The reborn sweet girl always wants to escape, but the abstinent prince hugs her and coaxes her!

In front of the palace wall, everyone is equal.

Regardless of their rank, men, women, old or young, all must get off their horses and sedan chairs at the gate of the palace.

The carriage stopped, and Xu Rongrong walked steadily and got off the carriage with Luo Shudi's support.

As soon as she stepped onto the road, she attracted the attention of people around her:

"Huh? Whose little girl is this, so beautiful?"

"I'm afraid this appearance is comparable to that of Princess Qingyang."

"..."

Everyone around her was praising her appearance.

In the past, Mrs. Xu Liu never allowed her to go out to socialize because of her poor health.Therefore, almost no one in the huge capital knew that there was such a stunning girl hiding in the house of Chaoyilang, the Ministry of Works.

The Chinese Valentine's Day banquet was also her first appearance in public.

Such compliments were commonplace in her previous life, but today Xu Rongrong bowed her head humbly, showing just the right amount of shyness.

On the other side, Xu Chaoqian raised his voice proudly, fearing that others would not know that this stunning girl was his daughter: "Rong Rong, come to your father's place."

Xu Rongrong sneered in her heart and did not move her feet: "Father, my daughter is a little dizzy."

"What's going on? Is it okay?" Xu Chaoqian heard the words and came over, but he still had to pretend in front of others.

Xu Rongrong raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, glanced at Xu Liu timidly, and said timidly: "It's okay, it's just that this car... I feel a little dizzy after sitting for a long time."

Only then did Xu Chaoqian notice that his daughter was riding in an old carriage, and he immediately glared at Mrs. Xu Liu displeasedly: "What's going on? Is there no carriage in the house?"

Xu Liushi's face turned down. She wanted Xu Rongrong to suffer a little, but she didn't expect that this little bitch would be stabbed in front of outsiders!

Now that the place was crowded with people, and Xu Chaoqian wanted to save face, he would definitely make her angry, so he hurriedly explained.

Surrounded by colleagues, Xu Chaoqian could not tolerate her chattering. He called Xu Dong, the young man who was following the carriage, over: "I'll go to the nearby Liao Ji garage to buy a carriage for the eldest lady. Remember to choose the most spacious one."

Xu Rongrong raised the corners of her lips imperceptibly: "Thank you very much, father. Let Luo Shu go with you."

Xu Chaoqian thought for a while and nodded: "That's fine, let your girl choose it yourself."

"Master Xu really loves your daughter." A fellow sixth-grade official next to him began to praise her.

"If my family had such a talented and beautiful daughter, I would definitely hold her in the palm of my hand like Mr. Xu." Another higher-ranking official said with a smile.

Xu Chaoqian burst into laughter when he heard this, held his hands in his hands and said humbly: "No, no, my little girl is charming and naive, I just feel a little bit aggrieved."

Xu Liushi on the side rolled her eyes to the sky, and when she looked at Xu Rongrong when no one was around, her eyes became more sinister.

Not long after, the palace door slowly opened and the noise stopped abruptly.

The officials and their families were arranged according to rank and entered the palace in an orderly manner under the guidance of the chamberlain.

Xu Rongrong followed Xu Chaoqian and Xu Liu. The palace was no stranger to her. In her previous life, as the only female member of the Hou family, she had to go to the palace to kowtow every New Year, so she was very familiar with the taboos in the palace.

As for the chamberlain who was leading the way, he could not help but be amazed that this 16-year-old girl could suppress her curiosity and walk dignifiedly within the majestic palace walls.

The palace banquet was placed in Zhengyang Palace, which was divided into two levels: inner and outer.

Xu Chaoqian's family could only sit on the outside, and most of their view was blocked by the huge door pillars.

The arrogant Xu Liu was angry, but for Xu Rongrong, this arrangement was just what she wanted.

She sat behind Xu Chaoqian and Xu Liu. Sitting next to her was Mr. Xiao and his family, who were also in the sixth rank of the Ministry of Etiquette.

Following the Xiao family into the palace was the young daughter Xiao Ling'er who had not yet left the palace. Her round face looked very pleasant.

Her eyes formed crescent moons, and she praised Xu Rongrong: "Sister, you are so beautiful."

Mrs. Xiao was a little embarrassed. She patted her daughter on the head: "Ling'er, don't be rude."

Xiao Ling'er rested her head on her mother's shoulder and said softly: "I'm right, if my brother hadn't already married, I would have wanted this sister to be my sister-in-law!"

Mrs. Xiao saw that she was rude and apologized quickly.

Xu Rongrong didn't take it seriously. She felt a little sad when she saw Mrs. Xiao's actions that were clearly angry but actually affectionate: This is how a girl who is cared for by her parents should be coquettish and naive.

Forget it, she didn't ask for this in two lifetimes.

More and more people entered Zhengyang Palace, and the seats were gradually filled.

When the second-rank officials came in with their families, the noise in the palace gradually subsided. The heavyweights of the Zhou Dynasty were about to arrive one by one, and no one dared to make any mistakes.

"Marquis Weiyuan has arrived!"

"Princess Qingyang is here!"

Xu Rongrong looked up and saw a flowing blue shirt coming towards her.

The owner of the green shirt seemed to feel something, and looked sideways to the corner. The cup in Xu Rongrong's hand shook slightly, and she lowered her head to wipe away the scattered water drops.

"Brother Rong, what are you looking for?" Qingyang Princess Lin Jiaoyue, dressed in red, followed behind him.

"Nothing." He only replied with two short words. The vague gaze just now made him a little startled.

Mu Rong stepped forward, and the girls around him held their breaths, following him with slightly obsessed eyes.

Xu Rongrong sighed inwardly: Although she no longer felt any heartbeat when she saw this man again, she still couldn't help but admire his good looks, his tall and tall figure, his unparalleled handsome face, his firm yet gentle face. With a cool air, there are many people in Zhengyang Palace, but no one can block his light.

But for some reason, the quick glance just now made Xu Rongrong feel a little weird.

"Wow! Weiyuan Hou is really handsome. If only he could wait for me a few more years." Xiao Ling'er beside her was already full of love. She had just turned twelve and there was still a long time before she got hairpins. Really So anxious.

Looking at her, Xu Rongrong seemed to see herself when the girl was pregnant.

It's just as stupid.

"Why does Marquis Weiyuan like plain colors recently? It seems that he is no longer wearing red robes these days."

"Whatever! I think today's green shirt suits him better, and the red shirt looks too strong."

Hearing the chatter of girls not far away, Xu Rongrong understood where her strange feeling today came from: Doesn't he love bright red the most?

Because of Lin Jiaoyue's words: "For generals, red means flames and blood. This is the most eye-catching color for men." Therefore, in his previous life, both his uniforms and shirts were mainly bright red.

How has it changed today?

Princess Qingyang's seat was arranged under Mu Rong. After she sat down, she raised her head and said coquettishly: "Brother Rong, why haven't you come to see me recently?"

Mu Rong picked up the tea cup and took a sip. His voice was slightly cold: "Is there something wrong, Princess?"

Lin Jiaoyue shook her head and said with a smile: "Mother brought your favorite Guigan from Jiangnan. I also found two ancient military books. I will take them to the Hou Mansion to Brother Rong tomorrow."

"I have asked your majesty for a royal tassel. I will go to the western suburbs to patrol the camp tomorrow. I may have to live up to the princess's good wishes." Mu Rong refused.

"..."

Lin Jiaoyue was a little confused. In the past two months, she could feel that Mu Rong was slightly alienated from her, but it was even worse today. He didn't seem to even want to say anything.

She lowered her head to adjust her mind. When she raised her head again, her eyes seemed to be filled with mist: "Brother Rong, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Rong's expression did not change: "It's better to keep some distance between the princess and this prince."

Lin Jiaoyue: "..."

After that, Mu Rong no longer had any communication with her. Instead, he called the waiter on the side to give a few instructions, then picked up the tea bowl and sipped the tea without saying a word.