The Prince's Beloved Little Wife

Not long after, Chen Mengyao and the Crown Prince boarded the direct flight to Paris West. This journey was far from short; it would take several hours to reach their destination.

Sitting in a spacious and comfortable seat, watching the snow-white clouds drift by outside the window, Chen Mengyao couldn't help but sigh, "We can't let fatigue spoil our enjoyment of the trip!" With that thought, she turned to the others and suggested, "Why don't we take a good rest now and recharge so we'll have enough energy to fully enjoy ourselves when we get to Paris?"

Hearing Chen Mengyao's suggestion, everyone nodded in agreement. Soon, the cabin gradually quieted down, and everyone obediently closed their eyes, drifting off to sleep. Some leaned back gently, a faint smile playing on their lips; others rested their heads on their elbows, breathing evenly and steadily; still others were snoring softly, but this did not disturb the other passengers at all; instead, it created a peaceful and serene atmosphere.

A few hours later, the plane slowly landed at Paris West Airport. It was a little past four in the afternoon, and the sunlight slanted across the glass facade of the terminal, refracting a dazzling glow. Chen Mengyao and her group stepped off the plane with anticipation, soaking in the atmosphere of this romantic city. They quickly found several taxis in the airport, and the group happily got in, heading to the Youmengguan Hotel, which she had booked in advance.

Upon arriving at the hotel, they entered the spacious and bright lobby. Chen Mengyao confidently approached the front desk and fluently stated her booking name and phone number in English. The receptionist smiled and nodded, quickly checked the records, and then politely asked them to show their passports for registration. The entire process was orderly, and check-in was completed quickly. Chen Mengyao generously prepaid for several days' stay, and then, with the warm guidance of the staff, the group carried their suitcases down the corridor to their respective rooms.

Everyone began settling in, tidying their belongings. Afterwards, they all gathered in Chen Mengyao's room, where she asked with concern if they needed to rest a little longer to adjust to the time difference. After all, the long flight was indeed tiring, and going out for fun in the evening would give them more energy. Everyone nodded in agreement, thinking it was a good idea. So, they returned to their rooms, ready to take a nap.

After returning to her room, Chen Mengyao eagerly opened her secret space and released the intelligent robot, Lingyue. She asked curiously, "Lingyue, do you know all the fun and delicious places abroad? Also, can you speak French?" Lingyue's eyes shone with confidence as she replied, "Master, my system will meticulously plan your travel itinerary according to your needs. Moreover, I am fluent in various languages, so French is naturally no problem for me." Hearing this, Chen Mengyao's worries vanished, and she couldn't help but marvel at how worthwhile the robot was; she would no longer have to worry about language barriers when traveling abroad.

So, she asked Lingyue to tell her the detailed shopping route for the evening and instructed her to be on standby in the lobby. After making the arrangements, Chen Mengyao felt a wave of drowsiness wash over her. She gently closed the door and, like Ouyang Han, went back to bed to rest and recharge for the exciting evening in Paris.

Lying in bed, Chen Mengyao's thoughts drifted away. She imagined Paris at night, brightly lit, the streets filled with the aroma of French cuisine. She couldn't help but plan her evening, imagining herself in an elegant dress, strolling along the Seine, feeling the gentle breeze on her face, and admiring the beautiful scenery on both banks. Perhaps she might even stumble upon a street art performance, or step into an art-filled café and enjoy a peaceful and wonderful time.

Thinking of these things, a smile crept onto her face. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and felt as if she were already in that romantic world. Gradually, her breathing became steady, her body relaxed, and she drifted into a sweet dream. Lingyue, meanwhile, sat quietly in the hallway of the room, waiting for her master's summons, ready to offer her help and service at any time.

As the prince and his entourage slowly awoke from their slumber in the hotel, the streets of western Paris were just beginning to light up, neon lights shimmering, and the entire city seemed enveloped in a dazzling array of colors. The clock had already quietly struck past six in the afternoon, and sunlight filtered through the thin clouds, illuminating every corner of this city brimming with romance and art.

Chen Mengyao, dressed in an elegant dress, stood gracefully with her head slightly raised, a hint of anticipation in her eyes. Beside her, Ouyang Han appeared composed, a faint smile playing on his lips. The two walked side by side, followed by Ling Yue and the Crown Prince's entourage. Everyone in the group was radiant, seemingly filled with curiosity and longing for the city.

Led by Lingyue's lively yet confident demeanor, they strolled through the streets of Paris. Along the way, buildings of various styles were arranged in a harmonious and orderly fashion, where classical and modern elements blended perfectly. The shops lining the streets were dazzling, their windows displaying a wide variety of exquisite goods, a feast for the eyes.

Before long, they finally found a restaurant with a unique character. The restaurant's exterior was simple yet elegant, exuding a distinctive charm. Stepping inside, a warm and comfortable atmosphere enveloped them. The interior was exquisitely decorated, with artistic paintings adorning the walls, tables and chairs neatly arranged, and soft lighting casting a romantic and pleasant ambiance.

They opened the menu, which listed various local specialties, mainly Western food. However, they looked at each other, unsure what to do, as none of them understood French. Frustrated, they all turned to Lingyue, asking her to read the menu aloud. Lingyue nodded slightly and, drawing on her fluency in French, patiently translated the name and characteristics of each dish. They listened attentively, occasionally whispering amongst themselves, and finally decided on the dishes they wanted to order, asking Lingyue to place their order.

Time slipped by unnoticed during the wait, and soon the dishes ordered by Chen Mengyao and her group were served one after another. The food on the plates was beautifully presented, with enticing colors and a tempting aroma. Everyone's eyes lit up at the sight of the delicious food. Having grown accustomed to eating with knives and forks in Dongling Kingdom, they moved with remarkable skill at this foreign table. The knives and forks danced lightly in their hands, and the moment they cut and placed the food in their mouths, the delicious flavors exploded on their taste buds.

After a satisfying meal, led by Lingyue, they strolled briskly to the renowned Champs-Élysées. This avenue, like a dazzling galaxy, was lined with numerous high-end luxury brand stores and trendy fashion boutiques. Crowds thronged the street, tourists from all over the world gathering here to experience the city's unique charm.

The prince and his entourage embarked on their shopping trip with great enthusiasm. Since they were in a foreign country and WeChat Pay wasn't accepted, Chen Mengyao had already prepared in advance, carefully exchanging her currency for the local currency at the airport's exchange shop. Strolling through the streets, their eyes lit up at the dazzling array of goods. There were beautiful clothes and jewelry, exquisite handicrafts, lifelike portraits, various perfumes exuding unique fragrances, and mouthwatering local specialties; everyone bought quite a bit.

Chen Mengyao was equally immersed in the joy of shopping, especially enjoying the perfumes. Although she had seen many perfumes in supermarkets, the variety and quality of perfumes in Paris were far greater. She seemed captivated by their allure, buying up every single perfume in the store. She thought to herself that when she got back, she would definitely have someone research how to create various perfumes. After all, they couldn't come to Paris often, and they couldn't miss such a wonderful opportunity.

Next, they went into other perfume shops, as well as various handicraft and art shops. At each place, they bought everything in stock without hesitation. The shop owners were overjoyed to have such generous customers and offered to deliver the goods to their homes. So, Chen Mengyao had Lingyue tell all the shop owners where they were staying and left her phone number, asking them to deliver the goods the next day.

After shopping, they continued walking along the street. Ouyang Han's gaze was inadvertently drawn to an antique shop exuding a rustic charm. The shop stood quietly on one side of the street, like a mysterious treasure trove of time. The display windows showcased rare and precious items from all over the world, each carrying countless historical stories, as if telling ancient legends.

Ouyang Han slowly entered the shop, his gaze instantly drawn to an ancient and exquisite vase. He carefully reached out, as if afraid to disturb this treasure weathered by time, gently stroking its delicate surface. The touch under his fingertips felt like touching the veins of history, allowing him to truly feel its weight that transcends time. Every texture, every detail, seemed to tell a story of the past, transporting him to a distant and mysterious era.

Meanwhile, Chen Mengyao's attention was drawn to a skilled painter on the street. The painter's brush seemed to come alive, dancing lightly across the canvas. In no time, a lifelike portrait appeared before them. The figure in the painting seemed as if it would step out of the canvas at any moment, incredibly vivid. Chen Mengyao stopped in her tracks, watching intently, her eyes filled with amazement and admiration.

Lingyue stood by, patiently and meticulously translating the artist's introduction for them. Her voice was soft and clear, eloquently explaining the inspiration behind the painting, the story behind it, and its inherent artistic value. Through Lingyue's translation, everyone seemed to have opened a door to understanding Parisian art and culture, gaining a deeper and more comprehensive understanding of the city's profound artistic heritage.

Next, filled with anticipation and joy, Chen Mengyao commissioned the skilled painter to create a portrait of everyone in their group. When the lifelike portraits appeared before them, everyone couldn't help but gasp in amazement. The portraits seemed to possess souls; every subtle expression and posture was depicted with exquisite detail, almost indistinguishable from the real people. Everyone spontaneously exclaimed in admiration, praising the painter's superb skill, truly living up to his reputation.

Being in this city renowned as an art capital, they deeply felt the rich artistic atmosphere. From the graffiti adorning the streets and alleys to the exquisite carvings on the buildings, and even the unique artistic attire of passersby, everything showcased the city's love and pursuit of art. This vibrant artistic ambiance, like an invisible magnetic field, deeply attracted them.

The eldest princess, her husband, and King Wen and his wife were particularly fond of the portrait. Gazing at the scene depicted, their eyes shone with excitement, as if they could see through the painting the city's profound artistic heritage. Filled with longing and passion for art, they all expressed their hope that Lingyue would take them to visit all the art galleries in the city the next day. They yearned to personally enter those temples of art, to appreciate the stories behind each artwork, and to feel the emotions and wisdom that the artists poured into their works. After all, all four of them were people with a deep love for art and unique insights, and they were filled with anticipation for this rare artistic journey.

Lingyue listened with a smile to their thoughts and needs, knowing their passion for art. She nodded slightly, indicating she understood their expectations, and promised to carefully plan the itinerary so they could fully enjoy this art-filled journey.

As time quietly passed and night deepened, the Champs-Élysées shone like a dazzling pearl, its light becoming increasingly enchanting in the darkness. The lights lining the avenue, like stars fallen to earth, adorned the entire street with a dreamlike glow. They strolled to a fountain, where the clear water droplets, illuminated by the brilliant lights, shimmered with iridescent colors, like a group of lively sprites frolicking and leaping in the water.

Such a beautiful scene prompted everyone to take out their phones to capture the moment. They wanted to record this beautiful instant and freeze this unique romance forever in their photos. Just as everyone was immersed in this wonderful atmosphere, a melodious sound suddenly drifted from afar. The sound was like heavenly music, gentle and flowing slowly through the air. It turned out to be a street performer putting on a wonderful show.

The captivating melody seemed to possess a magical power, drawing them in effortlessly. Everything around them seemed to stand still, and time itself seemed to stop for the sake of the beautiful music. Their thoughts drifted with the music, immersed in this world filled with artistic atmosphere.

After leaving the glamorous Champs-Élysées, their group arrived at the banks of the Seine. The river shimmered like a giant silver mirror, reflecting the city's twinkling lights. Cruise ships glided slowly across the water, like palaces gracefully moving on the water, carrying groups of tourists to enjoy the beautiful night view.

Chen Mengyao and her group boarded a cruise ship with great enthusiasm. A gentle breeze caressed their cheeks, bringing a touch of coolness that made them feel exceptionally comfortable. They sat quietly on the deck, letting the evening breeze caress their hair. The city lights in the distance reflected on the shimmering river, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene. They were immersed in this tranquil and romantic moment, enjoying this rare comfort and warmth.

As the cruise ship slowly docked, the night was already deep. Filled with memories and a sense of accomplishment, they returned to their hotel, their steps slightly weary yet utterly satisfied. This night in Paris felt like a magical dream journey, allowing them to deeply experience the city's unique charm. The ancient architecture, exquisite artworks, romantic nightscape, and captivating street performances were all etched in their hearts, leaving behind many unforgettable and beautiful memories.