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All five of her children were born to her, yet each one had a completely different personality.
The eldest was mature and steady, successful in his career, but somewhat dull.
The second child had a round face and a love for martial arts; it was clear he would grow up to pursue a career as a military official.
The third child, thankfully, was an avid reader, though sometimes he would become so engrossed in a good book that he would forget to eat or sleep.
As for the fourth brother, he was the one who gave Le Yao Yao the most headaches.
Despite being just a nine-year-old boy, he had a delicate appearance and a temperament similar to that of a gentle girl.
While other children his age played outside with crickets and balls, he preferred to sit under a tree enjoying the shade.
If you asked him why he didn’t play with the other kids, he would simply say he was afraid of the heat and sweating…
This often left Le Yao Yao worried that her fourth brother might develop bad habits as he grew up, perhaps becoming overly delicate…
As she pondered this, she looked at her fourth brother's eyes, which resembled her own, and shook her head in frustration. She then pouted, signaling him to go over to his father.
Seeing this, the fourth brother understood his mother’s meaning but did not move toward his father.
After all, he had noticed the ominous expression on his father's face.
Whenever they were with their mother, their father always wore a dark look, as if they had stolen her away from him. It was terrifying!
As Fourth Brother saw the directive from his mother, a look of pitiful innocence deepened in his eyes.
Finally, his gaze shifted and landed on Xin'er, who was sitting nearby.
Little Face blinked in surprise, then curiously fluttered her beautiful eyes and asked, "Mother, who is this pretty Big Sister?"
Upon hearing Fourth Brother's words, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but chuckle.
"Hehe, this is your elder brother's future wife!"
At Le Yao Yao's words, Fourth Brother was momentarily taken aback, while Xin'er blushed. Then Fourth Brother asked again, "Mother, what is a wife? Can you eat it?"
"Haha..."
Hearing Fourth Brother's innocent question, everyone around burst into laughter.
In an instant, the entire Pavilion was filled with joy and laughter.
...
After a long time of merriment at Wanquan Pavilion, noticing that it was getting late, everyone began to move towards Feilong Palace.
The birthday celebration of the Celestial Emperor was a grand affair, with the entire nation rejoicing. The palace was adorned with colorful decorations, creating a lively atmosphere.
Many ministers and guests filled the Feilong Palace to capacity.
Once Xin'er and the others were seated, a long and sharp voice rang out—
"The Emperor has arrived!"
With that high-pitched announcement, the previously bustling Feilong Palace fell into an immediate silence.
It seemed as if even the sound of a needle dropping could be heard.
Soon after, everyone knelt down.
Xin'er was no exception.
Following Leng Yixuan, she knelt on the ground until a deep, hoarse voice filled with immense authority broke the silence.
"Rise."
At those words, everyone stood up in unison.
As she sat in her place, curiosity stirred within Xin'er. With a nervous heart, she slowly approached the figure clad in bright yellow on the high platform.
There, on the Dragon Throne, sat a man in a resplendent yellow dragon robe that accentuated his imposing and noble presence.
In every gesture and movement, there was an aura of dominance that only those in power possess.
Truly, he was the Celestial Emperor, the true dragon among men.
As Xin'er observed, the Emperor on the Dragon Throne delivered several opening remarks, essentially inviting everyone to feel at ease.
Despite his words, the crowd around them had lost the casualness they had just moments before.
Next came the ministers and envoys, presenting various congratulatory gifts and well-wishes.
The Emperor listened with great delight, a smile never leaving his face.
At this moment, as Xin'er enjoyed the exquisite dishes on the table, she couldn't shake off the feeling that someone was watching her.
Startled by this realization, Xin'er turned to find the source of the gaze, locking eyes with a young man whose strikingly elongated Phoenix Eyes captured her attention.
The young man had changed into a new Silk Robe.
Draped in a luxurious Purple Robe adorned with Auspicious Clouds, he appeared even more distinguished.
It was Aotianqi!
Seeing him, Xin'er couldn't help but smile warmly at Aotianqi.
After all, he had just saved her; he was her benefactor! If it weren't for him, she might have fallen from that high tree and either died or been severely injured.
At that moment, Xin'er couldn't help but wonder if the young man was alright.
Thinking this, she unconsciously moved her lips, unsure of how to ask. Moreover, with such a distance between them, unless she shouted, he wouldn't hear her words.
Of course, she wouldn't do that. She wasn't crazy.
However, even though Xin'er didn't speak, the young man seemed to read her thoughts as easily as if he were a worm in her belly. He opened his mouth and said, "I'm fine."
The young man didn't make a sound; he only moved his lips.
Strangely enough, Xin'er understood what he was trying to say. Her heart eased considerably, and she softened her gaze at him, smiling gently.
Lord Shi was still there. Seeing Xin'er's smile, the young man sitting across from her couldn't help but curve his red lips into a pleasant and elegant smile.
Just then, a long hand suddenly appeared in front of Xin'er, completely blocking her view.
Immediately after, a pleasant voice rang in her ear.
"Here, have a piece of shark fin soup. You're too thin."
Hearing Leng Yixuan's words, Xin'er was momentarily taken aback. She turned to meet Leng Yixuan's handsome face and smiled back at him.
"Thank you, Xuan."
"Xin'er," she said, lowering her head to eat the shark fin that Leng Yixuan had served her.
Thus, she had never seen the originally gentle and warm Leng Yixuan, who, upon meeting Aotianqi's gaze, narrowed his Deep Black Eyes slightly.
In those eyes, only the familiar aggression and dominance of a man shone through.
In contrast to Leng Yixuan, Aotianqi faced the dangerous warning in Leng Yixuan's eyes without a hint of fear. Instead, he raised his handsome brows at Leng Yixuan, his expression filled with provocation.
After all, Aotianqi had feelings for Xin'er and was determined not to give up on her!
Even if Xin'er's heart did not belong to him, he believed it was simply because she had not spent enough time with him.
If Xin'er were to spend more time with him, she would realize that he was actually more suitable for her, wouldn't she!?
Aotianqi thought firmly, his gaze towards Xin'er filled with determination.
Aotianqi's unwavering gaze caused Leng Yixuan's striking Sword Brows to furrow slightly.
However, at that moment, a deep voice filled with authority suddenly rang out.
"Xuan, you haven't introduced me to the young lady beside you yet!"
Leng Yixuan, intelligent and mature since childhood, was greatly favored by the Emperor.
Having spent some time in the palace before, the Emperor treated Leng Yixuan with the affection of a half-son.
At that moment, as the Emperor spoke, Feilong Palace fell into a profound silence.
All eyes turned to Leng Yixuan and Xin'er.
Feeling the sudden attention on her, Xin'er couldn't help but lower her head in embarrassment.
Her shy and delicate demeanor was captivating, like a Pure Lotus gently blooming in the morning dew, evoking a sense of pity in those who beheld her...
In contrast to the bashful Xin'er, Leng Yixuan softened his gaze upon seeing her.
Then, as if recalling something, his Deep Black Eyes subtly swept over to Aotianqi across the room, a glimmer of insight flickering within them.
Perhaps sensing the strange expression in Leng Yixuan's Deep Black Eyes, Aotianqi's face changed as if he had realized something...
In the next moment, Leng Yixuan turned to face the Emperor, his Red Lips parting as he spoke.
"Your Majesty, sitting beside me is my fiancée, Xin'er!"
As soon as Leng Yixuan's words left his mouth, gasps filled the air.
After all, while Leng Yixuan was a Young Master, he was also immensely wealthy—his fortune rivaling nations. Just a slight shift from him could send tremors throughout Heavenly Origin.
Moreover, over the years, many high-ranking Noble Persons had sent their daughters to Leng Yixuan’s residence to secure their own positions in court.
Some even went so far as to disguise themselves as maids and enter Cold Manor, all for the chance to marry this man of unparalleled wealth.
However, this man, who was invincible in the business world, was solely focused on his career and had little interest in women. Some even speculated whether he had some unsavory habits.
At that moment, he openly declared that the person beside him was his fiancée, leaving everyone in shock!
Moreover, the gazes directed at Xin'er were filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment...
When the Emperor heard Leng Yixuan's words, his dignified and handsome face showed a moment of surprise.
After all, Leng Yixuan had been raised under his watch since childhood. He regarded Leng Yixuan as a talented individual whom he greatly admired and had even considered marrying off one of his beloved princesses to him.
Yet, Leng Yixuan remained unmoved, and the Emperor did not want to force him.
Thus, upon hearing Leng Yixuan's declaration, the Emperor's gaze shifted to Xin'er with a hint of curiosity.
There stood the girl in white, elegant and ethereal, with an exquisite beauty that was pure and charming.
No wonder she could capture the heart of such a wealthy man; if he were to encounter this girl, perhaps he too would be captivated...
The Emperor thought to himself as Leng Yixuan seized the opportunity to speak to Xin'er.
"Xin'er, quickly greet His Majesty."
"Yes."
Upon hearing Leng Yixuan's words, Xin'er steeled herself and suppressed the turmoil within her heart.
After all, the one seated there was the Celestial Emperor, a figure above all others.
In her lifetime, she never imagined that this insignificant person would actually meet the current Sovereign, and at this moment, she was extremely nervous.
However, despite her anxiety, Xin'er was doing her best to suppress her inner turmoil.
After all, now that Leng Yixuan had acknowledged her, she was under Leng Yixuan's protection. If she were to embarrass herself at this moment, it would bring trouble to Leng Yixuan.
Thinking of this, Xin'er took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and despite her trembling legs, she knelt respectfully before the Emperor.
"Commoner Xin'er pays her respects to Your Majesty. Long live the Emperor!"
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