She hurriedly picked out a red dress with two brocades from the closet and helped Xue Ronghua change it. Then, she quickly and quickly took off her golden dress, leaving behind only her goatee and jade hairpin.

"Little Zhui."

After packing up, Xue Ronghua suddenly spoke up, ", is there a problem?"

Problem?

Little Zhui was momentarily at a loss as to what to do, but she quickly reacted under Xue Ronghua's gaze. She stammered, "Master Duanwang … Master Duanwang is the emperor's most beloved son, but it's said that his temperament is eccentric and that he wasn't born in the imperial palace. In recent years, it's said that his temper has been even more tyrannical …"

"Then why would Madame be willing to let Yaohua marry me?"

Xue Ronghua asked, and Fu Er herself smiled, "That's right, even though she is tyrannical, she is still a favoured duke, what is more important than a family member's identity?"

As she spoke, she pushed open the sandalwood door, and before she left, she subconsciously looked back.

The smell of incense wafted in the air. It was so fresh that it was hard to believe that there was an adultery scene playing out here a moment ago.

Xue Longhu had been the Prime Minister for so many years.

And the prince that he was so afraid of must not be someone easy to deal with.

Outside the room was a four-sided, low eave. Xue Ronghua raised her head and took a glance, causing her clothes to flutter as she walked towards the parlour with graceful yet imposing manner, just like how she had done countless times in her previous life.

"My daughter Xue Ronghua greets Your Highness."

The hall was not big, and everyone sat straight up. Xue Ronghua did not look at anyone else and bowed respectfully.

"Get up."

The atmosphere in the hall seemed to freeze for a moment. After a moment, a lazy voice sounded.

Xue Ronghua naturally did as she was told. She neither humbly nor arrogantly got up and stood by the side of Xue Liuhua, who had an ugly expression on her face. When no one was looking, she smiled lightly at Xue Liuhua.

"You …"

After all, she was still a girl of sixteen, and had already been scolded by her father just now. Xue Liuhua was already impatient to begin with, but when she remembered that it was a parlour, she could only glare ruthlessly at Xue Ronghua.

Not to mention that her mother's painstakingly set up plan had been ruined, but she had still lost a cousin, a concubine, and the Master Duanwang had come at this time. It was a good time for people, and everything was taken care of by this little girl.

Xue Liuhua's beautiful face ashened. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Prince Duan ask with interest, "You are Xue Ronghua? "Raise your head."

Being suddenly mentioned, Xue Ronghua's heart shivered, she subconsciously raised her head, and looked at the person in the middle.

His eyebrows were like the stars, and his young master was like jade. His silver fox cloak was scattered to the side, making his face seem like it was covered in snow and his blade was like a piece of jade.

Ever since Meng Qianzhong, he could be considered to have met with many peerless talents, but at this moment, Xue Ronghua couldn't help but praise in his heart, in terms of appearance, this Master Duanwang was invincible.

It was just that …

She frowned, feeling somehow that something was wrong.

The prince, who was sitting in the middle, didn't care much about her bold eyes. He only smiled, but his eyes flashed with a trace of unknown meaning.

No, that's not right.

She had not felt this way since she had entered this body, but now, after years of war and planning, her instinct told her that there must be something strange about this moment.

Xue Ronghua's eyes dimmed, and just as she was about to shift her gaze away, she coincidentally met Prince Duan's eyes that were filled with a smile that was not a smile.

"Whoosh!"

The soft sound of a silver needle hitting the ground startled Xue Ronghua, but it was already too late. Her slightly raised peach blossom eyes seemed to carry some kind of magic, causing her to be unable to even close her eyes.