The Imperial Song – After I Bloom, A Hundred Flowers Die

Chapter 143: His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is very easy to please

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"Princess, His Highness seems a little annoyed?" Biyu said in a low voice.

For some reason, Biyu was a little frightened. This was the first time she saw the gentle, elegant and noble Crown Prince being aloof and cold. He didn't say a word loudly or strongly, but just spoke less and the smile on his face was less restrained, which made people feel nervous unconsciously.

"Are you upset?" Shen Xihe smiled indifferently, "So what?"

"In the future..." Biyu knew that Shen Xihe didn't care about love between men and women. Even if she really married His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the future, she would not care whether His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doted on her.

But she felt that the Crown Prince was full of wisdom and might bear a grudge in the future, which would be detrimental to the princess.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is not so narrow-minded." Shen Xihe understood Biyu's worries.

If he only had this level of vision, he wouldn't have achieved what he has today, nor would he have been able to endure and lurk until now.

"Don't worry, I'm just being honest with him." A smile flashed across Shen Xihe's lips.

They had tested each other, and since they had to reach a consensus after the test, when they began to show each other, wasn't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also showing some signs of love? She was returning the favor, so that he could see what kind of person she was as soon as possible.

If they are honest with each other and are willing to get married, they will benefit from each other, trust each other, and support each other. In this way, at least before they have common goals and enemies, they will not be easily provoked to fight each other.

As for waiting until the overall situation is determined, whether people's hearts have changed, or whether interests conflict, it will not be too late to decide the outcome then.

When Shen Xihe arrived at the palace gate, he saw a tall and thin figure standing next to the carriage in the distance. He was wearing a new emerald green robe and a jade belt around his waist, which made him look as thin and straight as a bamboo pole.

Emperor Youning was handsome and angular, the concubines in the harem were all slender and graceful, and there was not a single princess or prince who did not have a striking appearance.

The same is true for the twelfth prince, Xiao Changgeng. His face is still a little immature, but his sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes have begun to take shape, and his pupils are full of spirit, which shows that he is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Princess." Xiao Changgeng stepped forward and clasped his hands, "Thank you for your protection that day, Princess. Changgeng has nothing. This is a book of incense left by my mother. My mother loves making incense and has quite some experience. I hope the princess will not abandon it."

Xiao Changgeng carefully took a curled booklet with yellowed edges from the eunuch who was following him and handed it to Shen Xihe.

Xiao Changgeng's mother was born into a family of perfumers. This book, "The Record of Perfume", is a culmination of all her talents and is coveted by all those who love perfume, and Shen Xihe is no exception.

"Your Highness, there is no need to do this. It was not for Your Highness that day." Shen Xihe refused decisively. After saying that, he bowed slowly to Xiao Changgeng and walked straight towards the carriage.

No matter how much she liked this thing, she could trade it with Xiao Changgeng, but she would not accept it as a gift.

At least until she changed her mind about forming an alliance with Xiao Huayong, she would not have any unclear dealings with anyone.

Xiao Changgeng stood upright at the palace gate, watching the carriage go away. The eunuch behind him muttered softly, "Your Highness, the princess is no different from others. She also despises your Highness..."

Before the eunuch could finish his words, Xiao Changgeng gave him a cold look and he quickly lowered his head.

Xiao Changgeng looked again in the direction where Shen Xihe's carriage disappeared, pursed his lips slightly and revealed a hint of smile: "She is different."