After lunch, Daohua took the ladies to the main courtyard hall to chat and drink tea, while Xiao Yeyang continued to watch the opera with the nfolk in the opera tower, accompanying Gu Jian.
During this ti, An Xin whispered a few words to Old Madam An and then excused herself to add clothes to Prince Moqing, turning around and leaving the hall.
Daohua noticed this and her eyes darkened slightly, not wanting the An Family to interfere with Gu Jian’s birthday banquet. As An Xin was about to leave the hall, she spoke out, "Where is Miss An going?"
The people in the room chatting did not pay much attention to An Xin, but upon hearing Daohua’s question, they all turned their gaze towards her.
An Xin felt sowhat nervous, but still replied calmly, "Replying to the Princess Consort, it seems the wind outside has picked up a little, and I’m thinking of bringing an extra garnt to Prince Moqing."
Daohua replied with a light smile, "For such a trivial matter, it’s enough to send a maid. Why trouble Miss An to go there in person?"
That’s when Old Madam An spoke up, "The Princess Consort might not be aware, but Prince Moqing only listens to An Xin. If we send a maid, the prince will definitely refuse to add any clothes."
Daohua smiled insincerely, "Is that so? At the Prince Residence, Moqing has been very sensible, never causing any trouble with als or naps. It’s surprising that at the An Residence he listens only to Miss An."
Upon these words, the ladies in the room couldn’t help but reveal aningful smiles.
Old Madam An was sowhat annoyed, yet had to suppress it: "It’s because my granddaughter is more endearing and empathetic," she said, looking at An Xin.
"His Highness mustn’t catch a cold. Go ahead."
An Xin nodded and was just about to turn around when Daohua spoke again, "Miss An, the Prince Residence is quite large, so I will send a maid to accompany you to avoid taking a wrong turn by accident."
An Xin frowned slightly but expressed her gratitude with proper respect, "Thank you, Princess Consort."
Everyone watched as An Xin left and then looked at Daohua, whose complexion had slightly paled, with contemplative expressions.
...
Opera tower.
Since it was not polite to disturb the audience enjoying the opera performance, Xiao Moreng took Daozi, Prince Moqing, and a few others out to play outside the opera tower.
A group of little ones dressed in animal costus were having a great ti when suddenly they saw An Xin approaching.
Xiao Moreng frowned upon seeing An Xin; this part of the residence was ant for hosting male guests, why had the young miss of the An Family co over again?
An Xin walked up to Prince Moqing with a smile, crouched down, and said, "Your Highness, the wind outside is strong, and the Old Madam has asked to bring you so extra clothes."
With the ga interrupted, Prince Moqing, sowhat impatiently, waved his hand, "I’m not cold; I don’t need to put on clothes. You should go, don’t interrupt our ga."
An Xin took a deep breath, struggling to maintain the smile on her face.
Ever since Xiao Moxi no longer visited the An Residence, her chances of seeing Prince Wang Wu had dwindled further.
If she couldn’t et Prince Wang Wu, she wouldn’t be able to catch his attention. Without his attention, how could he consider taking her into the Prince Residence?
She was well aware that she and her half-sisters were all pawns for the An Family to pull other forces closer. If she couldn’t end up with Prince Wang Wu, the outco awaiting her would definitely be to be casually given away to so official as a concubine.
This official could be an old man in his seventies or eighties, or maybe soone with certain peculiar tastes, a wretched person; her stepmother would not care about her fate or desires.
Therefore, she must create her own opportunities.
This ti, congratulating Duke Gu Jian on his birthday was undoubtedly a heaven-sent chance to see Prince Wang Wu.
She couldn’t believe that Prince Wang Wu would remain completely uninterested upon seeing her young and beautiful self, nor did she believe that the prince truly wished to live solely with Princess Consort Xiao.
An Xin, having recomposed herself, put on a smiling face again and reached out to touch Prince Moqing’s cheek, "Your Highness, you are indeed not cold now, but the wind outside is strong, and you may feel cold later on."
"Right now, you want to play and certainly can’t be wearing too many layers. How about this: I’ll sit in the pavilion holding the clothes and wait for Your Highness. If you want to wear them, just call for , okay?"
Prince Moqing, impatient and eager to resu playing with Daozi and others, waved his hand noncommittally, "As you wish."
After saying so, he ran towards Daozi and the others.
An Xin smiled and stood up, then looked apologetically at the maid from the Prince Residence who had escorted her, "I’m sorry, sister, but I need to wait here for His Highness. If you have other duties, please go ahead."
Having said this, without waiting for the maid’s response, she turned and walked towards the nearby pavilion to sit down.
Bi Wei frowned, but without saying anything, summoned a granny standing by, whispered a few words, and then stepped into the pavilion.
Seeing Bi Wei refusing to leave, An Xin was very displeased inside. Thinking of her purpose, she quickly contemplated how to send the person away.
Not long after, An Xin noticed several figures walking out of the theater and thought for a mont before looking at Bi Wei: "Sister, I’m a bit thirsty, could you please get a pot of hot tea?"
Even though Bi Wei disliked An Xin, as a guest of the Prince Residence, she dared not neglect her. Since she was facing away from the direction of the theater, she did not see Xiao Yeyang and others walking out: "Miss, please wait a mont, this servant will be right back."
Upon Bi Wei’s departure, An Xin imdiately tidied up her appearance and then, with an appropriate smile, stepped out of the pavilion and ca to Xiao Moqing’s side again, tenderly wiping the sweat from his forehead.
Just at that mont, Daozi happily called out, "Daddy!"
It turned out Xiao Yeyang was seeing several people out.
Seeing Daozi dressed in a monkey costu, Xiao Yeyang burst into laughter: "This outfit really suits you, you are indeed a little crazy monkey."
Daozi, discontented, corrected him: "I am the Great Sage, Equal of Heaven, who made a ss in the Heavenly Palace, not so little monkey."
Xiao Yeyang chuckled, about to say a few more words, when he heard a sweet female voice.
"This young lady pays her respects to the Prince."
Upon seeing An Xin, Xiao Yeyang imdiately frowned, and before he could speak, Daozi, looking on guard and annoyed, asked, "Why haven’t you left yet?"
Then, with wide eyes and outstretched arms blocking in front of Xiao Yeyang, Daozi angrily accused, "I get it now, you’re eyeing my daddy as a juicy piece of at, you’re here to seduce him!"
Xiao Yeyang: "..."
The few officials present: "..."
Xiao Moreng and others: "..."
Blatantly exposed, An Xin was initially taken aback and saw everyone looking at her in disbelief, her face turning sowhat pale.
However, having survived under her stepmother, after only a mont, An Xin had a plan; her eye rims reddened, and tears sparkled, instantly, a vulnerable and pitiable young lady’s image appeared before everyone’s eyes.
Unfortunately, Daozi had no intention of pity or chivalry, indignantly saying, "You better go quickly, my dad belongs to my mom, you should forget about it!"
An Xin seed to be on the verge of collapse, with red eyes and stubbornly bitten lips; she looked at Xiao Yeyang, wanting to say sothing but hesitating, "Prince, I truly did not have such thoughts. For the Little Prince to slander in such a way, I have no face to live."
Without buying into this act, Daozi, jumping in anger and pointing at An Xin, accused, "You’re lying! Just look in the mirror, when you look at my dad, your eyes shine green, just like the starving wolf in the stories my mom told, you really want to devour my dad as your prey."
"Let tell you, not a chance!"
With disdain, Daozi looked at An Xin.
"You can’t even compare to one of my mom’s toes, yet you dream of carrying off my dad like a tiger, you’re delusional. If I were you, I’d be too ashad to even show my face outside."
Being despised by such a child, even if An Xin had a strong mind, she was angered into blushing, noticing people coming out from the theater, her eyes flickered, and she made a bold move, throwing herself toward Xiao Yeyang.
Officials from the An Family and others, hearing the commotion and just walking out of the theater, saw the scene of An Xin falling toward Xiao Yeyang, and An Family’s head was instantly delighted.
As long as An Xin had public physical contact with Xiao Yeyang, she would have secured her way into the Prince Residence.
"Little Prince, be careful!"
Wang Wu, who had previously been standing still, suddenly sprang into action and firmly pushed An Xin away.
Wang Wu did not hold back, and An Xin, suddenly pushed, stumbled several steps backward before awkwardly falling to the ground.
"How audacious, you thief, attempting to harm the Little Prince, do you have a death wish!" Wang Wu glared intensely at An Xin, who had yet to recover from the shock.
"The Little Prince only scolded you a bit, and you try to crush him with your adult body; such malevolence deserves death!"
Xiao Yeyang: "...." That was an instant takedown!
Others: "...." Is this person blind? It’s clear that the lady wanted to pounce on Prince Weiyuan!
Everyone present could see through the An Family’s intentions.
Daozi, with an admiring look, raised a thumb at Wang Wu.
Upon seeing this, Wang Wu winked at Daozi.
Xiao Yeyang turned to An Family’s head: "The upbringing of the An Family truly is an eye-opener."
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