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Chapter 1428: Sending to Quhe Garden (194 million reward points plus more)

Prince Jin retracted his gaze and lowered his eyelashes to look at Princess Yun'an, his smile unchanged: "Third sister, thank you for your concern. These noble ladies are all very good."

"only……"

Prince Jin changed the subject and continued, "We have been here for a long time. If we don't show up again, I'm afraid we will be regarded as neglectful."

Princess Yun'an wanted to say more, but Prince Jin had already taken the lead and walked towards the water pavilion.

Princess Yun'an had no choice but to follow quickly. Her plan of selection was easily overcome by Prince Jin.

Seeing the two of them, the originally lively and cheerful scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes turned to look over.

The concubines, ladies of state, and noble ladies present all stood up and saluted respectfully: "Greetings to His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin! Greetings to Princess Yun'an!"

Prince Jin, with a gentle smile on his face, walked straight towards Shen Zhinian who was in the main seat, together with Princess Yun'an, under the curious and awed gazes of the crowd.

As they approached, Prince Jin said with a smile, "My third sister and I are late and have disturbed the Imperial Noble Consort's pleasure. Please forgive us, Imperial Noble Consort."

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, princes, princesses, and imperial concubines were all of the first rank. The Prince of Jin was being humble enough at this moment, and his manners were so thorough that there was no room for fault.

Princess Yun'an nodded along, but there was no trace of guilt on her face. Instead, she couldn't help but glance at the group of noble ladies again.

The moment Prince Jin opened his mouth, Baharguli lowered her head, and only her clenched fingers revealed the turbulent emotions in her heart.

Shen Zhinian's eyes turned slightly, a faint smile still on his lips, and his voice was gentle: "Prince Jin and Princess Yun'an, there is no need to be so polite."

"It's just a casual gathering, why would you blame me? Please take a seat."

As soon as she finished speaking, a lady from the royal family, who was wearing a crimson imperial robe and had her hair combed meticulously, spoke slowly.

"Yun'an is a young man after all, full of energy. Unlike us old bones, we got up early and went to the palace to wait for the Imperial Concubine."

This noblewoman had always disliked Princess Yun'an. She pinched her handkerchief and pressed the corner of her mouth, her tone brimming with seniority and harshness: "It's just that this lotus viewing banquet was meticulously planned by the Imperial Noble Consort. It's a bit rude to be late..."

Princess Yun'an had never been subjected to such public criticism before, and her face instantly darkened!

But the old woman in front of him was of a higher generation, and this was at the Imperial Concubine's banquet. If he lost his temper on the spot, it would only confirm his reputation as arrogant and rude.

Princess Yun'an suppressed the anger that was boiling in her heart and said, "Aunt is right. Yun'an is indeed wrong."

"I was a little delayed on the way and disturbed your leisure. I hope the Imperial Concubine and you will forgive me."

This was said in a dry and dishonest way.

Shen Zhinian took it all in, and when he saw that the situation was almost ready, he spoke slowly, "Okay, it's just a small matter."

"Prince Jin, Yun'an, please take your seats and don't let down the lotuses in the pond."

Prince Jin's expression remained unchanged throughout, as if he hadn't heard the sarcasm hidden in the cotton thread. "Thank you, Imperial Noble Consort, for your understanding."

Then, he led the depressed Princess Yun'an and, under the guidance of the palace servants, sat down in the reserved seats.

However, Princess Yun'an's tense profile still revealed her current frustration.

With the appearance of Prince Jin, many noble ladies' eyes fell on him.

His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin is His Majesty's only brother. He holds a distinguished position, is handsome and gentle, and never displays the airs of a prince. Furthermore, with the position of principal consort still vacant, he has long been a highly sought-after candidate among the many awaiting marriageable ladies in the capital.

At this moment, the eyes of the noble ladies, some reserved and some shy, could not help but become more eager. They looked around, hoping to catch a glimpse of the prince.

Some of those with distinguished family backgrounds and generous personalities had already raised their glasses of fruit wine and saluted the King of Jin from afar, their smiles radiating admiration.

The King of Jin sat at the table and responded to all these glances, whether implicit or direct, with a gentle smile.

He raised his glass in response, his posture calm and his words appropriate. He was neither aloof nor overly enthusiastic, his balance so perfectly balanced that it made one feel like a spring breeze.

Princess Yun'an watched from the side and was very satisfied.

She just felt that these noble ladies had good taste, and it would be perfect if they could become her eighth sister-in-law.

When Princess Yun'an looked at those noble ladies who took the initiative to show their goodwill, her eyes unconsciously showed a bit of scrutiny and evaluation.

However, this scene was seen by Baharguli in a completely different way...

She looked at those noble ladies who could talk and toast with the prince so naturally.

But I could only stand far away as a court lady, not even having the right to come forward and say a word...

……

Yongshou Palace.

Bing Qiao was in the palace maid's bedroom, facing a blurry bronze mirror, carefully pinning the last strand of hair on her temples.

The person in the mirror has delicate eyebrows and eyes. Although not as stunning as the Empress, she is also charming in her own way.

During this period, Bingqiao had been thinking about it in her mind.

But the opportunity to show up in front of the emperor is not easy to get.

In her opinion, today's lotus viewing banquet in Quhe Garden was a ray of opportunity sent by the wind.

How His Majesty treats the Imperial Noble Consort is witnessed by all the six palaces. If the Empress personally hosts a banquet, even if His Majesty merely shows up and sits for a moment, it is a great favor.

If he really went...

Bingqiao's heart beat faster.

She didn't dare to think too much about it, for fear that her expectations were too high, which would be even more embarrassing when they were not met.

Bing Qiao took a deep breath, suppressed her turbulent emotions, and straightened her palace maid's costume, which was not new but was washed clean.

Don't be too deliberate, you need to find a reason that no one can find fault with.

She walked briskly out of the bedroom and found Xia Feng, who was watching the young palace maid wipe the furnishings in the corridor. A trace of worry appeared on her face. "Sister Xia Feng, I just remembered that the Queen instructed a few days ago to use that set of sky-blue porcelain vases with ice crackle patterns to display lotus flowers. It is the most elegant."

"But I see the sun is very strong today. If I only use water in the vase, I'm afraid the lotus will wilt before the banquet is over."

"How about I go to the kitchenette and get some ice cubes to cool it down, take them to Quhe Garden, and add them to the bottle so that Her Majesty can enjoy it more?"

Her tone was sincere and her reasons were indeed justified.

Xia Feng thought about it and felt that it made sense. He nodded and said, "Then you should go quickly and come back soon. Don't linger in the garden and disturb the queen's leisure."

"Yes, I know the seriousness of it."

Bing Qiao felt relieved and turned to walk towards the small kitchen. Her steps seemed steady, but her hands, hidden under her wide sleeves, were slightly damp with sweat.

Whether she can "accidentally" meet the Holy Emperor... depends on whether God is willing to fulfill her wish.

……

Quhe Garden.

Halfway through the banquet, after three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere became more lively.