Chapter 93

Mu Youyu stood on the high platform, her gaze sweeping over her brothers' smiling brows and eyes below, the corners of her lips slightly lifted, spreading a bright, almost dazzling smile: "Everyone, please rise."

The four words were lightly spoken, her voice carried by the amplification device throughout the banquet hall, bearing the girl's unique liveliness and also revealing the nobility suddenly bestowed upon her.

Only then did the nobles straighten up.

Mu Youyu walked to the king's position and said a few ceremonial words.

After she spoke, applause broke out.

What Mu Youyu said went quite smoothly.

No one dared to refute her, this princess of a different surname, nor did anyone dare voice the slightest objection!

After all, the king governs capably, and Prince Xun Li's dignity is present as well!

Lecra is still up there, the people of the Duke Weika's mansion are all in the main seats, and also Prince Qing An of M Guo, the close friend of Young Master Ai Luoxiu, is present!

Miss Yan is also up front!

With such a display, who would dare at this moment to slight the newly ennobled princess's dignity?

Mu Youyu breathed a sigh of relief, just about to step down to find Mu Xi and the others, when a tall figure promptly came forward to meet her.

She lifted her gaze, meeting those familiar brown eyes, and her own eyes lit up.

The youth wore a well-fitted red formal outfit, his tall, slender frame accentuating his cold-white skin, which in the crystal light's glow appeared almost translucent.

The youth slightly bowed to her, assuming a standard gentleman's invitation to dance, his hand elegantly suspended in midair, his eyes full of smiles, his voice clear and smooth: "May I have the honor, dear princess, to dance the first dance of tonight with you?"

Mu Youyu exclaimed in delight: "A Jin!"

Jiang Liangjin's smile deepened in his eyes, and the icy aura around him softened accordingly.

He simply gazed at her, as if the entire banquet hall had faded away leaving only the two of them, waiting for her reply.

Mu Youyu almost immediately placed her hand in his palm, her voice soft and sweet: "Of course."

Mu Xin's motion to step forward paused.

He still wanted to dance the first dance with his sister, after all, it was of great significance.

But seeing his sister's radiant smile, he ultimately retreated helplessly.

Never mind, as long as my sister is happy.

Mu Xi was about to step forward to meet his sister when his action stalled, gazing at the sudden figure who appeared, wearing the same color outfit as his sister:?

He turned his head to look at the several brothers beside him, equally bewildered, "... When did he arrive? I haven't heard a word about it."

Moreover, who leaked Youbao's dress color?

This was prepared by Sister Yan.

Song Yusui, standing at his side, gave a light cough: "I don't know, maybe he just arrived? I have no information either."

Lu Yuchu knows his own twin brother best, and also knows Jiang Liangjin's "deep-thinking" nature!

He heard it, glanced thoughtfully at Song Yusui, and said, "You tell him, then?"

Besides their group, the Duke Weika's mansion, and the royal family, no one knows that today's main character is Mu Youyu!

Plus the dress color!

It could only be those few insiders.

Song Yusui hooked an arm around his younger brother's shoulder: "Impossible! I only arrived this afternoon; I couldn't have had time to say anything!"

Meanwhile, Song Huaixian, who wasn't named, flashed a hint of a sly smile in his eyes, but said nothing.

What a timely arrival!

Jun Chenling gazed at that red figure, his brow slightly furrowed, feeling somewhat familiar but unable to recall where he had seen them.

Qing An set down his wine cup, tugged at the sleeve of his childhood friend Mu Xin beside him, his eyes full of curiosity.

"! Wow, A Xin, who is this? He's way too handsome!"

To make Youbao this happy, his background must be significant, right?

Mu Xin looked at the clasped hands in the center, sighed helplessly, his tone carrying a hint of "my cabbage has been pilfered" complexity: "Youbao's friend, Jiang Liangjin."

As the melodious dance music rose, Jiang Liangjin's fingertips firmly held Mu Youyu's waist, guiding her slowly into the center of the dance floor.

Despite the height difference, Mu Youyu's movements could follow Jiang Liangjin's well.

After all, they often practiced dance together when they were young.

At this moment, the banquet hall's crystal lamps cast warm light upon the two of them.

Jiang Liangjin slightly leaned forward, his arm naturally encircling her waist, the force very light for fear of hurting her.

The red attire made them look as if they had stepped out of a painting.

It drew the surrounding guests to glance sideways, their eyes full of astonishment.

"Who is this person? He looks so unfamiliar, I've never seen him before… his appearance could rival Prince Xun Li's!"

"Heavens, he's so handsome! This aura is too amazing!"

"Just now, Young Master Ai Luoxiu was probably going to look for Prince Mingxi, but this person is really bold, daring to compete with Ai Luoxiu for the first dance!"

"Young Master Ai Luoxiu seems not to have cared……"

"Not caring? Didn't you see him staring at that person all along!"

……

Mu Youyu tilted her head up to look at the youth, just meeting the tenderness brimming in his eyes.

Along with his usually icy brows and eyes, they softened, reflecting only her figure.

She spoke in a soft, tender tone: "A Jin, how did you come here? Weren't you supposed to stay in C Shi to handle the Jiang clan's affairs?"

She had thought he surely wouldn't have time to come.

A month ago, when her grandfather told her they were preparing to reveal her identity, she returned to her room and called Jiang Liangjin.

She had specifically told him that today she would be attending an important event!

At that time, Jiang Liangjin had also reported to her the schedule for the coming week, saying he needed to coordinate several international cooperation decisions and such.

He might even have to squeeze in video call time—how could he suddenly appear here?

Jiang Liangjin explained, "I handed it over to my third uncle."

His third uncle, Jiang Yuan, also holds some shares in the Jiang Consortium, but he is usually the most idle, always loving to travel around.

A few days ago he heard Jiang Yuan complain about being bored stiff, then he asked his father Jiang Su for advice, and yesterday he dumped all his current work onto Jiang Yuan.

He himself took a private plane overnight to Y Guo last night, arriving only an hour ago.

Mu Youyu naturally knew his third uncle Jiang Yuan; this uncle had been kind to A Jin and her when they were young, had no great ambitions, and was trustworthy.

She just nodded.

Speaking of which, she suddenly thought of something and asked, "When did you arrive? I didn't see you on stage just now—were you hiding in the back watching me?"

Jiang Liangjin steadied his steps, drew her closer to him to avoid the dazzled gazes of the surrounding nobles, and said, "I've only just arrived; I originally wanted to tell you beforehand, but then I decided to give you a surprise, so I kept quiet."

"It really is a surprise!"

Mu Youyu's steps became a bit lighter, her voice bright and lively: "I thought I'd have to wait until I got back to see you, but I never expected you to come to Y Guo… By the way, A Jin won the physics competition by a huge margin—I still haven't congratulated A Jin!"

Although it happened last month, she only found out about it today from Song Yusui.

Song Yusui only arrived at the Duke's Mansion this afternoon.

And she had been busy trying on gowns and familiarizing herself with the proceedings, so she hadn't had a chance to message Jiang Liangjin.

Mu Youyu's clear eyes were full of pride: "A Jin is amazing! I knew A Jin would definitely take first place! Once A Jin steps up, there's basically nothing for anyone else!"

Jiang Liangjin spoke affectionately: "Your Highness, you flatter me; since Your Highness thinks so highly of me, how could I not take first place? Even if I give it my all, I must bring the victory to Your Highness."

As the dance music slowed, he led her in a gentle turn, the red skirt tracing a graceful arc.

Mu Youyu almost stepped on his foot, "... Don't call me that."

She just felt weird overall.

"Why?"

Jiang Liangjin gave a low chuckle, the hand brushing the fabric at her waist tightening slightly, his voice dropping even lower: "You are now a princess conferred by Y Guo; calling you Your Highness is only natural, isn't it?"

Moreover, in his presence, she will always be placed first.

He did not say those words out loud.

Seeing Mu Youyu not reply, the young man leaned in again.

"What's wrong?"

His voice was pressed extremely low, each word wrapped in a tender, amused smile: "My dear little princess."

Mu Youyu is naturally a voice-controlled person, and his voice is pleasant to hear, so she has been powerless to resist since childhood.

She was instantly jolted in the heart by that low, gentle voice, and she muttered softly, "I knew you were just teasing me."