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“Master, Ouyang Zixin is back.” The shadow guard’s cold voice suddenly sounded. Ever since Yun Tianmo broke through space and came out of the secret realm, he has become more silent than before, and his cultivation is unfathomable. The shadow guard didn't hear the movement and quietly retreated. The arrangement of Dream Nation went smoothly with the help of Master. I came out early just to be safe, but I didn’t expect that Ouyang Zixin also left the secret realm. Among the three people known now, two have returned to Yuhai Continent. As for the rest - "Ouyang Zixinah Ouyang Zixin, there are still thirty years before we can meet again, Brother Three is really lonely.” After enduring it for seventy years, Ning Zhiyuan never imagined that the days without anyone quarreling would be like this. Yuhai Continent It’s spring, 1779 in the Gregorian calendar. Three more years have passed, and Ouyang Zixin is already an eighteen-year-old girl. In the past three years, she has clarified several things: First, no one knows about the person in the secret realm who calls himself Nangong Tuo; Second, her mother's family has been hiding in the world for many years. It should be from Dream Nation; Thirdly, Yun Tianmo also came out of the secret realm. This is the news from Rong Yi, but the specific situation is unknown;
Fourth, the Sovereign of the Exiled Nation intends to designate Ouyang Zixin as the Consort of the Third Prince, Nangong Tuo, for reasons unknown.
Aside from the fourth matter seeming somewhat melodramatic to Ouyang Zixin, she found the other three issues easy to digest.
The second day of the second month marks the Exiled Nation's annual National Banquet day. The so-called National Banquet is funded by the palace to entertain the officials, with all Nobility invited, and Ouyang Xuan's Mansion is no exception. It is said that everyone is a pillar of the Exiled Nation, but in reality, it is just an excuse for a public feast.
Ouyang Zixin scoffed at this, but her main concern was that during this banquet, there might be an unavoidable melodramatic marriage proposal.
"Sigh..." Sitting on a stone bench outside the flower room, Ouyang Zixin let out a long sigh.
Bai Su heard her daughter's sigh and quickly put down her work, wiped her hands, and walked over. "Xin'er, why have you been sighing so much lately? Is it because you are tired from helping your mother in the flower room?"
"Mother, here you go again. I already said it's not because of that." If working in a small flower room could tire her out, Ouyang Zixin would have probably died from exhaustion in the secret realm long ago.
"Then what is it?" Bai Su understood that her daughter was worried about the marriage proposal, but after all, it was the Sovereign's will, and they had no way to refuse.
"Isn't it... never mind, Mother need not worry; I'm fine." Ouyang Zixin felt regretful but found it hard to express. Her parents had worked hard to send her away from the imperial capital just to keep her away from the whirlpool of Nobility.
Yet here she was, having returned without doing anything and already plunged into that whirlpool. Now that royal orders could not be defied, how could Ouyang Zixin possibly voice that what troubled her was indeed the marriage proposal?
"Xin'er, you always keep everything bottled up inside. You used to tell me everything," Bai Su said with concern as she looked at her suddenly grown-up daughter. "It's all my fault for being incapable..."
Seeing Bai Su affected by her mood and becoming downcast, Ouyang Zixin quickly changed the subject and asked a flurry of questions about cultivating flowers and plants.
When Bai Su came to her senses, Ouyang Zixin had already dived into the flowerbed, busy with something unknown.
In preparation for the National Banquet on the second day of the second month, Leaving the Royal Palace had started early, inevitably decorating everything. The entire imperial capital was enveloped in a strong festive atmosphere.
"What brings you here?" Nangong Tuo asked somewhat nervously upon seeing the uninvited Yun Tianmo.
"Just passing by," Yun Tianmo said as he walked straight into Nangong Tuo's study, his gaze landing on a painting on the desk, a cold smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
Passing by? Although Cloud Nation and Exiled Nation were adjacent, how could one pass through from the Imperial Capital of the Li Nation to the capital of Exiled Nation?
A mouthful of tea was spat out, and Nangong Tuo quickly called someone in to clean up, thus missing Yun Tianmo's glance at the desk.
"I heard that on the day of the National Banquet, the young lady of Ouyang Xuan's Mansion will also attend," Yun Tianmo remarked disdainfully, casting a glance at Nangong Tuo, who was truly losing his princely demeanor.
Nangong Tuo looked at Yun Tianmo suspiciously. Ouyang Zixin had returned three years ago, yet he hadn't seen Yun Tianmo show up. He thought Yun Tianmo had long forgotten about Ouyang Zixin, but why was he asking about her as soon as he entered?
He hoped it wasn't what he feared. Nangong Tuo felt a chill run down his spine; if Yun Tianmo had taken an interest in Ouyang Zixin as well, how much confidence did he have left?
"Lost your voice?" Yun Tianmo snorted coldly, his demeanor instantly turning icy, an intimidating aura pressing toward Nangong Tuo.
"You—you're the one who's lost your voice." That damned Yun Tianmo had grown stronger over eight years; surely he had dealt with the guards hidden in the shadows. "So what? Do you want to see her?"
"It has nothing to do with you." Having received his answer, Yun Tianmo turned to leave. It wasn't that his shadow guards couldn't find this information; rather, Yun Tianmo had deliberately come to this prince's residence.
Some people need to take the initiative.
"Xin'er, how about I comb your hair? You can't go around looking like this all the time," Bai Su advised earnestly. In the capital, there wasn't a single noble young lady who would flaunt a ponytail all day.
"Mother, I like it this way. Please don't worry about me," Ouyang Zixin knew very well that her appearance was not exactly pleasing, but she preferred this refreshing look. Just thinking about wearing a bunch of hair accessories for the National Banquet made her feel a pain in her neck.
"But..."
"Please don't 'but' me. Are you worried that I won't be able to get married looking like this?" Ouyang Zixin pouted at Bai Su, "I've been away from home for so many years. Now that I'm finally back, can't you let me stay for a few more years?"
Upon hearing Ouyang Zixin's words, Bai Su understood immediately and decided not to insist on combing her hair anymore.
While her hair could remain uncombed, her outfit had to be exquisite. After all, it was the National Banquet, and they couldn't lose face for Xuan Shi Mansion.
She wore a light purple long dress that wasn't overly extravagant but was made of excellent fabric, simple yet elegant, perfectly highlighting Ouyang Zixin's temperament. She then added a Purple Bamboo Sachet at her waist and wore a bracelet carved from Purple Bamboo on her wrist. The accessories were few but had a striking effect.
"Our Xin'er looks truly beautiful today," Bai Su initially disapproved of Ouyang Zixin dressing so simply, but upon seeing her now, she realized it was just as good as any elaborate attire.
Ouyang Zixin turned back and smiled sweetly at Bai Su: "It's mainly about the temperament."
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