Looking at his shameless grandfather, Gu Moyan silently mourned for his brother and then, together with the Prince of Peace, began to watch intently below.
"Brother, Little Prince!"
Upon seeing Xiao Moxi and Wu Yutang, Miss Wu hurriedly waved to greet them.
Once the two men approached, Miss Wu asked, "What brings you here?"
Wu Yutang glanced at Xiao Moxi, then at Ye Yueying, grabbed his sister, and tactfully slipped away.
After the others had left, Xiao Moxi turned to Ye Yueying with a smile. "Did you have fun today?"
Ye Yueying glanced at him and nodded. "The Princess Consort and the Princess are very kind."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Moxi’s smile deepened. "My mother is very open-minded, and my sister, though a little mischievous, is more charming and adorable. Over time, you’ll come to know them better."
Ye Yueying looked at him, then began walking ahead, mumbling softly, "No wonder..."
Xiao Moxi caught up, intrigued, and asked, "No wonder what?"
Ye Yueying smiled slightly, her face showing envy. "Having such wonderful family companions, it’s no wonder you turned out the way you did."
Xiao Moxi grew even more curious. "What kind of person am I?"
Ye Yueying tilted her head to look at him. "Someone... very warm-hearted."
Xiao Moxi chuckled. After a moment’s silence, he stepped aside to block Ye Yueying’s path. "Warm enough to touch your heart?"
Caught off guard by his sudden directness, Ye Yueying’s gaze faltered, and she sidestepped away from him.
Not receiving the answer he had hoped for, Xiao Moxi didn’t seem disappointed. He followed her again. "You don’t need to worry."
Ye Yueying’s heart trembled, though outwardly her expression showed puzzlement as she looked at Xiao Moxi. "Hmm?"
Xiao Moxi’s demeanor grew serious. "I understand your concerns, but our family is different. You don’t have to care about external opinions; you only need to focus on what’s between us."
"As for me... I’ve already chosen you."
Meeting Xiao Moxi’s unwavering gaze, Ye Yueying’s heart began to race uncontrollably, and her expression as she stared at him turned dazed.
This man always had a certain power over her. It was as if he could see right through her heart. Even now, despite receiving the Princess Consort’s bracelet, she felt unsure and insecure. But Xiao Moxi’s straightforward and candid words held a silent strength that calmed her heart, easing her internal conflict and bringing her comfort.
Overwhelmed by emotion, Ye Yueying couldn’t help but recite softly, "Through life and death, we are bound; holding your hand, we grow old together."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Moxi’s eyes instantly lit up with joy, and he instinctively grasped Ye Yueying’s hand.
Ye Yueying snapped back to reality, feeling a bit shy as she pulled her hand away.
Xiao Moxi smiled and rubbed the back of his neck. "Well... let me escort you out of the residence."
Ye Yueying nodded lightly.
...
"Miss Liu and the others have already left. What’s going on with Ye Yueying? Why hasn’t she come out yet? Doesn’t she know we’re still waiting for her?"
Second Young Lady Weng grew increasingly impatient as she waited in the courtyard, her expression showing her mounting dissatisfaction.
Watching his eldest grandson chasing after his youngest grandson in a fight, the Prince of Peace not only refrained from intervening but instead clutched his stomach and laughed heartily. "Moxi, give him a good pounding! That way, you’ll soon have a sister-in-law!"
...
At the Weng Mansion.
The Weng family eagerly waited for the sisters and Ye Yueying to return.
Madam Weng smiled and said, "Your two sisters are both clever and capable. Surely, they’ll have befriended many fine young ladies today. With their connections, our family will thrive further in Beijing in the future."
Weng Eldest Son wasn’t as optimistic. Even if his two sisters managed to connect with some young ladies, it wouldn’t mean much. After all, relationships among women were confined to the inner court and provided little real benefit to the family’s prospects—unless the sisters managed to use this event to marry into good households.
"Actually, it would be most advantageous if Cousin successfully climbs up to the Little Prince Xiao Moxi. That would benefit our family the most."
Madam Weng’s face turned sour. "Ye Yueying, that ungrateful wretch. If she really does grab hold of a high branch, would she even think about us?"
Weng Eldest Son replied, "Mother, you shouldn’t talk like that. After all, we’re her only family, aren’t we?"
Madam Weng snorted. "Don’t get your hopes up too high." Turning to Master Weng, she added, "Husband, don’t you agree?"
At that moment, Master Weng suddenly recalled the scene of pressuring Ye Yueying just the day before. He remembered the cold, emotionless look in his niece’s eyes and couldn’t help but furrow his brows again.
At this moment, the butler ran in, panting. "Master, Madam, the two young misses and Miss Ye have returned."
The Weng family looked overjoyed and immediately watched the trio enter the room.
But upon seeing the long faces pulled by the two daughters, the Weng family’s anticipation quickly sank.

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