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As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Wenxian froze on the spot.

She paused for a moment, her lips moving slightly.

She first glanced at Sang Luan, then looked at ***.

*** was looking at her with a cold expression and icy eyes.

With just that one glance, Liu Wenxian's heart sank slightly.

After a long silence, Liu Wenxian spoke again, "Your Highness doesn't know, this girl is really too unruly. I was just afraid that she might accidentally offend you."

*** slowly sat back down, looked up at Liu Wenxian, and waved her hand, "Alright, you can all go down now, just let her stay."

She glanced at Sang Luan from the side.

Liu Wenxian was startled, and countless thoughts flashed through her mind.

My first thought was that Sang Luan must have gone crazy somewhere these past two days and offended His Highness.

She lowered her eyes slightly, moved closer to Sang Luan, and said in a low voice, "How exactly did you offend His Highness? I'll settle the score with you properly after His Highness leaves."

Sang Luan was speechless for a moment, and was about to speak.

Liu Wenxian grabbed the hem of her clothes, about to make a move.

The person above slammed their hand on the table and glared coldly at Liu Wenxian, "Try touching her again?"

The protective intent in her words was quite obvious, and both Liu Wenxian and the old lady heard it clearly.

The two couldn't help but exchange a glance, their eyes filled with shock.

*** has always stayed in the palace, how could Sang Luan possibly have a relationship with ***?

When *** mentioned it again, Liu Wenxian felt a strange unease. She touched her nose and then silently withdrew her hand.

Clearing his throat, he scanned everyone present before speaking, word by word: "From this day forward, without my order, no one is permitted to touch a single hair on Sang Luan's head. If I discover such a person doing so, it will be considered an open act of defiance against me, against the royal family, and against His Majesty!"

She paused, her gaze slowly sweeping over Liu Wenxian. "Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Liu Wenxian was even more shocked and was unsure of what to do.

*** said coldly, "What, do I need to repeat myself to you?"

Liu Wenxian immediately realized what was happening and shook her head, "No need, no need, whatever Your Highness says is fine."

She raised her eyes and gave Sang Luan a deep look.

At this moment, Sang Luan had no energy to pay attention to Liu Wenxian at all.

Her gaze was fixed on ***, her eyes revealing not only shock but also a hint of curiosity.

Liu Wenxian felt conflicted, but when she met ***'s expressionless face, she silently lowered her head.

She bowed slightly to the old lady, and then quickly entered the side hall with her.

Yuan Jinsheng raised an eyebrow and smiled, "I've heard you talk about Furong Garden so many times, so take me to see it today."

Sang Luan lowered her eyes slightly and gave a soft "hmm".

The two had only taken a few steps forward when Yuan Jinsheng stopped and turned to look at the group of palace servants beside him. "You all wait here. I'll be right back."

Then, the group of palace servants silently stopped in their tracks.

After half a stick of incense.

Inside the Hibiscus Garden.

Sang Luan sat upright to one side, reached out and took a piece of pastry, took a bite, and chewed it gently a few times.

She looked up at Yuan Jinsheng directly opposite her and finished the rest of the pastry in her hand.

Then, she quietly poured herself another cup of tea and tilted her head back to sip a few mouthfuls.

Sang Luan looked up at Yuan Jinsheng directly opposite her again, and then tilted her head back to drink the tea in her teacup in one gulp.

He opened his mouth several times, but in the end, not a single word came out.

At this moment, Yuan Jinsheng had lost the coldness and majesty he had shown in the front garden.

She looked at Sang Luan with amusement, silently took a piece of pastry and handed it to her, "Ask whatever you want to ask, don't keep it to yourself."

Sang Luan paused, lowered her eyes slightly, and her gaze suddenly fell on the pastry that the other party had handed her.

Looking further up, Yuan Jinsheng's fingers were slender, his skin was fair and delicate, and even faintly glowed.

This condition is even better than hers.

Sang Luan reached out and took the pastry, looking up, "You're actually ***?"

Their first meeting was marked by a near-collision with a horse and a robbery. The seemingly simple-minded woman turned out to be the palace maid.

Although she had never seen ***'s face, she knew the rumors were unreliable.

However, most of the descriptions of *** in the book portray him as someone who enjoys quiet, has no desires or wants in the world, and spends his days burning incense and worshipping Buddha.

But whether it was from the first time she met him or now.

The other party has absolutely no connection to any of these things.

Yuan Jinsheng glanced weakly at Sang Luan.

Sang Luan's reaction was even more shocking than she had imagined.

Could it be that Sang Luan won't want to play with her anymore?

Thinking of this, Yuan Jinsheng tentatively asked, "If I said they mistook me for someone else, would you believe me?"

Sang Luan couldn't help but chuckle; her usually expressionless face finally showed some emotion.

She clasped her hands together, leaned on the table, and scanned Yuan Jinsheng's face with her eyes.

"I'm not angry with you. I just didn't expect you to be His Highness. Your skin looks even better than mine."

Seeing that Sang Luan finally smiled, Yuan Jinsheng's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, slowly relaxed.

She had finally found someone who could show her all over Shengjing, and she didn't want to lose him like this.

Yuan Jinsheng smiled and extended his hand to Sang Luan, "Let's get to know each other again. My name is Yuan Jinsheng."

After a moment of silence, Sang Luan also silently extended her hand, "I am still the Sang Luan you know."

Their eyes met suddenly, and in the next instant, they both burst out laughing.

Immediately, Yuan Jinsheng took something out of his pocket and placed it flat on the table.

She pushed it towards Sang Luan, saying, "This is for you. I think it will suit you perfectly."

Sang Luan was somewhat surprised, and fell silent when her gaze fell on the lip rouge on the table.

To better distinguish Qiuzhuangxie's lipsticks from other stores, she and Meng Youning made a special mark on the lipsticks.

She could recognize any lipstick that slanted out from the autumn makeup immediately.

At that moment, the lip rouge on the table happened to be applied at an angle by autumn makeup.

Seeing that she didn't react for a long time, Yuan Jinsheng asked in surprise, "What's wrong? Don't you like it?"

Sang Luan quickly came to her senses and shook her head slightly. "I like it."

Then, she casually picked up the lipstick from the table and played with it in her palm.

"Autumn makeup askew..."

Yuan Jinsheng suddenly spoke up.

Sang Luan paused in her movements, her breath caught in her throat, and she looked up, staring intently at Yuan Jinsheng.