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Yu Po lowered her eyes and gave a soft "hmm".

"Young Madam, Young Madam."

Suddenly, Xu Mama's shouts came from not far away.

Sang Luan and Yu Po exchanged a glance. Yu Po immediately understood and craned her neck to respond.

Sang Luan reached out and pulled her clothes inwards.

Just as she was about to lift her foot, she saw Granny Xu standing at the door, looking in her direction. "Young Madam, there's not much time left to practice the blessing dance."

Sang Luan lowered her eyelids slightly, lifted her foot, and went into the side room again.

For the next two days, Sang Luan diligently practiced the blessing dance in her room.

Although it still can't be examined in detail, it's passable.

Noon the next day.

Sang Luan sat in front of the bronze mirror, letting her maidservant do her hair and makeup.

She glanced around furtively, and seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she yawned.

But ironically, after hitting the first one, there was a second, and then a third.

She instinctively reached out and covered her mouth.

In the blink of an eye, her beautiful eyes filled with tears.

"Cough cough cough..."

Suddenly, a soft cough came from the side.

Sang Luan knew without turning around that it was Liu Wenxian's voice.

She silently pursed her lips, but still obediently sat up straight.

He admired his reflection in the bronze mirror without blinking.

She was forcibly pulled from her bed at dawn today.

That was at the hour of Mao (5-7 AM). In her time, the golden rooster was still standing alone.

Whether it was because she was bored or not, Liu Wenxian would come in and take a look every now and then, ever since Sang Luan started dressing up.

Every time I come in, I correct Sang Luan's behavior.

This made it difficult for Sang Luan to maintain her smile.

At the doorway, there was a cold gaze that sent chills down Sang Luan's spine.

She couldn't help but twitch her lips slightly. It was when she was forcibly pulled up that she inadvertently glanced at Feng Hengzhi on the master bed, who was actually sleeping soundly.

She accidentally woke up Feng Hengzhi as well.

She assured everyone that it was truly an accident.

Unexpectedly, this guy holds a grudge; he came straight here after the court assembly.

It made her feel very uncomfortable.

Sang Luan was so sleepy that she had to force herself to stay awake because of the stares of the people around her.

Seeing the maid who had been doing her hair and makeup let her hair down again after all the effort she had put up, Sang Luan couldn't hold back any longer.

Her beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she suddenly spoke, "This isn't necessary..."

Before she could finish speaking, Liu Wenxian interrupted, "Just focus on waiting for them to do your makeup."

Liu Wenxian stood up, walked to Sang Luan's side, casually picked up a hairpin from the makeup box next to her, held it up to Sang Luan's head, frowned slightly, and shook her head.

He then put it down and replaced it with another one.

Sang Luan stared at herself in the bronze mirror and couldn't help but say, "Mother, I think this is fine."

She pointed to the hairpin that Liu Wenxian had just put down.

Liu Wenxian glanced at her suddenly and snorted coldly, "Don't say anything. I really can't praise the one you chose last time."

Sang Luan recalled the numerous hairpins adorning her head at the last palace banquet and wanted to explain that there was a reason for it.

But when his gaze met Liu Wenxian's eyes, he silently swallowed the words he had prepared.

Another hour later.

Sang Luan carefully reached out and touched her temples. She shook her head slightly and suddenly felt her head become heavy.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and when she opened them again, she exhaled a heavy breath.

It wasn't until 5:45 PM that Sang Luan and her party arrived at the Prince Yi's residence.

The Prince's Mansion was unusually lively today.

As soon as you step into the main courtyard, you can see all kinds of birthday gifts piled up neatly.

"This must be the Prime Minister's wife, right?" An elderly nanny approached the group with a bright smile. "The manor has prepared everything for the blessing dance. Please come with me to the other side to wait."

Upon hearing this, Feng Heng immediately turned and walked inside without looking back.

Before leaving, Liu Wenxian specifically instructed Sang Luan, "It's just a few simple movements, so don't make any mistakes."

Sang Luan's face immediately lit up with a smile, "Of course, Mother, don't worry, Luan'er has already memorized those few movements."

Weird.

She then added a sweet reassurance, "The rest is up to Luan'er, so Mother can rest assured."

Let's just put out a hundred; she didn't have the remaining twenty at all.

Liu Wenxian calmly looked Sang Luan up and down.

Her makeup was appropriate, her demeanor was proper, and her smile was suitable; she performed even better than when she was at home.

Seeing this, she felt much more at ease.

Only after Liu Wenxian's figure disappeared from sight did Sang Luan realize that everything around her had become quiet.

With Liu Wenxian by her side, she would either nag about her eating habits or her posture.

Strangely enough, whenever she was walking and eating properly, Liu Wenxian was nowhere to be seen.

Whenever she took a break, Liu Wenxian would inevitably catch her red-handed.

"***Gifts have arrived!" A man on horseback shouted from afar.

He had barely finished speaking when he arrived at the gate of the mansion.

Grabbing the reins with one hand, he dismounted with the other, casually lifting the items off the horse's back. "***I am not feeling well today and should not leave the palace, so she has specially ordered me to deliver the congratulatory gifts to the Princess."

He paused, then said, "***I only wish that the Queen may be happy and joyful all the time."

The person who gave the gift was about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Sang Luan raised her eyebrows slightly, and just as she turned to the side, she only saw the person's back from afar.

She blinked. The voice sounded familiar to her when she first heard it, and now that she saw this scene, it felt even more familiar.

At this moment, Meng Youning and Qi Ran were standing at the gate of the mansion to greet guests.

Sang Luan's eyes flashed, she stepped forward and gave a slight bow to Qi Ran, "Greetings, Young Master."

Qi Ran ignored her completely and simply waved his hand.

Sang Luan's gaze fell on Meng Youning, who was standing to the side, and she couldn't help but sneer, "Oh, the Crown Princess is in such a state, is she really alright?"

After saying that, she covered her mouth, looking surprised.

Meng Youning coughed lightly, about to speak, when Qi Ran whispered in her ear, "You are weak, and it's windy today, so go to the inner room."

Sang Luan snorted coldly, turned slightly to the side, and slowly walked past Meng Youning.

Meng Youning tilted her head, and their eyes suddenly met in mid-air.

"I've long heard of the young mistress, that she is exceptionally talented and stunningly beautiful," the old nanny suddenly said as she walked forward. "Now that I've seen her today, I finally understand what it means to be as beautiful as a fairy."

Sang Luan paused, her eyes narrowing slightly.

The old woman turned around, her face still beaming with a bright smile.

Seeing her stop, the old woman smiled somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm so sorry, I knew that word was used to praise a beautiful woman. If I have offended you in any way, please forgive me."