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When Xiao Yao and his group arrived at the Duke's Mansion.

Xie Yanheng, Ou Yurong and his wife came to greet them personally with Xie Ying and Xie Jiaojiao.

Everyone in the audience knelt down and saluted Xiao Yao, shouting "Long live Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess."

Seeing this grand occasion, Xiao Yao was a little surprised. Xie Yunchu whispered: "Gentlemen, perhaps you are here to meet Princess Jinning by chance, and young ladies--" He glanced at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Yao understood instantly.

However, after the eldest prince sat down, he did not look around, only occasionally took a sip of tea on the low table and ate some fruits.

After Xie Yanheng and Ou Yurong expressed their gratitude to Xiao Yao, they handed the birthday banquet over to Xie Ying. The two old guys quickly left the banquet which was attended by teenagers and young men.

After only one or two songs and dances prepared by the Duke's Mansion were performed, someone suggested presenting their talents for Xie Ying's birthday. Then the young ladies presented birthday gifts one after another and then took turns to perform.

Xie Ying was very happy.

With so many beautiful girls, I don’t believe that no one can catch Xiao Chen’s eye.

She looked at Xiao Chen boldly, only to see that his skin was porcelain white, and he was sitting between Xiao Yao and his older brother, with no emotion in his eyes.

It is really like what is said in the storybook, like a disciple of Buddha, detached from the world.

Xiao Yao turned sideways and whispered to Xiao Chen, "Brother Royal, they are all coming for you."

Xiao Chen smiled slightly, his heart calm. Although the songs and dances were very good, he really didn't have any special feelings.

I don’t think there is anything to be nostalgic about in this mundane world.

He picked up the teacup and took another sip before noticing that Xiao Zhenzhen was missing. "Where's Zhen'er?"

Xiao Yao raised her head and looked around, "He must have gone to look for Zhou Yiqing."

After she finished speaking, Xiao Yao's eyes suddenly flashed. Zhen'er had a good relationship with Zhou Yiqing since childhood.

So, could it be that she had actually already set her eyes on Zhou Yiqing? After all, Lord An Zhou's backyard was also very clean, with only Aunt Qingning there.

With such a good family background and family tradition, he is indeed a very good candidate.

Xie Ying brought tea and came over to offer it to Xiao Yao and Xiao Chen, "Thank you, Your Highness the Crown Princess and Your Highness the First Prince, for coming to support us. I am very grateful."

Xiao Yao smiled and said, "No need to be so polite." When Xie Ying saw her when she was a child, she was not so polite.

Now that he has grown up, he is so handsome and speaks in a dignified and polite manner.

Xiao Chen returned her a cup of tea, then took out the birthday gift he had prepared, "I carved this myself, it's just a small token of my appreciation, please don't dislike it, Miss Xie."

A wooden box, you can't see what's inside.

Xie Ying took it and when she looked at him to thank him, she discovered his peach blossom hairpin.

Seeing that she had not retreated, Xiao Chen raised his eyes and saw the white jade peach blossom hairpin in her hair.

One of them is carved from peach tree and the other is carved from white jade. They look and style are exactly the same.

Xiao Yao exclaimed: "Hey, the hairpins you two have are the same."

"Royal brother, I remember you said that your peach blossom hairpin was given to you by Uncle Rong?" Just before coming to the Duke's Mansion, on the carriage, she saw the hairpin and asked this question specifically.

Xiao Chen nodded, feeling somewhat puzzled. The peach blossom hairpin that Uncle Rong gave him was carved by Uncle Rong himself.

Why is Xie Ying’s white jade peach blossom hairpin exactly the same style as the one Uncle Rong gave her?

Xie Ying was a little embarrassed, and told the truth: "This peach blossom hairpin was given to me by my younger sister Jiaojiao. She said she spent a long time choosing a birthday gift for me, and finally an old Taoist priest gave it to her."

"And then it was given to me." It's so magical, it's exactly the same style as the peach blossom hairpin that Lord Rong gave me.

Xiao Zhenzhen, Xie Jiaojiao, and Zhou Yiqing suddenly came over.

Xie Jiaojiao opened her sparkling eyes and said, "So, Sister Aying's peach blossom hairpin and your Highness' hairpin are a pair?"

"A pair of peach blossom hairpins, and a pair of people as well?" Xiao Zhenzhen continued.

As soon as these words were spoken, not only Xie Ying, but also Xiao Chen, Xiao Yao and Xie Yunchu were all stunned for an instant.

"Oh, I, I, congratulations on your birthday, sister Aying. May you have this day every year." Xiao Zhenzhen presented the birthday gift she had prepared, "This is a gift from my father and mother to sister Aying."

She distinguished between her own gifts and those given by her father, the emperor, and her mother, the queen.

Xie Ying took it with both hands and thanked him again, "Thank you, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, and Princess Jinning."

"Sister A-Ying, there's no need to be so polite. Please stand up quickly..."

Xie Ying blushed and quickly returned to her seat to watch the ladies perform.

A quarter of an hour later.

Xiao Chen could no longer sit still, so he simply stood up and said goodbye to Xie Ying.

Xie Ying was in a panic, "Oh, okay, thank you, Your Highness, take care..."

Xiao Chen also felt puzzled. When Zhen'er said that the hairpins were a pair and the people were also a pair, his usually calm heart was actually turbulent for a moment.

He is indeed not suitable for this worldly banquet.

Looking at the figure in white clothes walking away leisurely, Xie Ying frowned unconsciously.

She felt that he was even more aloof and selfless than the Buddhist disciples in the storybooks.

There were so many noble ladies performing their talents at the scene, but there was never a glimmer of appreciation in his eyes.

It's as peaceful as watching mountains and rivers, and the sunrise and sunset.

Would such a person really fall in love with a woman and get married and have children?

Seeing Xiao Chen leaving, the young ladies all showed expressions of regret.

Until the birthday party is over.

After the courtyard was empty, Xiao Yao was about to return to the Crown Princess's Mansion when she discovered that Xiao Zhenzhen was missing again.

Xie Yunchu said: "With Zhou Yiqing here, nothing will happen to her."

"Then let's go back home."

"Ah."

Xie Ying accompanied them all the way out of the Duke's Mansion before returning to her own boudoir. Looking at so many birthday gifts, the only thing in her mind was that handsome, calm and indifferent face.

What kind of woman could impress a man like him?

There were so many young ladies today, but she didn't even have one candidate who might impress him. It was incredible.

"Miss?" Mingzhu saw the young lady resting her chin on her hand in a daze, and couldn't help asking, "Would you please pick out some of these gifts? Will you send the others to the warehouse?"

"Send them all to the warehouse." He regretted it after saying it, then searched on the table and found the birthday gift from Xiao Chen.

When I opened it, I saw a wooden horse the size of a palm.

The horse was painted red and green, although it was not as good as the golden flying horse that Lord Rong gave to Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess on her birthday.

But this Trojan horse is also very exquisite.

It was so exquisite that she couldn't put it down.

The red and green horse can be placed on the dressing table or somewhere she can see it.

"Could this be carved by the eldest prince himself?" Mingzhu exclaimed, "I have never seen a horse with such a big smile, it must not be sold in a shop outside."

Xie Ying smiled and said, "He carved it himself." At that time, she heard him say that it was something he made.

"Oh my God, the eldest prince's hands are so skillful." Mingzhu sighed again.

Xie Ying was the same, she couldn't let go of the horse. Such a small and festive ornament, the more she looked at it, the more it melted her heart.