Chapter 344: That Day I Was in a Good Mood

The royal guard beside him replied in a low voice, not daring to delay.

The surrounding nobles had long been frightened into silence, watching as Ma Si was dragged away, their eyes full of schadenfreude and sympathy.

It's bad to offend anyone, but they had to go and offend Princess Mingxi.

The king and queen were first startled, then softened their voices to their young son, fearing to upset him even a bit: "What's wrong, Qing An? Did this family make you unhappy?"

Could it be that the son discovered Ma Si's clan had joined forces with outsiders to deal with Ruo Ya, and then struck first?!

If so, it would also count as preemptively removing a hidden danger for the royal family.

Qing An lifted his chin, "Seeing her makes me uncomfortable."

Okay, no.

The king set aside his emotions, waved his hand casually, as if disposing of trash: "Since it's an eyesore, drag it out and dispose of it cleanly."

The royal guards dragged with even greater effort.

Two baron couples and their wives arrived late; upon entering, they hurriedly apologized repeatedly to Qing An and Mu Youyu, lowering their attitudes extremely.

Qing An couldn't be bothered to listen to these false apologies, his brow slightly furrowed, tone impatient: "So noisy, get lost."

The four could only apologize and retreat.

In the banquet hall, the silence continued; the king gently looked at Mu Youyu, "Mingxi, since you've come to M Guo, settle in as if at home—tell us whatever you want."

The queen stepped forward, full of affection, "Yes, dear, here you're just like at home—don't be restrained."

"Thank you, uncle and aunt."

"Ah, truly well-behaved."

Lu Wei stood aside, her heart still pounding, she patted her chest in lingering fear.

If she hadn't promptly recognized Princess Mingxi just now, more than just Ma Si would have been dragged away.

She breathed a sigh of relief, then hurried forward to apologize to Mu Youyu, "Your Highness, it's all my fault—I shouldn't have let such people in to disturb your mood."

Mu Youyu's little face showed no sign of fright, "It's fine, don't take it to heart."

She doesn't much like these fighting scenes.

Jiang Liangjin lowered his head to look at her, whispering, "Were you scared?"

"No." Mu Youyu shook her head, reached out to tug his finger and wiggle it, "I just find her noisy."

Seeing this, Qing An stepped forward to ruffle Mu Youyu's hair, his tone instantly returning to its usual affection: "Don't be afraid, sister; I'll take care of any such blind thing I see."

The king and queen nodded repeatedly as if taking credit.

The nobles had long been frightened silly.

Does Prince Qing An dote on Princess Mingxi that much?

"I know." Mu Youyu smiled sweetly, instantly easing everyone's tense heartstrings.

After the king and queen finished catching up with her, they went to coax their indifferent young son.

Mu Xi walked to her sister's side, voice tinged with heartache: "Had I known, I wouldn't have come to this lousy banquet; it's so noisy—I'd rather take you somewhere else to play."

"It really is a boring lousy banquet." Qing An curled his lips, yet secretly delighted inside.

This small banquet was originally his probe, to see if his sister would attend a banquet, in preparation for the kinship-recognition banquet a few days later.

Now it seems, his sister will not refuse him!

By then he will also summon Jun Chenling to witness it in person.

Mu Youyu leaned closer to Jiang Liangjin, muttering softly, "I feel this place is chaotic and boring."

"Alright, let's head back now." Jiang Liangjin responded immediately, completely deferring to her wishes.

Song Yusui, Song Lujing, Song Yan and others also gathered around, comforting the sister.

The nobles present watched this scene, their hearts already churning with huge waves.

This is hardly a princess; clearly she's a little princess pampered by the world's top powers.

Not to mention a mere baroness's daughter; even the top ducal families of M Guo dare not move a finger against her.

What was originally a leisurely small private gathering was completely changed in tone by the arrival of a few people.

Qing An turned to Mu Youyu, striking while the iron was hot: "Sister, this lousy banquet is boring; in a few days I'll hold a bigger one in the palace, inviting M Guo's most noble—would you like that?"

The king and queen exchanged a glance; their eldest son and daughter had already told them the day before that the young son wanted to formally enroll Mingxi into the M Guo royal genealogy, holding an investiture banquet.

They naturally gave full support.

After all, at first only Mu Xin could suppress the son's temper, and soon another appeared.

Moreover, to become part of their royal family—why not?

Mu Youyu's steps paused, "Ah? Is there something good happening that day?"

Of course there is; by then the sister will have entered the royal genealogy.

Qing An suppressed his inner excitement, putting on a calm facade, casually finding an innocent excuse: "It's just that my mood was good that day."

Song Yusui spread his hands, "Having money means being willful."

Qing An raised his eyebrows and retorted, "Each to each, Boss Song of SY Starway Inter-Entertainment surely has that confidence too."

Mu Youyu blinked, "How does Brother Qing An know his mood will be good that day?"

Qing An blurted, "Every day with you in it is a good day."

Jiang Liangjin's fingertips lightly curled, and he silently sighed in his heart.

Forget it, he's my brother—I won't argue with him.

The brothers hearing this began to be dissatisfied.

Song Yusui softened his voice to coo, "Honey~ with you, every day, the brothers' mood is super good~"

Song Yan snorted coldly, "Honey, don't listen to his nonsense—it's definitely fake."

Truly hateful—how could he not have thought of that line?

Song Lujing shook his phone anxiously, "Honey, ignore them—going back to play games is the real deal!"

Mu Xin was getting a bit tired, "The noise is giving me a headache; might as well go home and sleep."

Finally speaking, Mu Xi said calmly, "Let's go back; I've learned a little cake recipe."

Mu Youyu was completely drawn in by her second older brother's words, "Cake?"

Mu Xi's inner little person had already risen proudly, yet she kept a calm face, "Yes."

He had watched videos for two days, his brain declaring he'd already learned it!

So impressive, befitting him.

Song Lujing widened his eyes, "Xi-ge, you can actually make this? You've never set foot in the kitchen—are you not going to blow it up?"

Mu Xi gave him a cold glance, her tone light: "At least it's better than someone who only knows how to play games all day."

Song Lujing immediately wilted, not daring to speak further.

Mu Youyu grabbed Jiang Liangjin's hand and said crisply, "Then let's hurry back—I want to eat the little cake made by my second older brother!"

An hour after arriving at the Imperial Palace, the exquisite strawberry mousse took shape.

The pale pink mousse body was round and smooth, the top layer covered with strawberries, adorned with mint leaves, very high in visual appeal.

It wasn't made by Mu Xi herself, but rather she stood to the side directing the imperial court chef to make it.

Qing An still couldn't help exclaiming, "Wow, little Xi, your skill is amazing!"

Mu Youyu leaned in to look, her eyes lighting up, "So pretty! My second older brother is too amazing!"

Jiang Liangjin joined in praising, "So beautiful, second older brother is incredibly capable, he can do anything."

"Of course."