her laughter: "You've really hit a brick wall when you're concerned about straight women."

"Haha, it's alright!!" Wu Huaixiu awkwardly pulled his hand back from mid-air, feeling for the first time how vast and abundant the land of Shangjing was, and how the diversity of species was truly eye-opening.

"Hahahahahaha!!" Str0ng broke down for the first time, and this time it was Gui Ning's turn to laugh.

Lin Wanwan lifted her veil, unsure how to ease the awkward atmosphere: "Hahaha, greetings, Brother Huaixiu, greetings, Young Master Luo!!"

Naturally beautiful and unadorned, Lin Wanrou shyly greeted the dead-pretending brother and Qianqianluo.

After practicing his smooth movements day after day, Wu Huaixiu, the "Dead Man," had already appeared before Lin Wanwan, the most beautiful woman in Beijing, before anyone could even react.

"You must be Wanwan, the most beautiful woman in the capital, renowned for her beauty and talent!"

"Having met you today, I am indeed worthy of your reputation. I am Wu Huaixiu!!"

Lin Wanwan had long known that Wu Huaixiu, the son of the richest man in Wuzhou, would soon arrive at the Prime Minister's residence in the capital. This unexpected arrival was truly a test of one's character.

"I have met Young Master Huaixiu before. I have heard that Young Master Huaixiu has lived in Wuzhou for a long time and rarely goes out. I am truly blessed to meet Young Master Huaixiu today!"

Lin Wanwan concealed her red lips and jade-like face behind her bone fan, a picture of unspoken words and tender affection.

"Hahaha, little one, watch me shake you off!!"

Behind Lin Wanwan, Gui Ningzhi and Wan Qingqing were playing wildly, splashing water on each other and grabbing at each other.

"Hahaha, you dare splash me? I'll fart and suffocate you!"

"Ah~ Gui Ningzhi, what did you eat for breakfast?! Your farts smell so bad?!"

Wu Huaixiu, the fake brother, was so aroused by Lin Wanwan's pair of clear, bright eyes that he couldn't resist taking another step forward, spreading out his bone fan to shield the beauty from the sun.

Left standing to the side, Qianqianlu stared at these two bizarre art styles, utterly bewildered as to whether this was a sign of moral decay or a distortion of humanity.

They're all the same age, yet some are suffering from drought while others are drowning in floods!