The next day, Xia Ruhua received an invitation from the Yulin Banquet.

These days, Xia Ruhua has either read the paintings that Chunjuan bought or eat, drink and have fun every day, and she is so uncomfortable.

On the day of going to Yulin Banquet, Xia Ruhua wore a green double-breasted gauze skirt, and there was no other look except a pair of bracelets on her white wrist.

Chunjuan casually combed her a simple hair bun, but she only wore a white jade hairpin. She did not apply makeup to cleanse her face, and she took off the gorgeous feeling brought by her gorgeous makeup, but instead she had a bit of freshness and natural elegance.

Xia Ruhua went to Yulin Banquet and found a corner to sit down. Anyway, the purpose of her coming here was to give herself a reasonable reason to marry the Eighth Prince. There is no need to care about the others.

The tea at Yulin Banquet is quite good, with a mellow and sweet taste when you have a taste of fruit, which is very unique.

The desserts at Yulin Banquet were a bit too hard for art. Although the taste was excellent, each dessert was just one bite. She lost her taste as if she had been scratched by a cat's paws. It was so itchy.

Xia Ruhua sat in a remote position, and because she had been sitting there and never got up, not only did no one come to find her, but she saw several pairs exchanging tokens in front of her.

Because of different people, they have different personalities, and their reactions when exchanging tokens are naturally different, which is more interesting than reading picture books. Xia Ruhua was very excited to read and wanted to have an extra plate of melon seeds in front of her for her to eat while reading.

An hour later, fewer people came here to exchange for tokens, and Xia Ruhua had watched enough plays. When she was about to ask Chunjuan to ask if she could give her another snack, she turned her head and didn't see Chunjuan, but instead saw the Eight Princess.

Prince Eight was wearing a blue dress, with bamboo embroidered with silver thread at the hem, and with Prince Eight's face, even if Xia Ruhua, who was used to seeing the handsome guy, could not help but shake her deity under the sudden critical hit of beauty.

Xia Ruhua blinked her eyes concealedly, lowering her eyes to cover the stunning look in her eyes: "Where is Chunjuan?"

The eighth master lifted his clothes and sat down on the side of Xia Ruhua, and asked with a smile: "Does it look good?"

Xia Ruhua instantly realized what the Eighth Prince was saying and laughed: "Of course it looks good, but Prince, how long have you been here?"

"Your location makes it easy for me to find." Prince Eight smiled at the corner of his mouth, and the sunlight turned into a hazy aperture through the gaps of the leaves. It sprinkled on Prince Eight's side face, allowing his superior nose bridge and the art-like jawline to be visible.

This is a very exquisite man.

From him, we can see how glorious the imperial concubine was back then. No wonder the imperial concubine has passed away for so many years, and the emperor is still so kind to the Eight Princes.

Xia Ruhua felt emotion in her heart, but she was just emotion.

"Prince, have you seen my maid?"

"I'll go and get you some snacks." Prince Eight looked at Xia Ruhua and stretched out his hand.

The eight princes' hands were not as white as jade as they imagined, but were covered with calluses, especially the palm of their hands, which had a thin scar.

Xia Ruhua was about to take a closer look when she heard the Eighth Prince say, "You must have forgotten the token, right?"

Prince Eight narrowed his eyes and looked at Xia Ruhua's outfit today, especially after looking at Xia Ruhua's hair for a long time, his eyebrows slightly frowned, and said with dissatisfaction: "Why didn't I bring the pearl hairpin I gave you? Don't like it?"

"The pearl hairpins in Linglang Pavilion are all in style. The whole world knows that those pearl hairpins have been bought by the Eight Prince. I am afraid that I will not be exposed thoroughly enough?"

"I'm not thinking well." Prince Eight chuckled, and his voice was warmer: "After getting married, you can bring whatever you want."

Prince Eight said this ambiguously, but Xia Ruhua just listened to it.

When a man wants you to help him, he can say any lingering words. Even if you say you want to go to heaven, he can set you up a ladder immediately.

But when you have no value in use, you can't even compare to the torn shoes on your feet. By referring to the original owner's fate, you can know how hard a man should not take it seriously.

Xia Ruhua took out the purse that had been prepared from her arms and handed it to the Eighth Prince.

I noticed someone coming, and immediately lowered my head, my eyelids drooped shyly, my eyelids swayed gently, and my voice shyly said, "Prince, I'm waiting for you at home."

The Eight Prince immediately understood and got into the show for a second. He immediately took the purse to the palm of his hand and looked at Xia Ruhua with affection. It seemed that there was a Milky Way flashing inside in his affectionate eyes, and he was about to drown him.

After the person left, Chunjuan also came back. Xia Ruhua looked at the dessert box that Chunjuan was carrying, thought of the taste of the dessert, nodded with satisfaction, and showed a very satisfied smile to Prince Eight: "Then I will wait for your good news at home for Prince Eight."

The Eight Prince smiled: "Okay."

After exchanging signals, Xia Ruhua immediately took Chunjuan away.

Chunjuan was suddenly called away, and now she came back and heard Xia Ruhua and Prince Eight's words like a mystery, and asked with a confused look on her face: "Miss, when did you get so familiar with Prince Eight?"

In fact, what Chunjuan wanted to ask more is whether the lady and the Eighth Prince were really going to get married.

After all, the reason why she left was because she saw the lady's handkerchief from the other party's hand.

Moreover, the guard who gave her snacks smiled and said that she would be a celebrity in front of the prince in the future, so she asked her to give him a few good words.

After this combination of punches, Chunjuan is really confused now.

Xia Ruhua looked at Chunjuan's misty eyes, laughed, and pinched Chunjuan's cheeks: "What, can't I look for the second spring?"

"Of course not..."

Since discovering that the prince is a big scumbag, Chunjuan hopes that the lady can quickly get out of the shadow of this matter and find her true destiny. However, is it really good to make the Eighth Prince the second spring?

You know, that is the emperor's favorite prince, and he is the only one among all the princes with a title. Even the prince is not as good as that. Is it really appropriate to call such a glorious prince the second spring?

However, Chunjuan is an admirer of Xia Ruhua. When she heard Xia Ruhua say it was the second spring, she felt that it was not very suitable, but she quickly accepted this point and began to guess when Xia Ruhua told the master and his wife about this.

In fact, there is no need to tell Xia Weiguang and Lin Wan about this.

Because the next day, the emperor's marriage order came down.

Xia Ruhua and the prince’s childhood sweetheart were not allowed to fall into the water before the draft, but would definitely be the best candidate for the princess.

I thought that if Xia Ruhua failed to become the crown princess, she would definitely wait for the next year's talent show and at least she could get a crown prince's concubine, but she did not expect that she would become the Eighth Princess directly.
Chapter completed!