In the middle they were escorting a carriage, carved with gold and inlaid with jade, even the carriage curtains were made of the finest gauze, the figure inside hazy and indistinct.

On the tall steed at the front, a woman in bright red clothes, her high black hair flying, with fine eyebrows and thin lips, a pair of eyes full of tender feelings, just glancing around slightly, had already made countless peeking young men blush unknowingly.

“This person has such good looks, I wonder if she’s engaged yet.”

Su Jin, who was about to step away, was squeezed in the crowd, with all sorts of talk drilling into her ears from left and right.

“What are you thinking? This person is the Fifth Princess Gu Zhi, a golden branch and jade leaf, the legitimate daughter of the current Phoenix Lord.”

“Then the one in the carriage, is it really the young master of the Shen family?”

“Nonsense, they’ve already been sent to the gate of the Shen mansion, who else could it be if not Shen Yuan.”

“But didn’t the Fifth Princess already choose her primary husband in the beginning of the year? I remember it was the son of Grand Preceptor Liu.”

“The primary husband has been chosen, but there’s still the side…”

“Shh, how could the Shen Grand Tutor’s family be a minor one?”

Things she should and shouldn’t hear, Su Jin heard all clearly.

Not to mention this romantic affair, even though she had just arrived in the capital, she knew that Grand Preceptor Liu and her mentor had never gotten along.

The Fifth Princess being so blatant was clearly intended to humiliate Grand Preceptor Liu.

“Young master is returning home.” The drawn-out voice aroused endless curiosity from those around.

Su Jin’s step forward was firmly fixed by the people squeezing up, so she could only follow the gaze of the bystanders and look towards the carriage together.

The servant boy wearing an oriole-colored outer robe extremely carefully and solemnly lifted the light gauze.

The young men around who were just chattering also fell silent, each stretching their necks, quietly watching the figure stepping out of the carriage.

Above the carriage wall made of gold and jade, a touch of pale white slowly emerged, then lightly rested on the servant boy’s arm.

The wide sleeves of the long cyan robe fluttered gracefully as the young man bent down.

Even though he wore a veiled hat.

With a slight breeze, it was as if an immortal from the clouds had descended to the mortal world.

He was tall, and even standing next to Fifth Princess Gu Zhi, she had to look up at him.

The young man’s eyes were cold and arrogant, but Gu Zhi wasn’t annoyed, kindly handing over the kite that hadn’t flown today, “Shen Lang?”

The more she appeared to be trying to please him, the more angry Shen Yuan felt in his heart.

In the past, she had been all lovey-dovey, saying all the nice things.

In the end, wasn’t she still going to marry someone else.

Shen Yuan’s face darkened, and his words were unpleasant, “The Princess’s husband isn’t surnamed Shen, how can you call me Shen Lang?”

Even if he didn’t care who Gu Zhi married, now that everyone was saying he had lost to Liu Ming, this was absolutely intolerable.

“Shen Lang, you and I have been childhood sweethearts, don’t you know my feelings?” Gu Zhi reached out to pull his sleeve, but was nimbly avoided by Shen Yuan.

Under the public gaze, Gu Zhi lost some face.

Her eyes turned cold, losing the gentleness from earlier, but her voice was still low and coaxing, “Marrying him is just an imperial order. You just need to endure for a few more days, and I will ask Mother Empress for a decree to allow you to enter the mansion together!”

“Enter the mansion together?”

There was a faint anger in Shen Yuan’s eyes, but it disappeared without a trace in an instant.

He smiled slightly, his tone becoming even more gentle, “I’m just afraid the future primary husband won’t agree.”