"Ah, this one? Huaixin was called away by his friend."
"Ah Yao also knows, Huaixin is different from Mr. Xie, Mr. Xie is naturally aloof, apart from his cousin, he always acts alone and doesn’t like socializing."
"But Huaixin always likes to associate with like-minded young men. On such occasions, he will definitely be with his friends; they have more topics in common."
Hearing her words, Mo Zhaozhao paused slightly, then smiled and explained to Yun Wanyao.
In public, Lu Huaixin had never sat with her, she didn’t mind it at all.
Yun Wanyao: "..."
She sighed helplessly in her heart, then hinted pointedly, "I see, but I observed that he seems to be staring at Su Qianxue."
"And, during my little sister’s full moon banquet last time, when Su Qianxue fell into the water, I also heard it was Young Master Lu who rescued her..."
What???
Lu Huaixin staring at Su Qianxue???
Mo Zhaozhao’s expression changed instantly, and she subconsciously searched the crowd for Lu Huaixin, and as expected, she saw him staring at Su Qianxue.
She hadn’t noticed him before, but to think he actually dared to stare at a woman for so long before her eyes.
Her fists clenched tightly, and a surge of anger rose in her chest.
Even if her own brother looked at Su Qianxue one more time, she would be angry, let alone her fiancé.
Lu Huaixin!!!
You’re truly something!
Mo Zhaozhao’s eyes were sinister, and she ruthlessly noted this debt against Lu Huaixin in her heart.
"Princess, in a few months, it will be your wedding day, which is a lifelong affair. I think it would be best to be more cautious. Have you really thought it over? Do you really want to marry Young Master Lu?"
"Why does Ah Yao say that?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Zhaozhao turned her head, looking at her with a dazed expression.
The wedding date is set, what else is there to consider?
"Sigh," Yun Wanyao sighed and said, "Princess, perhaps these words might upset you, but I still want to say that I always feel Young Master Lu is unworthy of you."
"In terms of academics, Young Master Lu is far inferior to Mr. Xie, who won the top scholar at thirteen. In terms of martial skills, there are many aristocratic young men who are stronger than him. As for morals, there’s nothing commendable, and regarding his background, let’s not even mention it."
A concubine-born son, what background can there be?
"Even when it comes to appearance, there are countless people better than him. The Princess, born noble and beautiful, is worthy of the best man under heaven."
Mo Zhaozhao: "..."
"Ah Yao, why do I feel like you’re saying I’m blind."
How come with Ah Yao’s words, Lu Huaixin seems entirely worthless?
"Sigh, perhaps he isn’t outstanding in various aspects, but he treats me well. Da Wu Country has a rule that those marrying a princess cannot serve as officials."
"In my childhood, apart from you and my cousin, I had no playmates. Those aristocratic young men saw me as a menace, avoiding me like the plague."
"Only Huaixin, he didn’t care about whether he could serve as an official, and after knowing me, he often proactively sought me out to play."
"Then, I couldn’t leave the palace, but each time he came, he would bring me something rare from outside the palace, accompanying me in causing trouble within the palace."
"Once, because I was playful, I climbed a very tall tree, but halfway, I slipped and fell. At that moment, I thought I was going to die from the fall, yet, surprisingly, the imagined pain never came."
"He made himself a human cushion below me, but got several bones broken by me, lying in bed for several months."
Mo Zhaozhao squinted her eyes, sinking into those distant memories.
Because of being concubine-born, although Marquis Chang Le favored him, he still had to consider the dignity of the imperial family and the marchioness; therefore, Lu Huaixin’s childhood was not well-off, far from the glory he has now.
Yet, he still strived to give all the beauty to her, leaving her with many warm memories.
These things cannot be replaced by all other external conditions.
Yun Wanyao: "..."
Silly Princess, indeed Da Wu Country has a rule that those marrying a princess cannot serve as officials, but not everyone aspires to enter the imperial court.
That Lu Huaixin, being concubine-born, who knows if his ambition isn’t for the Young Master’s title?
Moreover, the things the Princess spoke of, to an outsider like her, seem deliberate, especially combined with my little sister’s sentiments, it’s undoubtedly flattery.
Intentional flattery.
Now, Lu Huaixin has successfully pushed aside the legitimate son of the Changle Marquis Mansion to become Young Master, who can say this isn’t his goal?
Sigh, a frozen heart takes time to thaw, wanting the Princess to wake up probably isn’t something that can be achieved overnight.