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The spring wind blew, and the sun shone brightly. The streets of the capital became warm and lively under the warm rays of the sun.

As expected, the moment Jin Chupei spoke those words, the first thing he did after he released him was to order him to bring the numerous officials of the Ministry of Rites out of the ten kilometer pavilion outside the city to receive the Princess of Dongchu.

Originally, there was no need to go through so much trouble, and no need to go through so much trouble. It was just because Emissary of East Chu was ambushed while he was on mission in The Jin Dynasty.

It was also because of this that the The Jin Dynasty was in the wrong, that Jin Chuyi maintained the friendly relationship between the two countries, and created such a huge scene for the princess when she was being sent out twice by the Easternum.

It was just that one sentence from him had made Jin Chupei feel extremely depressed.

Actually, compared to the mission of welcoming the princess, he was more willing to listen to the words of his royal father. It would be best if he didn't go anywhere else within the residence.

However, at this time, the sunlight shined down, illuminating the entire group of people on the Zhengyang Street. This was the person who had welcomed the Princess of Dongchu back, and brought her to the Zhengyang Street.

Jin Chupei was dressed in an ink-green robe, and his black hair was tied to his head like ink. He sat on top of the horse and followed the horse's legs to move back and forth.

But Dongchu Princess Sima Yuzhu was different from the other girls, he didn't sit in the horse carriage, but rode together with Jin Chupei. It was a big red mane horse, and it looked mighty and domineering.

The people on the Zhengyang Street already knew that the Princess of Dongchu would pass by this point. At this time, the people on the third floor and the ones on the third floor had already gathered.

"This is the Princess of Dongchu, how mighty."

"Yeah, she's so pretty."

"Hey, don't make others more ambitious and destroy your own prestige. What kind of Beautiful do we not have?"

"Hey, hey, hey, you better take a look. Looking at Princess of Dongchu's dressing, you will know that she is a heroine. She really suits our His Highness the Sixth Prince well."

The surrounding commoners sighed in admiration.

Dongchu Princess Sima Yuzhu was dressed in fiery red riding attire, with a curtain of the same color wrapped around his face. He was dressed in strange attire, only revealing two bright eyes outside as he curiously looked around at his surroundings.

His gaze would occasionally fall on Jin Chupei, who was walking at the front.

This was the Sixth Prince.

The corner of Sima Yuzhu's mouth raised, revealing a beautiful smile.

"His Highness the Sixth Prince."

Sima Yuzhu suddenly called out.

Jin Chupei stopped his horse and slowed his pace: "What orders do Your Highness have?"

Not going to the battlefield, Sixth Prince, the ceremonial officer, instead had less ruthlessness and more gentleness compared to the battlefield. Sima Yuzhu was very happy looking at him as his eyes continuously circled around his body.

"If there's nothing else, please hurry up and walk forward. The palace is specially preparing a welcoming banquet for Your Highness."

"Will the His Highness the Sixth Prince also go?" Sima Yuzhu suddenly took off the veil on her face.

Revealing a beautiful face that could topple nations, smooth skin, round cheeks, and a unique charm.

Jin Chupei shook his head. He was only in charge of sending the guests.

Sima Yuzhu pursed her lips somewhat regretfully, but her eyes suddenly carried a hint of determination.

Jin Chupei's eyes tensed up, he suddenly felt a gaze that seemed to be fixed on him, he could not help but look around, and even after a long while, he did not see the person he wanted to look at.

Seeing that he was acting strangely, Sima Yuzhu immediately asked: "What is Your Highness looking for?"

Jin Chupei did not wish to say more, and did not want others to know about his situation, so he spurred his horse forward: "Your Highness, please hurry, I'm afraid my royal father is already anxious."

So what if he was anxious? He deserved to die.

It was unknown who was thinking this.

Seeing that Jin Chupei was so sensitive, Sun Jinzi's gaze was only focused on him for a moment, but was actually sensed by him. If she was not hiding in the teahouse on the second floor, she would have been discovered by him.

Fortunately, she had not been squeezed into the crowd.

"This princess is really pretty."

Mu Tan did not realise that Sun Jinzi was distracted, and was praising her beauty alone with all her might, while hugging her chin.

"It is said that she is the number one beauty of the Easternum."

Mu Rong thoughtfully looked at Sun Jinzi.

She was not an ordinary girl, she was someone who had once followed Jin Chupei to the battlefield to extract and refine pills.

She really knew this Princess of Dongchu.

"Not only is she a great beauty, she is also a vile beauty with malicious intentions. If the little miss were to meet her face to face, you must be careful. She is not easy to deal with."

Mu Rong helped Sun Jinzi prepare some preventive measures.

Sun Jinzi did not care, she only thought about how Jin Chupei and the Princess of Dongchu were riding two horses head to head, with a body of ink green and a body of fire red, they pierced her eyes just like that.

Especially the words of the onlookers downstairs, which were like thunderclaps that pierced her ears.

"Are they really compatible?" Sun Jinzi looked at Mu Rong stubbornly.

After hearing so much from her just now, she was certain that Mu Rong, no, not just her, even the Sixth Prince had met this Princess of Dongchu beforehand.

"Of course not." The Princess of Dongchu looked like she was a decent person, but when she appeared on the battlefield, she was very annoying.

"You are thinking this way, but I just don't know what your Sixth Prince is thinking." Sun Jinzi said, her tone and voice both changed a little.

Mu Rong's throat was strangled as panic filled her pretty face.

Heavens, what did she just say? Her mouth, it actually … She really wanted to raise her hand and give herself a ruthless slap.

"Miss, you … Don't think too much into it, Your Highness has nothing to do with this princess. " If there was anything, it would be a confrontation on the battlefield.

Sun Jinzi frowned slightly, but did not deny it: "You're too late, I've already overthought it."

Moreover, at this moment, she already knew why she had locked the window last night. She also knew that the person who opened the window for her was none other than this person before her.

She was truly loyal to the Sixth Prince, and actually, he didn't blame her. She should have been his person to begin with, she was just someone the Sixth Prince had temporarily taken a fancy to.

Sun Jinzi thought in disappointment.

Maybe the Sixth Prince in his previous life didn't die at all, he had only met with a slight danger at the moment. After he sent himself away, he would probably be able to protect himself, and then, he would be able to find the girl he truly loved.

The more Sun Jinzi thought about it, the larger the hole in her brain. It seems that she better not disturb him.

If she was careless, Sun Jinzi would think too much.

Memories from her previous life rushed over like a tide and completely occupied her mind. She felt a headache coming on as she held her head and laid on the table. Suddenly, she felt sad.

"I heard that Sun Mansion's Second Miss is here, why don't you inform him on my behalf?"

A gentle and clear voice came from outside the door. Sun Jinzi listened very comfortably, but she could not tell who it was.

"Who's here?"

Mu Tan had already walked to the door a long time ago.

"I, Jin Chuping."

What...

Sun Jinzi suddenly felt her head spinning. This person … Isn't this Third Prince?

It was said that Third Prince, who had a pretty face, had a gentle personality, did not like politics, and only knew how to indulge himself in calligraphy all day.

"Come in."

The moment Sun Jinzi reacted, how could she still dare to hold back? She immediately used a handkerchief to wipe her tears, and strongly blinked a few times, then looked at Third Prince in front of him, forcing out a smile.

"maidservant pays his respects to Third Prince."

Jin Chuping smiled, in his hand was a fan with a white jade handle. On the fan was a pendant that was also a white jade, the red tassels slightly rippling.

"Could it be that the Third Prince is also here?"

As expected, everyone liked to look at beauties.

Jin Chuping waved his fan, as though he was afraid that Sun Jinzi would not understand, she shook his head: "I am here to see Second Miss Sun."

When she finished speaking, Sun Jinzi looked up with a bit of distress, her eyes filled with puzzlement and puzzlement.

This Third Prince had long heard that he was a bit unruly and unruly, and had always liked to play things out of the ordinary. Now that she saw him, he knew that it was true.

"Ah, don't misunderstand Second Miss, that's not what I meant, that's what I meant."

Jin Chuping was actually a little confused by Sun Jinzi's flickering pair of large eyes, and could not help but cough awkwardly.

"maidservant understands." Sun Jinzi was a little shy initially, but after hearing Jin Chuping's performance, she immediately became confident and looked at Jin Chuping with calm and collected eyes.

"I heard that the painting shop outside the temple is under your name?"

Sun Jinzi's heart tensed up, she rarely went to the painting shop, so all the matters were left to the two Elementary Scholars in the shop to take care of.

Not to mention, just its origins, it was originally bought by Jin Chupei for her. Now that the Third Prince mentioned it, what was its intentions?

"Second Miss, don't misunderstand."

Jin Chuping saw that Sun Jinzi seemed to be extremely sensitive, and his bright big eyes seemed to turn around from time to time, doubting his intentions and motives.

Actually, I believe that the Second Miss does not know my temperament, so I have always liked literature and paintings. The last time I went to the temple entrance of the city, I saw a painting of Yan Zhenqing's true colors, so I thought about taking it. It was just that these two Elementary Scholars were personally placed there by you, but I do not know whether it was for decoration or for sale.

Jin Chuping did not rest and continued: "That's why I came across Second Miss today with great difficulty, and now I have the cheek to come and ask about it.

Sun Jinzi thought for a long time before she realised that the calligraphy and painting shop she was in did indeed have the most valuable real art of Yan Zhen Qing, but it was also not hers, but rather Jin Chupei's.

Sun Jinzi's heart ached, now, whoever mentioned this to her, she wouldn't even want to bother with her, so she pursed her lips and kept quiet.

"Is Second Miss not willing?" Jin Chuping felt slightly regretful.

He had collected a lot of famous calligraphy and paintings, as well as letter scrolls. Furthermore, Yan Zhenqing had always been his favorite calligrapher. He had been researching his calligraphy.

"My apologies, but that belongs to my mother. maidservant needs her permission before I can give you an answer."

Jin Chuping's heart relaxed, she saw Sun Jinzi frowned, and thought that he was not willing to sell it, but upon hearing that, he seemed to still have some hope, and could not help but be happy.

Sun Jinzi looked up with joy, as if she was a child.

His handsome face seemed to be radiating light, and happiness easily influenced the people around him.

Sun Jinzi's heart was moved, the depression that was accumulated just now seemed to have disappeared. She slowly walked to the front of the prismatic window, the sunlight shone down on her face, she felt the warmth of the spring sun, and her heart immediately became clear.

Seeing that Jin Chuping had suddenly fixed his gaze on her face, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He focused and raised his eyebrows, inquiring with his eyes.

Jin Chuping was suddenly attracted by Sun Jinzi's expression and face which looked as if he had let go of her hand. It was a face filled with stories.