The arrival of the 33 princesses

  The luxurious degree of the carriage is astonishing, with heavy flowing silk curtains and a canopy of precious pearls shining in all directions, and four corners hanging with gilded crystal lanterns comparable to heavenly pearls.

  Only the imperial family's eight-horse carriage might be comparable to it.

  As the Hua family stared at the large carriage in shock, Hua Xiyan led her son out by the hand. The coachman jumped down from his seat and bowed to Hua Xiyan: "Madam, young master, please."

  Her carriage?!!

  Without noticing the look on Hua Zhengke's face, Hua Xiyuan smiled and said to Liu Shi, who was staring at the carriage as if she wanted to bore a hole through it: "Mother, you sent someone to pick up my sister earlier and they mentioned that our family didn't have enough carriages, so I brought mine along to alleviate your worries."

  Mrs. Liu's face turned pale and white, and people nearby could hear the sound of her gritting her teeth. Mrs. Wang lowered her head beside Mrs. Liu, recalling what she had previously discussed with Mrs. Liu, but Mrs. Liu didn't believe it at all. Moreover, when Hua Yucai and his mother returned to the Hua residence on foot without any horse or carriage, no one suspected anything. Who would have thought that at this moment, a Cheng Yaojin would suddenly appear?

  After a long while, Liu's voice squeezed out from between her teeth: "Master and I had always thought that you were living a simple life in the countryside, but now it seems that Master and I were overthinking."

  "Mother's words are that if I don't live well and people talk about it, wouldn't it be Father and Mother's fault?" Hua Xiuyan replied with a faint smile.

  The Liu family's face turned red with anger, her teeth clenched in hatred, but she could only watch helplessly as the mother and son boarded a grand carriage rivaling that of royalty, waiting for the Flower Estate's horse-drawn carriage procession to begin before joining in.

  Hua Shu'er's expression was the most tense. Originally, she wanted to see Hua Xiyan make a fool of herself, but now it seems that Hua Xiyan has gone to get attention with this big carriage, which will surely attract the attention of various families, including Prince Xian and King Xian.

  "Sister, how can she——" The Hua sisters were anxious.

  "What's there to be afraid of!" Mrs. Liu glared at her four daughters, "Hasn't she worn a good dress and not even covered up the scars on her face?"

  The four sisters' minds suddenly lit up upon hearing Liu's words. Indeed, no matter how good the carriage was, who would dare to easily approach Hua Xiyuan with her ugly face?

  Huā Yù Rǎn simply put on the clothes sent by Chen Niáng, with almost no accessories. She hailed a large carriage and had it take her son to his destination, not wanting him to suffer too much.

  "Go there and try, if you feel like you can't pass the assessment, don't force it, the goal is to participate." Letting a child broaden their horizons is necessary, but it's not necessary to strive for first place.

  He suddenly felt a warmth in his heart when she said that. He thought of how in the imperial palace, his father and almost everyone else didn't speak to him like that.

  "Mom, I'll work hard." Little fist clenched tightly, unaware that adults sometimes don't give pressure and instead have motivation.

  Looking at it this way, it seems to have returned to her son's originally silly bear image.

  Huā Yù Yán wrapped her small body in a hug. Xiao Zhu Nǐ Nǐ poked out from the fake master's arms, sniffed with her pig nose as if she had smelled something, and jumped onto the car window. The car curtain was blown open by the wind, revealing a corner of the neighboring house's eaves, where a stunning man was lying diagonally. Wasn't he that rascal who wanted to peep at their family's young mistress while she was taking a bath?

  But this stunningly handsome Li Jingxu, however, had a slightly furrowed brow, revealing an expression similar to that of Xiaozhu Niuniu sniffing out a strange smell in the air.

  "Your Excellency?" Book Boy Little Dove was astonished.

  Linghu Jingxu's beautiful face turned towards the eastern sky, and her long, slender eyes narrowed. A hint of disgust appeared between her eyebrows as she spat out: "Who dares to compare beauty with me?"

  The little servant girl wiped her forehead with a towel. Knowing that the master had said so, it was certain that the woman who claimed to be the second most beautiful in the world would appear.

  Huayu and her mother followed the Huafu carriage team to the Imperial Palace. The grand ceremony of the National Academy was said to be presided over by the Crown Prince himself, and many members of the royal family, including the Emperor and Empress, would attend.

  Along the way, various carriages and fine horses gathered from all directions within the imperial city, flowing through the grand palace gates. The Hua family was one of the three great noble families, and upon their arrival, people craned their necks to catch a glimpse. Among the Hua family's procession, there was a carriage that shone with gold and jade, but bore no emblem of the Hua family. What was even more astonishing was that the person who alighted from the carriage was neither Hua Zhengke nor Liu Shi or Hua Shu'er, but rather the eldest young mistress of the Hua family, Hua Xiyan, who had been rumored to have been divorced by the crown prince, along with her illegitimate child.

  The royal banquet is a gathering place for celebrities, but there are still gossipy women.

  "Is Old Man Hua out of his mind? He actually dares to bring this kind of daughter here?"

  "If it weren't for Old Lady Hua's words back then, who would have dared to make a move on her granddaughter? She and whoever dares to fight to the death with her should have been thrown into a pig cage long ago."

  "Lucky girl. She has her grandmother to protect her. But doesn't she think, this is a grand ceremony hosted by the Crown Prince, and she brings a wild child here, is she trying to humiliate the Crown Prince?"

  Liu and his four daughters and son listened to this, smiling but not speaking. Hua Zhengke was furious: Did he want to bring them here? It was Xian Wang who called him, not him who wanted to bring them.

  I don't know what King Hua's intention is, could it be that he wants the Huas to lose face?

  Hua Yuye didn't care what kind of tricks the Crown Prince was playing, anyway, she had in her hands IOUs for half of the Crown Prince's family property.

  What's the use of rumors? A man walking upright is not afraid of his shadow being crooked. Hua Xieyan stuck her tongue out at her little son and said: Let those people fart first.

  Bing Yu's small eyes were filled with laughter, but suddenly, the coldness at the bottom of her eyes condensed into a thin layer of ice, and she slightly narrowed them. The surrounding discussions, which had been scattered and fragmented, suddenly converged on one topic.

  "Did you hear?"

  "I've heard!"

  "They say that the most virtuous and respected goddess from heaven is coming to attend the grand ceremony!"

  Which heavenly goddess with high virtue and prestige? Hua Xixi's slender eyebrows slightly rose, showing great interest, when she heard someone mention that name:

  "It's Su Qier!"

  It turned out that the noble king's beloved was about to appear. Huaxi Yan shook her head and swayed, but unlike others, she wasn't surprised. Perhaps it was because she had attended an auction conference and accidentally discovered her ex-fiancé's secret crush.

  But what kind of goddess is this Su E?

  Just as Huayu was thinking of listening to more gossip from others, her son who had been quietly sitting beside her suddenly said: "Mother, I want to go out."

  Going out? Going to the restroom?

  It's rare for a son to use such elegant vocabulary. Huayexiang called out to the newly arrived maid: "Take Mùmù to the outhouse."

  As soon as the host announced the good news, "Little Mu Mu" couldn't wait to jump off his chair and ran out of the venue quickly, like a rabbit.

  Huā Yùyán gazed at her son's back, just about to call out: Mùmù, walk slower, you'll trip.

  Suddenly it was whispered in the courtyard: Su Qinger has arrived!

  A seven-colored cloud rose at the horizon, with rainbow lights like a fairy's colorful ribbon, elegant and beautiful, finally weaving into a brilliant halo. Under the golden light of ten thousand zhang, that beauty, like a goddess, slowly approached.