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The palace stood majestically, its grand architecture soaring into the sky, with flying eaves and jade walls proudly reaching for the heavens. Towering red brick high walls encircled the layered and intricately arranged palaces within.
Four golden gates, each over ten meters tall, showcased its brilliance.
Inside the palace, white jade stone paved the paths, creating a network of corridors bustling with activity. Today marked the emperor's sixtieth birthday, and the palace was alive with people coming and going, a scene of extraordinary festivity.
Noble persons exchanged courteous gestures, while young ladies laughed charmingly.
Palace maids moved gracefully through the crowd, their demeanor reflecting royal elegance and authority.
The imperial guards stood vigilant, stationed every five steps and every ten steps, clad in armor and wielding halberds.
Amidst the luxurious surroundings and elegantly dressed men and women, Xin'er felt a mix of nervousness and curiosity.
Her beautiful eyes widened in awe, unblinking as if she were an old woman entering the city for the first time, marveling at everything around her with fresh wonder.
This was Celestial Origin Palace—truly magnificent!
Xin'er sighed inwardly.
Beside her, Leng Yixuan wore a gentle smile.
After all, as long as Xin'er was no longer so anxious and hesitant, that was enough.
Though this seemingly splendid palace was actually a place rife with intrigue and power struggles, he believed he would protect Xin'er without fail.
Leng Yixuan thought resolutely.
The emperor's birthday banquet was set to take place in Feilong Palace.
Feilong Palace gleamed with gold and jade, adorned with intricate carvings and paintings. Its flying eaves and winding corridors, along with rockeries and flowing water, created an atmosphere of elegance and grandeur in every detail.
Inside the Feilong Palace, a considerable number of men and women had gathered.
Most of them were officials from the court, accompanied by their wives and children.
Leng Yixuan, as the richest man in the Celestial Yuan Dynasty and also known as the Young Master, held a significant position here.
Thus, when Leng Yixuan appeared, he was immediately noticed by the keen-eyed officials, who rushed to greet him with clasped hands, eager to engage in pleasantries.
Many were even promoting their daughters; those without daughters were promoting their nieces instead.
After all, a figure like Leng Yixuan, wealthy and influential, though not involved in politics, carried considerable weight in the Celestial Yuan Dynasty.
Just a slight stamp of his foot could likely send ripples throughout the Heavenly Origin.
Moreover, the taxes he paid each year were enough to cover half of the taxes for the entire population of Heavenly Origin, which demonstrated just how wealthy he truly was!
To establish a connection with him would be a fortune earned over several lifetimes!
Thus, this was what occupied the minds of these noble officials.
However, it was evident that Leng Yixuan had no interest whatsoever in their thoughts.
Furthermore, after arriving at Feilong Palace, he had been holding a delicate little hand that resembled white jade.
The people around them were astute; amidst their shock, they quickly understood the situation.
After all, everyone in court knew that Prince Rui's eldest son was known as the Richest Man in Tianyuan.
He was wealthy and powerful but had never been seen with any woman—not even a concubine or maid.
Some might suggest he had tendencies toward same-sex relationships, but that remained unspoken!
However, every beautiful woman they sent over was returned.
Greed is a man's nature, yet for Leng Yixuan, it was not so, leaving people puzzled.
But today, Leng Yixuan finally appeared in the palace with a young maiden. As everyone was shocked, their gazes towards the girl were filled with admiration.
After all, the girl before them had exquisite features, skin as smooth as cream, delicate and flawless, and hair as dark as silk—truly a rare beauty. The snow-white embroidered Magnolia palace dress showcased her graceful figure perfectly.
What was most captivating were the girl's sparkling, bright beautiful eyes.
Large and round, they held an ethereal clarity and an enchanting allure, as dark as night.
At this moment, perhaps unable to withstand the attention of so many people, the girl’s eyes showed a hint of shyness.
Her long, curled eyelashes fluttered like a pair of black fans, making her appear like a timid and pure little white rabbit, evoking pity from onlookers!
Most men are creatures who think with their lower bodies, so when they saw Xin'er, their faces could not hide their astonishment.
To the hungry gazes surrounding her, Xin'er resembled a little white rabbit encountering a big bad wolf. She stayed close to Leng Yixuan, fearing that if she strayed too far from him, she would be devoured without a trace.
Knowing that Xin'er was timid, Leng Yixuan did not linger. After exchanging a few polite words with the crowd, he took Xin'er's hand and led her to an elegant and quiet Jade Pavilion.
"What's wrong? Are you tired?"
Seeing Xin'er sit down with her little face drooping slightly, Leng Yixuan couldn't help but ask.
In response, Xin'er simply shook her head gently and said, "No, I'm just a bit scared."
"Haha, coward! I'm here! What are you afraid of? And also..." At this point, Leng Yixuan deliberately paused, not continuing his sentence.
Hearing this, Xin'er was immediately intrigued, her beautiful eyes sparkling with curiosity as she asked in confusion, "And also what?"
"Haha, you're about to become my wife. In the future, there will be many situations like this, so you need to adapt quickly!"
As he said this, Leng Yixuan reached out and gently tapped Xin'er's delicate nose.
Seeing this, Xin'er felt both shy and surprised. After all, they were not at home; what would happen if someone saw them acting like this?
While her heart was filled with worry, it felt as if honey had been poured into it because of Leng Yixuan's words, making her heart sweet.
However, Xin'er deliberately pouted slightly and playfully replied, "I'm not your wife yet!"
"Haha, I know. That's why I need to work harder to marry you and keep you by my side to raise children and be a good Cold Lady."
His words were gentle and filled with warmth.
It was as if the bright sunlight outside was shining down on them—so radiant and dazzling.
Dressed in a pure white silk robe today, he appeared even more approachable and warm.
He resembled a charming young gentleman.
In fact, Leng Yixuan was only eighteen years old this year...
Xin'er smiled as she looked at the handsome man before her, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart.
Since the Emperor had not yet arrived, the people around them were not overly anxious. It was easy to see everyone moving about, mingling and socializing.
Leng Yixuan had initially wanted Xin'er to join the other young ladies, but knowing her timid nature, he hesitated. He was also concerned that Xin'er might be bullied due to her shy personality, so he chose to stay by her side.
However, nature called. After Xin'er drank a cup of tea, she suddenly felt the urge to relieve herself but was too embarrassed to speak up. She hesitated for a moment, her beautiful eyes shyly fixed on Leng Yixuan.
Though Xin'er did not say a word, it was as if Leng Yixuan could read her mind.
His deep black eyes scanned Xin'er’s empty teacup, and he understood her intention. He then asked, "Do you need to use the restroom?"
"Yes," Xin'er replied softly, her cheeks flushing with shyness as she nodded.
Seeing this, Leng Yixuan summoned a maid with great care and instructed her, "Accompany Miss Xin'er to the restroom and be sure to attend to her needs."
"Yes, sir," the maid replied promptly with a respectful nod.
Thus, Xin'er followed the maid to the restroom.
However, when Xin'er finally emerged feeling refreshed after taking care of her needs, she was shocked to find that the maid who had been waiting outside was nowhere to be seen.
Xin'er was immediately taken aback.
After all, the palace was enormous, and without anyone to guide her, she had no idea where to go.
Especially now, with no one around her, she couldn't even find someone to ask for directions.
Seeing this, Xin'er furrowed her brows, feeling a bit anxious.
However, she knew that lingering here wouldn't solve anything. It would be better for her to walk around and see if she could find someone to ask for help.
With that thought in mind, Xin'er glanced around and headed towards the left side of the winding corridor.
What she didn't know was that just as she started walking, the maid who had previously disappeared hurriedly approached.
"Ugh, I don't know what's wrong today; my stomach is acting up and it's killing me."
The maid mumbled to herself as she stood outside the restroom for quite a while, but when no one came out, she began to feel puzzled.
After calling out several times without receiving a response, she immediately realized something was amiss.
...
Xin'er continued along the winding corridor. Initially anxious and restless, her heart gradually became captivated by the beautiful surroundings.
It was indeed a palace; although it was supposed to be the sweltering summer season, inside the palace it felt like spring all year round.
All around were various kinds of flowers that were hard to name but were incredibly precious.
In this blazing summer heat, the flowers competed with each other in their stunning beauty.
Red as fire, blue as the sky, white as snow, pink as makeup...
Xin'er looked around and felt a surge of joy. Unconsciously, she began to step into the sea of flowers.
As she admired the blossoms, she often paused to inhale their fragrance.
After an unknown amount of time had passed, Xin'er slowly regained her senses. With a sweep of her beautiful eyes, she realized she was surrounded by blooming flowers. For a moment, she was unsure of her location or which direction to take.
Just as she was pondering this, Xin'er suddenly heard voices ahead.
Her heart leaped with joy at the sound.
There were people! She could ask them how to get to Feilong Palace.
Thinking this, Xin'er quickened her pace toward the source of the voices.
However, as she approached, the sounds became clearer and more peculiar. It was as if a woman was softly gasping, accompanied by a man's heavy breathing. The familiarity of these sounds struck her; it felt as though she had heard them somewhere before...
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