Chapter 37: The Demon Lord Princess's Daily Life of Slacking Off Chapter 37: The Eldest Miss Brought a Man Back (2)

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Just as she reached the front hall, Qianqian dashed toward Wangfei like a little rabbit, shouting as she ran, "Mother, Qianqian's back~"

Wangfei had been seated, but fearing her daughter might fall from running too fast, she hurriedly stood to meet her, catching the little girl and still reminding her, "Run slower, don't fall."

Qianqian, however, said with a beaming smile, "There are good things about falling too." Wangfei asked curiously, "What good things?"

Qianqian lifted her small face and said proudly, "You'll find out in a moment."

Wangfei pinched her little nose, and as she said "you little imp," her lively eyes involuntarily glanced slightly behind her, and a ripple stirred in her heart.

At this moment, Yan Xiner also walked in, calling out crisply, "Mother." With that one call, she instantly drew everyone's gaze.

Immediately afterward, Wangfei followed Yan Xiner's gaze and looked back, only to see a man dressed in a long robe as white as snow, like a cloud drifting down from the sky, gently fluttering in the breeze, a unique scholar's aura rushing toward her, as if the whole room was filled with a faint scent of ink.

He was truly a jade tree facing the wind, a jade tree and orchid, a gentle smile like warm sunshine always on his handsome face, slowly soothing everyone's heart like the warmest sun in winter.

When the man opened his mouth to speak, his deep and magnetic voice echoed through the air like heavenly music, as if a magical power made everyone present involuntarily quiet down, quietly listening to his words.

He said softly, "Ai Chun pays respects to Wangfei." Saying this, he bowed slightly with his hands clasped, the movement elegant and proper, making him appear refined and cultured at once. Wangfei looked at the man before her, growing more and more satisfied, secretly praising him in her heart.

Ai Jiao beside him, seeing this, bounced in like a lively little rabbit, her face full of excitement as she said, "Ai Jiao pays respects to Wangfei." Wangfei often heard Qianqian mention Ai Jiao's name, and upon hearing this, she immediately understood—turns out the two were the two young masters of the Minister of War's household. She hurriedly smiled and said, "Come in and sit, don't be formal." Then she quickly instructed Chunxi beside her to go pour tea, to show her welcome.

At this time, An Wang sat steadily in the main seat, silently sipping tea, his demeanor like a majestic great Buddha, making people dare not easily offend him.

Ai Chun, seeing this, hurriedly led Ai Jiao, and together they bowed deeply, respectfully saying, "Pays respects to An Wang. I have often heard my father mention how brave and skilled in battle An Wang is on the battlefield. Today, seeing him in person, he is indeed extraordinary in bearing, truly admirable."

An Wang nodded slightly, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes. Ai Jiao beside him looked at An Wang and had already been stunned for a while (Wow ⊙? ⊙, this is the An Wang I've been longing for, I saw him, I saw him, he's alive, he's alive, ahhh, he looked at me, I'm going to die...)

Ai Chun looked at his dazed younger brother and poked him, saying, "This is my younger brother, Ai Jiao. Ai Jiao, quickly greet the Prince." Ai Chun looked at his dazed younger brother, his eyes holding not a hint of blame, only silently reminding him.

Just then, Ai Jiao, who had just come to his senses, said, "Pays respects to An Wang." An Wang put down the teacup in his hand and said, "Guests are welcome, all of you sit."

Ai? An Wang's brain-dead fan? Jiao (Ahhh, An Wang spoke to me, he spoke to me, he looks so handsome when he speaks, I love him so much, ahhh, An Wang, you are my god.) Everyone took their seats one after another. Wangfei, who had taken everything in, couldn't help but be even more satisfied.

Just as they sat down, Ai Chun politely said, "We suddenly came to visit today, which is indeed a disturbance. Because it was too rushed, I forgot to bring some gifts. Please forgive us. I will definitely make it up next time!"

Wangfei hurriedly responded, "Since you've come, there's no need to mind these formalities, nor is there any need to bring anything. Actually, Qianqian has mentioned Ai Jiao to me many times. You are all good friends, and you can visit more often in the future."

Just then, An Wang asked curiously, "Is your father Ai Sheng?" Ai Chun immediately replied respectfully, "Replying to the Prince, it is indeed my father."

Next, it was seen that for every question An Wang asked, Ai Chun could answer fluently, which made Wangfei beside him look very satisfied. At the same time, Ai Jiao was also watching An Wang with rapt attention beside him. Finally, after Ai Chun had drunk three or four cups of tea, he decided to take Ai Jiao and rise to take their leave.

Wangfei warmly urged them to stay for dinner, but Ai Chun politely declined, the reason being that his younger brother's leg was injured and he needed to return home early to rest.

Seeing this, everyone no longer insisted, and together they saw the two of the Ai household out to the door, watching them board the carriage. After the two gradually went far away, Wangfei turned her head and asked An Wang, "What do you think?"

A hint of understanding flashed in An Wang's deep eyes. He nodded slightly and uttered a word, "Passable."

Seeing this, Wangfei's face bloomed with a smile like a flower, and she eagerly asked, "Xin'er, what do you think of Ai Chun as a person?"

Yan Xiner's originally fair cheeks were now dyed with a brilliant rosy glow. She stammered, "Mother, Xin'er really doesn't understand what you mean. If there is nothing else, Xin'er will take her leave first." Saying this, she turned and left in hurried steps, leaving only a swaying figure behind.

After Yan Xiner had walked far away, the little girl named Qianqian suddenly revealed a mischievous expression, blinking her big eyes and saying, "Mother, am I about to have a big brother-in-law soon?"

Then she began to gesture animatedly as she recounted the day's events to Wangfei—first how she had accidentally bumped into someone, and then how she had fortuitously made the acquaintance of that person...

Wangfei listened to her daughter's account, unable to help but feel a thousand emotions. So this was the benefit Qianqian spoke of when she said she bumped into someone.

Meanwhile, An Wang beside her was also silently pondering how to cleverly help these two people so they could develop smoothly. Though his steady face showed no excessive emotion, his eyes flickered with the light of thought.

Ai Chun and Ai Jiao sat in the carriage. Ai Chun suddenly thought of something and turned to ask Ai Jiao, "Are you supposed to go to the Shangshufang tomorrow?"

Hearing this, Ai Jiao replied somewhat helplessly, "Yes. Although it's not very convenient to move around now, it doesn't matter anymore." Ai Chun looked at him, feeling some distress in his heart, and said, "Then I'll go to the Shangshufang to pick you up after class tomorrow."

Hearing this, Ai Jiao's face was full of surprise, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah?" After all, he had been attending classes at the Shangshufang for over a year, and his eldest brother had never come to pick him up. But he quickly came to his senses and agreed excitedly, "Okay, okay!"

Then Ai Chun curiously asked, "By the way, what did you say Qianqian likes to eat? I'll bring some for you after class tomorrow." Hearing this question, Ai Jiao immediately became enthusiastic and began counting on his fingers: "Osmanthus cake, sugar-roasted chestnuts, bubble ice, fried mushrooms, crispy pork, braised rabbit heads..." As he spoke, he couldn't help but drool. Ai Chun quietly listened to his younger brother chatter on, but couldn't help sinking into thought...