C51 (1/2)

The ladies of many ministers had already gathered in the back gardens of the palace. Shui Qianyu was laughing and joking with them, full of joy and laughter.

”My sister is amazing, don't say that about her, Sister Yan.” Shui Qianyu said gently. She carefully glanced in Shui Qiannan's direction, as if Shui Qinan would be very angry if he heard that.

Shui Qiannan was not far from Shui Qianyu. She could clearly hear every word that she was saying. He really could hide it. It was so profound that it could be passed on to a Successor Disciple of An Lingmin.

”Mother thinks so too.” Shui Qiannan acted as if he agreed with Little Right. He imitated her and rolled his eyes at her, making her giggle.

”Your Highness, it's your Highness!” A wave of noisy voices sounded.

”Zi Ming.” Shui Qiyu did not rush in front of Hou Ziming like before. Instead, she stood up and called out to him gently when he walked in front of her.

Seeing this, Hou Ziming's heart stirred. It was as if there was a burning desire in his body.

”Yu'er is exceptionally beautiful today!” Hou Ziming praised, while Shui Qianyu blushed and said softly, ”Mmm.”

”The crown prince is indeed blessed. He is truly a match made in heaven with the second lady of the Shui family.” Praising voices continuously rang out. Shui Qianyu's face turned red, and with an embarrassed look, she shyly said, ”You guys don't need to talk anymore.”

”Alright, let's not talk about it anymore. Yu'er is already embarrassed.” Qin Yan was the woman that Shui Qiyu had just called sister Yan.

”Little Mei, quickly check if my clothes are still in order.”

”I heard that the empress's palace feast this time is for the Xia King's selection of his wangfei.”

”Really, really?”

”...” When the noisy crowd saw Xia Wang walking over from afar, even the usually dignified ladies could not help but discuss amongst themselves. The Xia king, Hou Qingyu, had a graceful and kind demeanor. He was the dream lover of many women.

As the Xia King drew closer, the sounds of discussion gradually died down. All the ladies looked nervously at Hou Qingyu.

How could there be no Shui Xin'er on this occasion? She'd long since arrived at the imperial palace, but she'd gone to accompany the empress first, saying that the Xia King was choosing his wife, not the empress.

Hou Qingyu gave the ladies a gentle smile and turned to look at Shui Qiannan, who was sitting in the pavilion and teasing her.

Shui Qiannan was wearing a long blue dress. His long hair was casually tied up, and a few strands of hair fell down disobediently, dancing in the wind. His eyes were like lacquer, calm and elegant like an immortal's.

It had been a long time since they had last met, and his love for her had been etched deep in his bones.

Shui Qiannan raised his head and swept his gaze across Hou Qingyu, his gaze sharp. Hou Qingyu knew that Shui Qiannan did not want him to greet her.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the other young ladies. With Shui Qiannan's intense beauty, the other young ladies were exceptionally dim in his eyes. Unfortunately, he had gotten to know her too late.

”Second brother.” Hou Qingyu withdrew the bitterness in his heart and walked towards Hou Ziming.