A short night is hard to please! A stunningly handsome prince dotes on her exclusively.

The next day—

"Brother, you really didn't go to court today?"

As soon as Xin Moyan sat down in the dining room, she saw her brother walking towards her with a beaming smile.

Today he wore a moon-white brocade robe with silver begonia embroidery, his long hair was half-tied up with a white jade begonia hairpin, the other half hanging straight down behind his shoulders, his hair was as black and smooth as silk, his face was like jade, handsome and elegant, and he had a touch of dashing and spiritedness.

He also instructed his servants to bring up more side dishes, and then slowly sat down next to his sister, smiling gently, "Didn't your brother say that he would accompany Yan'er to Chunyi Pavilion today?"

Xin Moyan smiled guiltily, not daring to look directly at her brother beside her. However, Fu Chen had such a good personality, so her brother probably wouldn't make things difficult for her.

Half an hour later, a magnificent carriage was parked in front of the Spring Breeze Pavilion. Liu Fuchen recognized it as Xin Moyan's carriage from the window upstairs and quickly went downstairs.

After Mo Yan left yesterday, he pondered alone for a long time. He felt that the name Xin Mo Yan from the General's Mansion sounded very familiar. Moreover, there was only one general in the capital with the surname Xin. Could this Xin Mo Yan be the Princess Danhua that the guests at Hongru Hall had been talking about?

Rumor has it that Princess Danhua is fierce and ugly, not a kind person. But after spending the last two days with Mo Yan, I found that Mo Yan's appearance and temperament are both extraordinary. Even I can't help but want to become her friend. How could she be as people say?

Yesterday evening, on a whim, he sent He Yi to inquire around the General's Mansion. They happened to run into Mo Yan and her brother returning home. He Yi said that although he had never seen the General, as the outside world said, he was extremely handsome. Mo Yan's eyebrows and eyes were three-tenths similar to his, and he had a powerful aura. He also had a green longsword at his waist, so he must be the General Protector of the Nation. And Mo Yan was with him, so she must be the rumored Princess Danhua, Xin Mo Yan.

He hadn't expected that Princess Danhua was so different from the rumors. However, no matter what Mo Yan's identity was, her temperament and intelligence were truly impressive. It was just that the world was blind, so what was there to fear?

Liu Fuchen's thoughts were wandering, but his pace quickened. Before long, he arrived at the entrance of Chunyi Pavilion, where Xin Moyan was being helped out of the car by her brother.

"Yan'er, don't jump, brother will help you."

"Hehe~"

Xin Moyan chuckled. It was only about half a meter. She really wanted to jump down, and she always wanted to jump down when she rode in the carriage, just for convenience, but her brother always disagreed.

As soon as the two got out of the car, Liu Fuchen quickly came up to her and greeted her happily, "Mo Yan, you've arrived?"

Xin Moling's expression changed drastically. She hurriedly shielded her younger sister behind her and stared at Liu Fuchen with full vigilance.

"Who are you? Why are you addressing Yan'er so affectionately?"

Before Liu Fuchen could introduce himself, Xin Moyan tugged at her brother's wide robe and quickly explained, "Brother, this Young Master Liu is the owner of the Spring Breeze Pavilion, and also the painter who taught Yan'er to paint..."

He thought he had misheard, so he turned around and asked uncertainly, "Yan'er, you just said that this person is the painter who has been teaching you to paint these past two days?"

As he spoke the second half of his sentence, his tone unconsciously became much longer. Cailian had just been saying last night how gentle and kind the painter was; it turns out he was such a young man, and they even…

Xin Moling was horrified at the thought of her sister being alone in a room with this strange man, perhaps very close to him, and maybe even him personally teaching Yan'er how to hold a brush and paint!

"Bold maniac!"

As her heart could no longer bear the images flashing through her mind, Xin Moling felt inexplicably angry and drew her sword, about to point it at Liu Fuchen. Fortunately, Xin Moyan was prepared and quickly stepped between the two, almost causing her brother to lose control of his sword.

"Yan'er, step aside. Today, your brother will teach this madman a lesson. When did such a young painter appear in the capital? I think he is just taking advantage of Yan'er's beauty to deceive her."

Liu Fuchen was stunned for a moment, then realized that this must be Mo Yan's brother, the Great General Xin Moling. He had heard that he loved his sister dearly, and now it seemed that this was indeed the case.

He immediately explained, “Brother, you misunderstand. My name is Liu Ci, courtesy name Fuchen. I am indeed the owner of Chunyi Pavilion. I have been learning calligraphy and painting since I was three years old. I am twenty-one years old this year and have been painting for eighteen years. Although I cannot say that my skills are superb, I can teach a little bit. I am not the madman you described.”

"Who told you to reveal your name? I don't care what your name is or where you live. This man and woman have been alone in the same room for many days. Yan'er is innocent and kind-hearted, so it's easy for you to deceive her. If you don't give me a clear explanation today, I will tie you up and take you to the military camp for severe torture!"

"..."

Hearing Xin Moling shout louder and louder, everyone present, including Xin Moyan, couldn't help but swallow hard. She hadn't expected her brother to react so strongly. If she had known, she would have told her brother halfway there.

"Alright! Alright! Still torturing people? Do you own the military camp? You just drag ordinary civilians to the camp to be tortured. Aren't you afraid that His Majesty will punish you for abusing your power?"

With that, a fiery red figure emerged from the crowd, shaking her head in disappointment at Xin Moling as she walked. This sister-obsessed guy was far too paranoid!

"Buyu, you've come?"

Hua Buyu stepped forward, happily took Xin Moyan's arm, and slowly said, "Xin Moling, you are really unreasonable. My Yan Yan came here to learn painting in a proper way. This young gentleman looks so elegant and refined. How can you think of him as so filthy?"

She arrived just after Xin Moyan got out of the car, but before she could even go up to greet him, she saw a general instantly draw his sword. Seeing this stalemate, it seemed that she had to step in!

"Hua Buyu, what brings you here?"

"I already said I'm here to buy paintings! Besides, Yan Yan is here, so we're probably familiar with each other. I don't think this Spring Breeze Pavilion will overcharge or rip people off. Maybe I can even get a discount."

Liu Fuchen's lips twitched slightly. Where did this girl come from? So... bold and forthright.

She released the hand that had been clapping silently and hurried to her brother's side, her eyes crinkling with a wide smile as she coaxed him, "Brother, I'm sorry. I didn't tell you Fu Chen's real age earlier because I was afraid you would worry. Brother, please believe me, Fu Chen is a gentleman. Please don't be angry, okay?"

"Yan'er, why are you calling him so affectionately?"

"Oh dear! Brother, I also told you not to speak! Besides, if you keep stopping me, I won't be able to present my birthday gift at Aunt's birthday banquet tomorrow!"

"Yan'er!"

Xin Moling felt somewhat helpless. Although the person didn't seem like a villain, he still felt displeased.