Chapter 376: May the Princess

Below the stage, the group that had just arrived beside Jiang Liangjin, led by Mu Xi, froze in their steps, and the surroundings fell silent instantly.

Jun Chenling stared for a moment, then muttered lowly, his tone mixed with the relief of having survived a disaster: "... I thought Qing An had summoned me for something; good thing I came, otherwise missing it would have earned me his lifelong teasing."

Rather than being absent and mocked by him, it's better to come and let him show off for a while.

He also somewhat understood why, when he had said "wait and see," Qing An reacted so strongly and emphasized it was a major matter—even bigger than the princess investiture banquet he had held years ago……

Jun Chenling tilted his head, secretly compared the scene, and felt it wasn't quite as exaggerated as that.

It was just that a few more high‑status nobles had appeared, and a faint sense of dissatisfaction welled up in his heart.

Mu Xin glanced at him, expressionless.

He privately did not want his sister to have too many titles, for the more titles, the greater the threat; moreover, Qing An had not consulted them and simply arranged this in secret.

Mu Xin withdrew his gaze, "Let's settle the score after he comes down."

Jun Chenling felt much more balanced inside, "Axiu must go settle the score with him!"

He had always been the one Axiu sought out before.

Jiang Liangjin said nothing.

Mu Xianqi, Song Lujing, Song Yan and their entourage were still seeing their sister being invested for the first time in person.

Song Yusui couldn't hold back her emotion, she gave Jiang Liangjin, the nearest person, a hard pat and exclaimed, "Ah, truly mine—I've witnessed my sister's two investiture banquets."

Jiang Liangjin felt no pain; he lifted his eyes to the girl on the high platform, his brown gaze always holding the tenderness unique to her.

He too had witnessed her two coronations, from Y Guo to M Guo, watching her become the most noble princess of both nations.

Song Yan had his hands in his pockets, his eyes on his sister, "All right now—Y Guo princess, M Guo princess; from now on she'll need passports for three countries when she goes out."

Hearing that, Mu Xianqi's lips twitched up slightly, and he rare­ly chimed in: "Let her prepare a few more."

"……"

On the stage, the king was about to step forward when Qing An slapped his hand away.

Qing An walked straight up to Mu Youyu, lifted his hand to take off her golden crown, and placed a dazzling, radiant crown upon her head.

The nobles could not stay seated.

"Heavens, it's a crown! Isn't our country's crown reserved only for the king, queen, or a queen regnant?"

"Your Highness Qing An is clearly going to pamper her like a real sister!"

"No, it's even more indulgent than a real sister—does Princess Ruo Ya get this treatment?"

"Princess Ruo Ya already has it; she just doesn't like wearing jewelry—what's your memory like?"

"Oh right, right, but Princess Mingxi is of another surname—such treatment has never occurred in M Guo's history!"

"Haven't you heard Your Highness Qing An say? Blood‑related, hearts as close as kin—this is the whole royal family's wish!"

"Is Your Highness Qing An intentionally handing the heirship over to Princess Mingxi?"

Qing An is the heir apparent recognized by all of M Guo… Although Princess Ruo Ya of M Guo's royal house, who shares state affairs with Qing Wei, is capable and far‑sighted, and the two resemble heirs more than Qing An does…

But rules are rules; back then all members of the royal and kingly houses held an election for heir, and the result was that His Highness Qing An received the most votes.

The rules are set; Qing An is hot‑tempered, seeming inept at governance, yet his deterrent power is huge!

Moreover, as the youngest prince, once he ascends, his older brothers and sisters and the royal clan will surely help him govern the state.

Most nobles are still fairly satisfied.

"……"

Mu Youyu turned her head, looked at Qing An placing the crown on her beside her, and whispered, "Qing An gege, you…"

"Shh." Qing An winked at her, lowered his voice, "Don't speak, sis—let me look imposing a little longer."

Mu Youyu looked at him like that, both annoyed and amused.

She drew a deep breath, suppressed the surging emotion in her chest, and her face showed just the right amount of feeling: "Qing An gege, you…"

"No, no, no, don't get moved." Qing An hastily waved his hands, his tone unable to hide his delight, "You're my sister—who else should I be good to if not you?"

Mu Youyu said nothing, just quietly watched him, a flicker of emotion others couldn't decipher passing through her eyes.

Being stared at by her made Qing An's skin crawl, "What's wrong? Don't you like it? Don't you like my change……"

"I like it." Mu Youyu interrupted him, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly, a hint of mischief in her eyes, "But Qing An gege, could you give me a heads‑up next time? I'd like to be mentally prepared."

Qing An blinked, then laughed aloud, "Give you advance notice? Then what's the surprise for?"

Mu Youyu feigned hurt, "Then you also can't let me find out at the last second and stand there stunned on stage."

"What's wrong with being stunned?" Qing An declared bluntly, "Being stunned makes it real, shows I'm sincere!"

Mu Youyu was momentarily lost for words.

"Fine, he's right about everything."

"Mingxi, from now on, in M Guo you shall share authority with Qing An." The queen looked at her warmly, took her hand, and said, "Do whatever you wish; whoever dares to disrespect you is disrespecting the M Guo royal house."

Being led by her hand, Mu Youyu didn't stand on ceremony, merely nodding lightly, "Thank you, King and Queen."

"Call the queen more familiarly." The king interjected from the side, his smile amiable, not at all like a stern monarch, "Just as with Qing An, call them father and mother."

The nobles below all stared in surprise: "? You can just call them like that?"

Qing An beside them nodded frantically, "Exactly, exactly, call them father and mother!"

Mu Youyu hesitated a moment, still feeling the address hard to utter, and softly called, "Uncle, Aunt."

The king and queen did not insist, their smiles remaining gentle.

Ruo Ya stepped forward, gently pinched her cheek, and said, "Mingxi little sister, from now on we are truly sisters."

Qing Wei stood aside, rare­ly showing a hint of smile, "That's right."

Mu Youyu was surrounded by several people, momentarily unsure what to say.

Seeing the crowd below gradually quiet, Qing An, slightly dissatisfied, lightly tapped the microphone.

The next second, applause rang throughout the banquet hall.

The nobles hurriedly bowed, and a uniform sound of reverence exploded in the hall: "Greetings, Princess Mingxi; may the princess's glory endure forever!"

Upon receiving her brother's gaze, the tool person Ruo Ya took the microphone and began reciting the prepared official statement.

Mu Youyu's gaze swept across the crowd, finally landing on that familiar figure among the people.

Jiang Liangjin stood at the edge of the crowd, gazing at her, his eyes undisguised with affection.

Seeing her look over, he silently moved his lips.

Mu Youyu hadn't yet read the lip language when Ruo Ya finished speaking; the king waved his hand, signaling the banquet to continue.

The music flowed again, and the chatter gradually resumed.

Mu Youyu lifted her skirt and walked toward the edge of the crowd; the nobles on both sides stepped aside, slightly bowing in greeting.

Greetings sounded one after another; she nodded in response to each, her steps unceasing as she headed straight for the few people.

Jiang Liangjin stood in place, his gaze always following her silhouette; seeing her approach, the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

He reached out his hand.

Mu Youyu saw her brothers lagging a step behind him, placed her hand in his palm, and asked, "What did A Jin just say?"

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