It was unexpected to find herself being targeted by Crown Prince Murong Yun. Although Hua Xiyan was just a concubine, she had the entire Hua Family behind her, making her the only link for an alliance with the Hua Family. The Crown Prince, who had already married a main wife, two concubines, and a dozen mistresses, was constantly seeking targets. So when Hua Xiyan turned her head and t Crown Prince Murong Yun’s ambiguous smile, her whole spine went cold.
Crown Prince Murong Yun was soone she couldn’t figure out: crazy, vicious, kind-hearted, decisive, gentle. All these adjectives seed to fit him, but which one was his true nature? It was hard to discern, unless you were his attendant. Such a deeply enigmatic person made her wary, so how could she dare to et his gaze? Instinctively, she lowered her head.
In simple terms, he was a strange man with a myriad of personalities rged into one.
It was long rumored that he did not favor his younger brother. See, even when his own sister caused trouble, the elder brother did not step forward, leaving it to their mother. Truly selfish.
Monts ago, everyone was gathered in the Imperial Garden, now following the Emperor into the main hall, they first knelt to greet him, then took their seats one by one.
Because of Murong Han and Murong Xue’s subdued deanor, they hadn’t spoken a word since the event started, even though the evening banquet was ant to celebrate them. How could they be overshadowed as the main attractions?
Thus, a signal was given to the Chief Eunuch, Cao Yuan, who had grown up with the Emperor as his most trusted confidant. Receiving the Lord’s hint, the sharp voice rang out from the Dragon Throne, reaching every corner of the hall, its volu so impressive that Murong Xue remarked with a sigh. Goodness, not pursuing a career as a tenor is a waste!
Compared to their slightly disheveled appearance in the morning, after an afternoon of recuperation, they seed like different people.
In fact, it wasn’t that no one paid attention to them; they had silently followed behind, their presence temporarily overshadowed by the dispute between the Murong Wei and Murong Ru sisters. Hence, it was only when Chief Cao truly stepped forth to introduce them that people realized they had overlooked such beauty.
Tonight, Murong Xue was dressed in a gown of light blue, as elegant and tranquil as a freshly blossod plum, radiating an aura of vitality that drew people in. This exceptionally lovely lady smiled at the crowd, "Hello everyone, my na is Murong Xue, I hope to receive your guidance in the future."
This smile, erasing all grandeur, was worth a thousand gold.
This voice, clear and lodious, was as sweet and captivating as an oriole.
Equally outstanding was Murong Han beside her, dressed in a dark blue robe, his sleeves draped elegantly, his jet-black hair cascading down, secured lazily by a white jade ribbon. His face, sculpted and handso, was peerlessly beautiful.
At this mont, he turned and quietly watched Murong Xue’s gentle smile, his robe swaying gently in the evening breeze.
This pair of unparalleled siblings, even without an elaborate introduction, just standing here was enough to leave others awestruck, mories surged forth among the older officials, recalling that once unrivaled beauty of the past. Alas, the brilliant, beloved consort t with a tragic end.
The striking entrance, naturally flawless contours, every line ticulously crafted enough to incite envy. When Consort Hua noticed the expressions of awe and regret from the crowd, her anger flared anew, jealousy blinded her eyes, and she unconsciously snapped the crimson rouge in her hand.
After all her years of ticulous cultivation, these siblings had returned imperturbably like cockroaches. Watching the Emperor joyfully chat with the siblings, his usually stern face brimming with smiles, cheeks lifted high, his eyes squinting almost shut with the intensity of his laughter, such warmth and friendliness, never bestowed upon her children!
Though he would smile at her children, she always felt those smiles carried an insincere air, as they never reached his eyes with genuine warmth.
Yet at this mont, he was laughing so effortlessly, was it because these two children were birthed by that slut, that he invested so much of his emotions?
The better their relationship appeared, the more Consort Hua’s anger soared.
What further vexed her was not knowing from where this woman had erged. Clearly reported as soone who fell off a cliff, how could she possibly return after twelve years, leveraging Murong Han’s connection, seamlessly re-entering the palace?
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