Only when you travel quickly can you avoid being a stepping stone for the protagonist.

Jiang Rongyu was a little unhappy when he thought about what the eldest princess said to him, but the eldest princess was chosen by himself and respected him enough. For the final result, he should be obedient.

According to what the eldest princess told him, he should take the initiative to approach Nan Qian, catch her, give her some sweeteners, and let her ask Her Majesty the Queen to grant them a marriage. Then the Prime Minister's Mansion can be openly affiliated with the three princesses, but You can support the eldest princess in private.

This was used to dispel the queen's vigilance. After all, the third princess who only knew how to have fun would not pose a threat to the throne even if she had the support of a huge force.

He walked up to Nan Qian and took the initiative to chat: "Is the Third Princess coming out to buy something?"

Nan Qian glanced at him and replied, "Yes."

Jiang Rongyu herself is not a talkative person. When she met the Third Princess before, she was always the one talking and she only needed to respond casually. But why is the Third Princess so cold now?

The atmosphere cooled down and he didn't know how to stir up the topic again.

Nan Qian ignored his inner tangle and walked to a flower vendor's stall. There was a little boy looking after the shop. He didn't know where the adults were. When he saw someone coming, he quickly stepped forward to greet the customer.

"Sister, are you here to buy flowers? There are many beautiful flowers here, in all colors."

"Yes, let me choose. Do you have any recommendations?"

"Sister, sister, I think these flowers are better."

Nan Qian smiled and knelt down, carefully selecting the flowers. Beside him stood a somewhat incredible Jiang Rongyu.

As the dandy third princess, she not only talked to the common children in a friendly manner, but also squatted down.

What does she want to buy flowers for? Does she like flowers? Or……

Jiang Rongyu's heart moved slightly.

Does she want to give it to herself?

Nan Qian picked a large handful of red peonies, paired with dots of daisies, which matched the flamboyant Nan Qian very well.

Nan Qian touched the child's head, handed him the money, and then turned around.

Jiang Rongyu was nervous for a moment.

Looking at Nan Qian walking towards him, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand.

But Nan Qian just passed by him and quickly walked to the other side. Jiang Rongyu retracted his half-stretched hand, a little dazed, and then chased after him.

what happened? Isn't this flower for yourself? Did you buy it for yourself?

Also, why would a woman give a man flowers? ? These are usually sent by men, and the meaning of flowers given by women is similar to that of love tokens.

Jiang Rongyu thinks that she has never seen a woman give a man flowers in her life, and even her father has never received flowers from her mother.

Nan Qian walked for a while and found that Jiang Rongyu was still following her, showing a confused expression.

Doesn't this guy hate her? Even if we want to complete the task of catching her, following her for so long should be enough. No, we can't let him follow her next.

"Mr. Jiang, will you go back next? I have something important to do next, so it may not be convenient for you to go with me." Nan Qian issued an order to expel guests.

Jiang Rongyu was stunned for a moment, feeling a strange feeling and panic in his heart.

He was panicking because the third princess was already somewhat out of his control. If he could not successfully hold the third princess, then he would be of no use to the eldest princess.

But Nan Qian had already made it very straightforward, and he couldn't force him to follow her.

So he nodded and said with all courtesy: "Okay, then, Third Princess, go and do your work."

Nan Qian also nodded and left without any regret, leaving Jiang Rongyu standing there.

Seeing Nan Qian's figure walking further and further away, Jiang Rongyu felt more and more strange in his heart. He bit his lip and followed quietly.

Nan Qian crossed the street and came to a lake. There was a pavilion as she walked forward, and there were already people waiting there.

She walked over and put the flower into his hand regardless of the man's surprised look. Her smile was as bright and bright as the flower.

Jiang Rongyu hid aside and watched, his eyes widened.

That person is none other than the Imperial Master.

He was wearing white clothes, and his dark hair was randomly pulled up, leaving a few strands of black hair blown up by the breeze. He was holding a peony flower as red as the clouds in his hand, and the man and the flower complemented each other.