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Zheng Qingluo had no way to avoid those small glances. She could only sigh in her heart and walk closer. "It'll hurt a bit. Princess, please endure it."

"Mother —" The princess was the first to see Princess Ning Yuan and her entourage. She immediately felt wronged, her small mouth holding back her words as her eyes reddened. "What happened? Why are you still kneeling? Everyone, get up."

The maidservants and wives who were still kneeling immediately kowtowed again, and with a few kowtows they broke their foreheads. Some were green and some were purple, and some had even seen blood.

"I'm so sorry for what happened today. It's all my fault for not taking care of my girl. Ladies, please take care of her. Are the ladies scared?"

The ladies all shook their heads in panic, indicating that they were not frightened. However, it was obvious that a few of them had gone pale in the face.

Grand Princess Ning Yuan secretly glanced at Third Miss Zheng a few times, but she was still steadily following behind the princess, half-supporting her injured arm. No matter what the princess did, her injured arm was firmly held in her slender hand.

No matter if it was the maidservants kowtowing or being dragged down by their wives, there was not the slightest bit of panic on her face. It was as if she was used to it, or perhaps did not have the heart to do so.

"Let's all return to the parlour. In a while, even the imperial physicians will arrive. How can the young mistresses and mistresses just bask in the sunlight like this? Don't suntan the pretty ladies again, that's my fault."

With half a joke, he was already leading the way to the parlour. With his imposing manner, he did not allow anyone else to have any hesitation. The other ladies followed closely behind him, leaving behind Liu Ming'e, who was still kneeling on the ground.

Since she wasn't called out by Princess Ning Yuan, Liu Ming`er could only continue kneeling under the sun. The maidservants behind her also knelt, not moving in the slightest.

However, a group of people was intercepted before they could even make it to the parlour. For a moment, the entire crowd was thrown into chaos.

"Little sister, little sister, why are you injured? Does it hurt?"

"Little sister, who did this? Tell big brother and see if I don't cripple her."

It turned out to be Princess Ning Yuan's two sons, the princess' two elder brothers. They were in the front yard greeting the young masters of various families. When they heard that their younger sister was injured, they left those people behind and hurried over.

However, when the young ladies here saw the boy, they could only hide behind their own seniors in panic. After that, they all knelt down in unison, "My regards to Seventh Prince, my regards to Crown Prince, my respects to Duke Huang!"

"Rise, rise." The Heir Rongxing did not have the heart to deal with this. His heart was focused on his little sister, who was the treasure of his entire family.

"Let me see, is your injury serious?" The Heir Rongxing waved his hands randomly, ignoring the few madams and mistresses, he immediately rushed to his sister's side.

Because Zheng Qingluo wanted to support the princess, she could only kneel beside her. However, ever since the few of them appeared, her gaze had never left the tall and straight figure behind the Crown Prince and the Duke.

His body was covered in a light blue color, and at the right corner of his body, there was a clump of light green bamboo swaying in the wind. His whole body was covered in a simple jade ornament that was the same color as his waist, and there was nothing else.

He stealthily shifted his gaze forward and saw a face that he thought had forgotten. It seemed much more mature, no longer young like a youth. The corners of his eyes were still slightly raised, but he still gave people a sense of dignity.

He stood there like a towering pine tree, yet like an orchid in a valley. He was proud yet handsome, causing people's eyes to be fixated on him. The faces of the ladies behind the ladies in front of him were all secretly red.

When Heir Rongxing arrived in front of Princess Mingxia, Zheng Qingluo had already stopped looking at him. She lowered her head, stood up and slowly retreated behind Princess Mingxia. She only wanted to firmly carve that person in her memory and never see him again.

She knew very well that perhaps she would never have another chance like this in her entire life. With her current identity, wanting to see this Seventh Prince of the royal family again was even harder than ascending to the heavens.

Even if he married someone in the future and got himself a title after marrying a high-ranked man, he would only kowtow to the empress dowager and the empress dowager during the new year celebration.

It was extremely difficult to see him. Moreover, if he married someone, he would have to concentrate on being a good wife and mother. He could never have any other thoughts, not even thinking about other men.

However, she did not expect that the moment she lowered her head, Seventh Prince would look straight at her. Because of the training she did since she was young, ever since Seventh Prince stepped onto this small path, she felt that among this group of people, one of their gazes was looking straight at her.

He thought it would be just like before, just a silly little girl daydreaming. He didn't want to care about it, but the closer he got, the more different he felt.

The feeling that gaze gave off was different from the usual greed and adoration. It was as if when the gentle breeze brushed past the treetops, it would lightly drift about. It was a little reluctant, but it did not want to stay any longer.

He suddenly felt a sense of anticipation. He wanted to see what kind of person such a gaze would belong to. However, when he tried to adjust his gaze, the gaze disappeared.

He could only guess from the feeling just now that it seemed to be in the direction of the princess. But now, there was no one by the princess's side. There was only a plain looking young lady standing behind her.

His clothes were indeed plain, seeing all the young ladies around him, which one of them were not golden? Only the young miss who was hiding behind the Princess Mingxia wore a blue and white outer cover.

It was just that the waist was well groomed, making the short figure look much more slender. It had to be said that Seventh Prince's eyes were very bright, he could even see the design of the clothes when the person was hiding behind the person.

It was just that, what was going on with Little Flower on top of her clothes? When Seventh Prince looked down, his heart was pounding like a drum, as if it was going to jump out from his throat. He subconsciously took two steps forward, but stopped under the puzzled gazes of the crowd.

No one would know that he had seen this kind of flower before, this kind of nameless cluster of flowers. Seventh Prince calmed his emotions and pretended to inadvertently look at the clothes again.

Those light beige flowers were small in size, and their petals were even smaller. It was hard to tell how many flowers they had, and the leaves were pitifully small. It was a mystery how they were embroidered.

Seventh Prince felt his mind was in a mess, he could not take this lying down. He wanted to shift his gaze away, but he felt like his gaze was being pulled, causing him to be unable to move his eyes away.

With this movement, he saw that the crimson skirt was embroidered full of plum blossoms. It was truly an ingenious design. The skirt was crooked and crisscrossed. The dark green branches were covered with light pink plum blossoms that were stacked layer by layer as if they were endless.

The Seventh Prince had an inexplicable interest in this young miss whom he had never met. Just by seeing her thinking and embroidery, he was able to tell that she was different from the others.