It seems there’s hope. It’s not just Little Sister’s one-sided affection; General Shen must also have feelings for her. Otherwise, with his calm temperament, how could he care about a girl’s changing attitude? But with one being stubborn and the other cold-faced, I could almost foresee their long, complicated path ahead.
However, Xia Zhiyuan remained calm and indifferent, seemingly not paying special attention to anyone. As a result, the frustrated princesses turned their gaze to General Shen.
General Shen was driven to hide in his room by this scene. My younger sister looked down on them, believing these princesses were far from regal and that they were so desperate to marry that even a “turtle general” would do.
I just smiled silently. I had a feeling that this trip to Xiliang would not be in vain.
Chapter Fifty-Nine: Three Men
“Princess, please.”
After several invitations, I finally could not refuse and agreed to have tea with Xia Zhiyuan. There were a few osmanthus trees in the guest inn. It was late autumn, and the fragrance of osmanthus lingered. He had someone set up a jade stone table under the trees, prepared fine tea and snacks, and dismissed the attendants to sit across from me. Unusually, he was not wearing elaborate robes but a simple white cotton robe.
I knew he would not choose to harm me here and must have something to say. Yet, after several rounds of tea, he only made small talk, urging me to have some snacks.
I remained still, maintaining a standard polite smile.
The wind rustled the leaves, dropping osmanthus petals. He stared at his teacup and suddenly fell silent.
“Your Highness, is something wrong?
” I asked tentatively, seeing him staring blankly at the teacup.
He said wistfully, “It’s late autumn again. Does my lady remember the White Crane Plain from last autumn?”
How could I forget? Looking back, the Eastern Palace must have already known my background and deliberately approached me, hinting that An Jin could no longer hide me. Unfortunately, I was dull-witted then, knowing he had ulterior motives but not thinking deeply.
“Your Highness, please speak directly,” I refilled his tea.
“Previously, threatening the princess to marry through her family, I did not expect you to be magnanimous,” sadness fell on his otherworldly beautiful face, making one’s heart tremble.
