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The next day, early morning.
The ministers of the capital entered the palace one after another, waiting for the court session to begin.
He Yu also yawned lazily as he sat on the sedan chair that was specially granted by the Emperor.
Generally speaking, once one enters the palace gates, they must get off the sedan and walk. In the entire palace, except for the Emperor, Queen, Empress Dowager, and Crown Prince, everyone else must adhere to this rule. However, if the Emperor personally grants permission, one may ride in a sedan chair, which is a great honor.
From a distance, the ministers saw this prince who was usually not very serious and had not been seen for over two months, reclining awkwardly in the sedan chair as he approached. Even if they despised this unlearned prince in their hearts, they would not show it on the surface and all bowed in greeting, "We pay our respects to Xuanping Wang."
"There is no need for formalities!" He Yu got off the sedan chair and said with a grin, "It seems that during my absence these days, you gentlemen have not forgotten me. That is truly a great honor!"
The ministers were quite troubled by this prince who did not follow common sense, yet he was favored by someone important. It was truly a dilemma; they could neither support him nor offend him. Upon hearing his words, they immediately expressed that how could they forget such a handsome and talented prince who was an important figure for the Emperor? Hahaha and similar remarks followed.
He Yu accepted all their flattery with a smile, completely unconcerned about the fact that most of these men were his elders.
While they were exchanging pleasantries, suddenly a eunuch outside announced loudly, "The Crown Prince has arrived!"
Everyone quieted down and stood in two lines. After the Crown Prince entered, they all knelt down and said, "We humbly welcome Your Highness!"
"Get up," Yang Yunqing cleared his throat before speaking.
The ministers stood up one after another. Yang Yunqing continued, "You all should do what you need to do; there is no need for excessive formality." With this remark from the Crown Prince, the ministers dispersed as if discussing matters but were actually eavesdropping on any movements from Yang Yunqing.
Seeing He Yu, Yang Yunqing's previously expressionless face revealed a hint of a smile. "You're back."
"Yes," He Yu replied with a beaming smile as he walked up to Yang Yunqing. "Since Daughter-in-law has been brought back, it’s only natural to return early."
"That's good," Yang Yunqing patted He Yu on the shoulder with a smile. "As long as you are happy, nothing else matters."
"Indeed, I really like this," He Yu's words were filled with joy and happiness without any concealment. Yang Yunqing chuckled and said, "I didn't expect you to be the first among us to bring home a wife!"
"Hehe," He Yu scratched his head, looking mischievous, and said, "That's because I have a clear goal!"
Yang Yunqing reached out and gave He Yu a light tap, then laughed along.
In fact, everyone present knew that it wasn't really about having a clear goal. As a Royal Family Member, matters of marriage were never up to one's own discretion; it ultimately depended on whether the Emperor made a decision, and that was what truly mattered. However, everyone tacitly understood that such discussions were unnecessary.
By the time Xiao Yao got up, the sun was already bright.
Once she had tidied up a bit, she swayed her way to the main house. By then, Xiao Mo Yi had finished breakfast and was preparing for the attire to enter the palace. Upon seeing Xiao Yao enter, he merely raised an eyebrow and said, "You finally got up?"
"Yeah." Xiao Yao nodded nonchalantly, clearly still looking half-asleep. Seeing Xiao Yao's lazy demeanor, Xiao Mo Yi couldn't help but say, "Look at you being so lazy; I really don't understand what the prince sees in you."
"What? Just because I'm lazy doesn't mean no one can like me. What's that logic?" Xiao Yao yawned and retorted without hesitation.
"You should know that by now, the morning court session is probably over. When you marry the prince later, are you planning not to get up to help him wash up?"
"Getting up is no big deal," Xiao Yao replied indifferently. "Anyway, I'm not going to the morning court. I can get up to serve him and then go back to sleep."
"You... sigh..." Xiao Mo Yi shook his head in resignation. Just as he was about to say something else, they heard a cheerful voice from outside, "Since you can't get up, there's no need to serve; there are plenty of servants in the prince's residence who can handle it."
The two looked outside and saw He Yu walking in with a smile, dressed in bright red court attire. His hair was neatly styled, and under the sunlight, he looked remarkably handsome—almost god-like—that even Xiao Yao couldn't help but stare.
However, as a straight man, Xiao Mo Yi was naturally not attracted to He Yu. After bowing to He Yu, he helplessly stood up and said, "The prince is too indulgent with his sister. If this continues and becomes a habit, it would be quite embarrassing for the prince if it happens in front of others."
"What does that matter?" He Yu smiled as he pulled Xiao Yao into his embrace. "How much trouble can a girl cause? If I can't handle such minor issues, what kind of First Non-Surname King of the Capital would I be? Right?"
Xiao Yao had long been mesmerized by He Yu's attire and was completely oblivious to what he was saying. She only recognized it as a question and hurriedly nodded in agreement, "Exactly! The prince is the most wise and mighty!"
"I love hearing that!" He Yu patted Xiao Yao's head as if they were in their own world.
The intimacy between the two made Xiao Mo Yi feel a pang of jealousy. Helpless, he could only say, "Hey, hey, hey, there are others here. You should be mindful of your behavior; it's inappropriate."
"We're family, so why worry about propriety!" Before Xiao Mo Yi could finish speaking, Xiao Yao and He Yu rebutted him in unison, truly the best example of a couple in harmony!
Xiao Mo Yi looked at his sister, who was completely captivated by Xuanping Wang, feeling utterly embarrassed.
However, thinking it over, he decided to let it go; after all, she would soon be married off...
Indeed, Xiao Mo Yi felt deeply what it meant to have a sister who was married off—like water that has been spilled...
Seeing that Xiao Mo Yi was already resigned, the two exchanged glances and shared a sly smile. He Yu then released Xiao Yao and asked Xiao Mo Yi seriously, "So? Are you all packed up?"
"Yeah, almost done."
"Great! Then I'll take you to Hanlin Academy."
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