In just a moment, there was a commotion among the ladies in the wing, "Look, the princes are here."
Hua Weiluo turned to look at them, and saw all the young ladies lying by the window of the wing, looking out with their heads.
Only a girl in an emerald green dress was still sitting where she was, with a cold look in her eyes, looking at the ladies with some disdain.
Realizing that Hua Weiluo was looking at her, the girl turned her head and looked at Hua Weiluo with a pair of phoenix eyes.
The two people's eyes met in the air, and the girl didn't avoid it, she just stared straight at her.
After a while, Hua Weiluo finally felt embarrassed and smiled at the girl. Then, like the other ladies, she turned to look out the window of the wing.
"Superficial." The girl in the emerald green dress glanced at them, whispered two words from her mouth, and then stopped looking at them.
Hua Weiluo couldn't help but shed a big bead of sweat on her head. Everyone is curious, why is it that looking at a handsome guy is called superficial...
depressed……
But if we talk about it, not only what the princes of Ziyun Kingdom look like, at least they look tall and graceful when they walk out. Those who have wives brought their principal concubines with them.
Those who do not have a wife are alone. This is obvious at a glance, and it also avoids the eldest ladies from thinking about the married prince.
After all, she is the daughter of an important minister in the court, and she must be the main wife no matter what when she gets married.
The eyes of the young ladies naturally fell on the lonely princes at the back.
"Look, that's the eighth prince. He is really handsome. I heard that although he has married several concubines, the position of the principal wife is still vacant..."
"Behind the Eighth Prince is...the Tenth Prince. Wow, he is indeed a humble gentleman as rumored. The way he smiles is really refreshing..."
"Hey, why is the eighth prince followed by the tenth prince, and why is the ninth prince not here??"
"Stupid, haven't you heard that the Ninth Prince has been studying abroad? He has never appeared at such a banquet, and naturally he will not come this time..."
"Oh... I heard that the Eleventh Prince has also been studying abroad, and it seems that he will not come... But, hey, the one standing behind the Tenth Prince doesn't look like the Twelfth Prince... I remember
The twelfth prince is only ten years old this year..."
"Huh??"
Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at the figure standing behind the tenth prince. Sure enough, he was tall and tall, with a tree facing the wind, and he didn't look like a ten-year-old child at all.
"Could it be that the Eleventh Prince is here today too?? Oops...why don't you turn around and let us see the front..."
Hua Weiluo listened to the discussions of the ladies around her. Just now, her eyes were still on the Seventh Prince and his Haitang. Now she suddenly became curious and couldn't help but look towards the legendary Eleventh Prince.
He was seen wearing a silver brocade robe with light white auspicious cloud patterns embroidered on it. A silver hollow hibiscus flower border was exposed at the collar. He was tied with a jade belt around his waist. He held an ivory folding fan in his hand. The hem of the brocade robe was trimmed with an elegant bamboo leaf pattern.
It complements the mutton-fat jade hairpin on his head.
Looking from a distance, he looks like an extraordinary figure of a noble prince.
It's just... why does this man's back look so familiar...
