The Princess Cannot Escape: The Cunning Prince Is Not to Be Messed With

Chapter 54 A High-Profile Declaration of Love

After saying that, Gu Lounan leaped down and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Upon hearing this, Xiahou Ying pursed his lips and glanced at Yin Quan with a gaze as clear and cold as the moonlight. Yin Quan immediately felt a chill run down her spine when he looked at her like that.

"I have nothing to do with him! I don't even know what he meant by that! Can you please stop looking at me like that?!"

Yin Quan felt so depressed she wanted to cry.

That pervert Gu Lounan! He always speaks in such ambiguous ways! Damn it!

What "words spoken"? What "all count"?! Ugh—Pah!

It's all just wishful thinking on her part!

She's been so damn wronged!

"I believe you." His eyes softened, and Xiahou Ying grasped her hand tightly, pulling her down from the platform.

Wei Jun and Pang Ban stood guard beside the two men and dispersed the onlookers.

In just one day, the news of Prince Duan's high-profile declaration of love spread throughout the streets and alleys of Zhaoyang City, instantly stirring up an unprecedented storm in the entire capital.

Whether unmarried or already married, the women were all stirred by that bold and romantic gesture, their hearts filled with girlish longing, and they all hoped to one day meet such a husband. The men, on the other hand, mostly focused on Yin Quan. They too yearned for a woman as beautiful as a fiery passion and as serene as a deep current, like a radiant ray of light breaking through the clouds—bold, fearless, and dazzling. Her every smile and gesture revealed a woman's generous and open-minded beauty, unpretentious, unhesitating, and genuinely cheerful—a beauty that was truly captivating.

After that high-profile appearance, Yin Quan attracts countless envious glances and whispers wherever she goes.

"Well, you've been living in the capital for quite some time now. Are there any glassmaking facilities here?"

"Glass?" Harina repeated, puzzled, frowning as she looked at Yin Quan. "It's something that looks a bit like glass," Yin Quan explained, stroking her chin as she noticed the confusion on Harina's face.

"As for glass, there is a glass workshop in Wangxiangting in the western suburbs, but what do you want to do with that place, Master?" Harina asked, puzzled, as he followed Yin Quan.

"Take me there first, that thing is very useful." Hearing this, Yin Quan, who was always being directed wherever she went, suddenly perked up and grabbed Harina's sleeve to leave.

Sitting in the study, Xiahou Ying's slender fingers caressed the long, thin brocade box that Gu Lounan had sent a few days ago, his gaze slightly dark.

Because of Gu Lounan's rather meaningful words, he never opened the brocade box.

Whether it's a great gift or not, he'll only know after he opens it...

Gu Lounan is a man of unpredictable actions; he would never do something aimless. The contents of this box might truly be some great gift…

Thinking this to himself, Xiahou Ying unfastened the ivory clasp, opened the box, and saw a layer of richly colored black velvet inside the brocade box. A white jade hairpin was fixed in place with silver thread in the velvet. The jade hairpin was smooth and soft, with a faint wisp of smoke floating in it. It was indeed a top-quality jade.

Xiahou Ying's gaze lingered on the jade hairpin. Suddenly, his eyebrows twitched, and his thin, red lips, which had been pressed into a straight line, parted abruptly. His expression shifted between light and shadow, unfathomable and difficult to discern.

It wasn't until much later that he put down the brocade box in his hand, a faint, cold blue light rising in his dark eyes, like a knife or a sword.

He got up and walked to the window, put his hands behind his back, and suddenly coughed loudly.

A metallic, salty taste rose in his throat. He closed his eyes, forcibly suppressing the burning sensation that was hard to control in his internal organs, and then called Wei Jun in.

"Find Qin Chang'an through the cat's eye..."

"Yes!" Wei Jun replied, but did not leave immediately.

"master……"

"Do as I command." With a low sigh, Xiahou Ying did not turn around.

He narrowed his long, dark eyes, gazing at the light gray clouds outside the window that were gradually becoming an overcast blanket, and smiled bitterly to himself: Indeed, it was a great gift.

The glass workshop at Wangxiangting in the western suburbs is not far from Zhaoyang. Although it looks somewhat simple from the outside, it is fully equipped inside, truly living up to the saying: "Small but complete."

The owner of the glass workshop was a young and strong man with a bronze complexion tinged with red, which seemed to draw out the infatuated soul within Yin Quan.

Hmm, Xiahou Ying's physique is much better than this guy's... It would be even better if his complexion were a bit healthier...

Subconsciously recalling someone's eight-pack abs, Yin Quan's eyes sparkled like stars.

Looking at her from the side, Harina suddenly felt a little regretful.

If Prince Duan were to find out that his fiancée was looking at other men's bodies with such blatant lust, he would be punished beyond measure, not just by being torn to pieces, but by being sliced ​​into ten thousand pieces...

Thinking this, Harina felt a chill run down his spine, involuntarily shrugged, and let out a soft cough.

"Master, please stop looking..."

Harina's voice was somewhat soft, somewhat awkward, and somewhat stiff.

Reminded by her words, Yin Quan immediately snapped out of her daze, swallowed hard, and became serious.

"I think your skills are quite good, but there are still some flaws..."

She spoke slowly and deliberately, her tone revealing an undisguised regret and sorrow.

“Look, this emerald green glass bottle, though its color is lustrous with a hint of green, isn’t quite transparent enough. And look at the colors of the pieces in your workshop, most of them are predominantly blue, green, and yellow, monotonous and lacking any variation, let alone originality. You are the best glass craftsman around the capital, and I’m sure you’ve tried many times to break through to a higher level…” Yin Quan said, her eyes darting around the glass products in the workshop. She spoke casually, but her gaze kept glancing at the young man, as if waiting for something.

The man was initially somewhat displeased with the two uninvited women in front of him, but after hearing Yin Quan's flowery words, he suddenly looked up from the fire and stared at her with a mixture of belief and doubt.

Seeing that the burly man had shown interest, Yin Quan remained calm and composed, her expression still indifferent. She continued, "There is another drawback to the glass products you make..."

"What drawbacks?" the man finally asked, a hint of longing flickering in his dark eyes, which reflected the firelight.

"I have something here that only you can make for me." Without immediately answering the man's question, Yin Quan took out a drawing from her bosom, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons with laughter.

The man frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out to take the paper she handed him.

Staring at the two dark, parallel circular patterns on the paper, the man asked, puzzled, "What are these?"

“These are called sunglasses. They’re used to block out the sun. They’re made of black glass, completely transparent, with metal rims,” Yin Quan replied, a glint of excitement on her face.

Upon hearing this, the man turned to the second sheet of paper with a mixture of belief and doubt, his brow furrowing even more deeply than before.

"This……"

"This is called a telescope. It's a bit difficult to make. I've written all the requirements on it. Although the production process is somewhat complicated, I believe you can definitely do it without any problems!" With a slight upturn of her lips, Yin Quan's eyes shone brightly in the flickering firelight in the workshop, like a red rose blooming in spring, radiating a dazzling light that penetrated to the bone.

"Ten days. The young lady can come and collect it in ten days." Finally letting down his guard, the man slightly tightened his grip on the blueprints, and a smile appeared on his bronze face, which was slightly glistening with sweat.

"I haven't asked yet..." Yin Quan moved her lips slightly, momentarily stunned by the man's small face, which was as clear as a spring striking a stone.

"My name is Ni Tianze."

"The survival of the fittest?"

"good."

"Heaven's choice? What a great name. I'll leave these two items to you!" With that, Yin Quan smiled at Ni Tianze and stepped out of his narrow workshop.

Startled by her radiant smile, Ni Tianze was momentarily stunned, but quickly regained his composure.

Walking along the not-so-wide forest path, Harina finally couldn't contain his confusion and asked, "Master, what exactly are those two things?"

"Hmm..." Upon hearing her question, Yin Quan first crossed her arms and thought for a moment before speaking, "It's not easy to describe in words. You'll know once he's done it."

After listening, Harina nodded as if he understood, and the two continued walking in the direction they had come from.

At the Duan Prince's residence, a very thin member of the Cat's Eyes group was bowing his head in front of Xiahou Ying.

"Master, all four groups of spies, A, B, C, and D, have investigated. The last place Miss Qin was seen was Santong County, and her whereabouts have been unknown since then."

Santong County...

A slight thought crossed Xiahou Ying's mind, and his brows furrowed slightly, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Go down..." After saying that, he suddenly stopped the Cat's Eye member as if he remembered something: "Do you have any news about him?" He moved his lips and whispered a sentence, his tone flat and indifferent, still without any emotion.

The visitor shook his head and replied, "Reporting to Master, there is none at the moment."

Upon hearing this, Xiahou Ying waved his hand, signaling the man to step back.

Upon seeing this, the person quickly disappeared from the study like a wisp of gray smoke, as if he had never been there at all.

Walking to the window with his hands behind his back, Xiahou Ying gazed at the rolling red clouds gradually emerging from the horizon in the distance, a faint sense of unease rising in his chest.

The swirling, gathering fiery clouds rushed into his eyes like a burning flame, igniting the emotions within him and causing a dull, scorching pain in his internal organs.

Just then, Yin Quan's clear voice came from outside the door. He moved his lips slightly and then turned to look at her.

"You're actually home!" She stared with wide, surprised eyes, but her voice was filled with excitement rather than surprise.

Before he could speak, the person who had just stepped in lunged forward and immediately pounced into his arms, followed by a series of unreserved rubbings and squirming in his arms for quite some time before finally letting him go.

The air was filled with the fresh, pleasant scent of pine and cypress emanating from her. Xiahou Ying looked down at Yin Quan, her thin lips, which had been pressed into a straight line, slowly curved upwards, forming a crescent moon shape, tinged with a hazy, pearly glow that reflected the fiery orange-red hue of the setting sun, a vibrant and passionate beauty.

"You went to the western suburbs?"

Seeing her move away from him, Xiahou Ying asked.

"Yes, something came up." Nodding, Yin Quan's face was flushed with two blushes from her heightened emotions, making her especially alluring in the crimson glow of the setting sun.

"I have already asked my father to set a date. The ninth day of next month will be our wedding day." Looking down at the person in his arms, Xiahou Ying's long, narrow eyes narrowed slightly. His deep, dark eyes were tinged with the glow of the setting sun, clear and bright with a golden ripple, like the shimmering sea, sparkling and exquisite.

"The ninth day of next month, that's not long!!" Yin Quan's eyes widened in shock.