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He opened his eyes and a cold glint flashed through his pupils. As he reached out with his snow white and slender hands to open the carriage’s curtains, his cold and exquisite appearance, like an ink painting, was reflected through Su Miaolan’s eyes, thoroughly shocking her!

In just a year and a half, the once unremarkable prince now had such an elegant demeanor!

Swept by those black, jade-like eyes, Su Miaolan’s heart panicked as she hurried to salute.

“This courtier, Miss Su, greets His Royal Highness...”

Her voice was gentle like the sounds from nature. She displayed her best manners in front of Gong Jue.

She was glad that she dressed up very chic today and highlighted her beauty a few more points. As she saluted, she didn’t forget to glance shyly at him, which made her seem sentimental but reserved. With such grace, wouldn’t a teenager like him have his heart flutter?

Gong Jue sat in the carriage without moving or acknowledging her greeting. Rather, his cold aura rose slightly.

“You are, Su Miaolan?”

Su Miaolan’s face turned white. How could he mention her family name so casually? There were so many men present!

Sensing Gong Jue’s hostility towards her, Su Miaolan almost immediately thought of Gong Yi Mo!

Yes, Prince Gong Jue was single-handedly raised by Gong Yi Mo, so he would naturally express his dissatisfaction with her. With this thought, Su Miaolan’s once good impression of Gong Jue faded significantly, but she didn’t forget that this prince had returned with great merits. Thus, she could only grit her teeth and bow humbly.

“Yes...this servant’s boudoir name is Miaolan.”

Gong Jue picked up a strand of his hair and gently twirled it with his fingertips. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly and he smiled cynically at her.

“Let me guess...the reason you’ve come to the Palace this time is because the Mother Empress has called for you?”

Shocked, Su Miaolan wondered how His Highness the Ninth Prince was able to know her movements even though he had just arrived in the capital. She bowed her head and in a low voice.

Her humble answer delighted Gong Jue. The idea of punishing suddenly faded since he suddenly thought of a fun game to play.

Gong Jue looked down at the girl’s weak body, shivering under the wind.

He whispered, “Raise your head.”

That cold and majestic voice gave Su Miaolan a clear sense of danger! For some reason, she suddenly feared this prince who was only three years younger than her. She quickly looked up and tried to display a flattering smile, but the fear that gripped her caused her face to turn stiff.

Gong Jue leaned back and stared at with pity. His lips curled into a sneer as he commented,

“The most beautiful woman in the capital?”

His voice, full of disdain, was clearly heard by all in the vicinity.

“But it’s just a matter of time...”

“Baisheng, let’s go.”

“Yes, Your Highness!”

Bai Sheng glanced sympathetically at Su Miaolan. She offended the princess, and yet the prince let her go so easily. There must be a more terrible punishment awaiting her.

As for Su Miaolan, this one sentence caused her to grit her teeth in frustration!

What does she value the most? Aside from identity, it was her face! But that damn Gong Jue looked down on her!

It was like tearing down her clothes in front of everyone!

She wanted to cry out her grievances, but her heart was ablaze with flames. Su Miaolan glared at the faraway carriage as a maid beside her helped her up.

That boy was only thirteen, not an adult who knew the ways of the world! Just wait, in the future, she must force this Gong Jue to bow down before her skirt.