Chapter 94: Sleeping at the Concubine Selection Banquet

Di Zian looked through row after row and finally spotted a young girl with her head down in the last row.

Her profile looked somewhat familiar?

Could it be… her?

It was too far away, and the sunlight was glaring, so Di Zian couldn’t see clearly. He had no choice but to walk closer.

At that moment, the noblewomen who had just seen the Seventh Prince in person felt their hearts pounding.

The Seventh Prince is so handsome!

The Seventh Prince! He’s very likely to become the Crown Prince, and eventually the Emperor. Oh my, if I become his Concubine, wouldn’t that make me the Empress, the mother of the nation?”

She didn’t dare to think about it, she really didn’t dare to think about it.

Even Lan Jinjing couldn’t help but smile as she watched the Seventh Prince gradually walk toward her.

He’s coming.

He’s coming towards her with grace.

“Sev…”

Di Zian walked right past her without even sparing her a glance.

Lan Jinjing froze on the spot.

Fang Silian and Chu Lan’er were also dumbfounded.

Di Zian walked all the way to the last row and stopped in front of Lan Yixuan.

Everyone was utterly stunned.

What was strange was that Lan Yixuan didn’t even lift her head.

Until, in the silence, a steady sound of breathing could be heard.

Everyone: ???

Lan Yixuan… is she… asleep?

Di Zian stifled a laugh. As he approached, he confirmed that this was indeed the “little eunuch” from that night, and he couldn’t help but feel excited.

It’s her!

It’s her!

It’s really her!

And then… just as he was trying to figure out how to start a conversation, he realized this girl seemed to be… asleep?

Asleep at the Concubine selection banquet? Hahaha.

Di Zian wanted to laugh so much.

This personality, it’s just like her, just like that little eunuch who beat him up that night.

But wasn’t the Lan Yixuan in the rumors supposed to be timid and too cowardly to even speak loudly?

Why was the Lan Yixuan he encountered the exact opposite of the rumors?

Lan Yixuan was indeed asleep.

But it wasn’t on purpose.

Last night, she had sneaked out again. After being cooped up in the mansion for several days, she needed to stretch her legs at night.

She went to a martial arts hall and participated in some matches.

Earned a few taels of silver.

She only got home at dawn.

And just as her head hit the pillow, her brother woke her up, saying it was time for the Concubine selection.

Lan Yixuan suddenly remembered, oh right, today was the Concubine selection day.

Since it was just a formality, she didn’t take it seriously.

But standing here was really boring.

And with the warm sunlight shining down, she began to feel drowsy, and then, she got sleepier and sleepier, and… fell asleep.

In her dream, she saw steamed buns, pork knuckles, and spicy chicken with Sichuan peppercorns.

She remembered now—she had spent the entire night fighting in the ring, but hadn’t eaten yet.

Just as she was about to grab the pork knuckle in front of her to eat, she noticed a faceless man snatch it away.

What the heck, Lan Yixuan reflexively slapped him, “That’s my pork knuckle…”

Slap! A crisp slap echoed through the air.

The scene fell into a deathly silence.

The rustling of falling leaves was clearly audible.

Everyone turned to look at Lan Yixuan.

This fool!

She’s dead!

Lan Yixuan reluctantly opened her eyes, her vision gradually becoming clear. She saw Di Zian right in front of her.

His face, devilishly handsome, had a mischievous smile, his lips slightly curled.

Lan Yixuan’s mind suddenly cleared up, and she remembered where she was.

This is… the Seventh Prince?

She froze, her body stiff. Done—she’s done for!

She had really dug herself into a hole this time.

Just as everyone thought Di Zian was about to order her dragged out and beaten to death, Di Zian’s face turned cold, and he walked away.

Lan Yixuan: ??

What the heck?

On the steps, Ah Bao, who was playing with a little frog, looked at Di Zian and squinted her eyes with a smile.

[My brother got hit again, hahaha]

[Miss Lucky is so much fun]

Di Zian’s footsteps paused, and he glanced at the small bundle.

No wonder they say he’s unlucky.

Who else would get hit at a Concubine selection banquet?

In the entire Tiansheng Empire, he was probably the only unlucky one.

Say no more.

His sister was a goddess.

A true goddess.

“An’er, did you find someone suitable?” Concubine De asked when Di Zian entered the room.

Concubine Rou, Concubine Hui, and Concubine Fei were all curiously watching him.

Who could the Seventh Prince have chosen?

She must have great future prospects.

Di Zian’s face drooped, “No one.”

But even though his face was cold, it wasn’t because he was unhappy, it was because he was too excited!

But could he let others see that emotion?

Absolutely not.

Ah Bao crawled in from the doorway. She had no choice—her legs were too short to step over the threshold, so she had to crawl.

Then she heard what Di Zian said.

She plopped down on the floor, her little pigtails swaying as she tilted her head.

[He did choose someone, he did choose someone]

Di Zian sneaked a glance at Ah Bao. Little sister, luckily, only your brother can hear your thoughts.

Shhh.

Concubine De was a bit confused, “An’er, what’s going on? Just now, I seemed to hear some noise coming from the courtyard?”

Concubine Rou quickly nodded, “Yes, did something break?”

[Brother’s heart was broken, haha]

Di Zian: “Nothing happened, there was no noise.”

Concubine Hui lowered her eyes without a word; she had also heard a strange noise earlier.

Concubine Fei just watched silently.

After the Concubine selection ended, Di Zian reported the whole incident to the Emperor.

The Emperor was rather helpless.

He had told Di Zian to just go through the motions, but he actually did. Out of so many noble ladies, he didn’t like a single one?

This kid, his mind isn’t on the court or in the palace. It seems he needs to be trained further.

“Brother…” In the Imperial Study, Ah Bao tugged on Di Zian’s sleeve and looked up at him, “Brother, you’re lying.”

[You clearly chose someone]

Di Zian quickly covered Ah Bao’s mouth.

“Mmph mmph,” Ah Bao’s big eyes blinked.

The Emperor looked up from his desk. Chosen?

Who was it?

“What are you two up to?”

Di Zian quickly forced a smile, “Nothing, just playing hide-and-seek with my sister.”

“Father, help! Big brother likes Sister Lan!”

“Sister Lan doesn’t like him, and big brother chickened out.”

The Tyrant Emperor’s hand paused as he was reviewing memorials. He set down his vermillion brush with a cough.

“An’er, did the daughter of the Right Prime Minister’s family attend today?”

Di Zian quickly replied, “Yes, Father.”

“I heard that their daughter, Lan Jinjing, is quite remarkable.”

Di Zian frowned. Father, where did you hear that she’s remarkable?

But he didn’t dare to ask.

“Your luck has been poor since childhood. Although the daughter of the Right Prime Minister’s family isn’t biologically related to the Lan family, I heard her fate is quite fortunate. As long as you two get along well, blood ties don’t really matter.”

Di Zian felt deeply moved. He hadn’t expected his father to be so open-minded about his marriage.

“Father, but I don’t like Lan Jinjing.”

The Tyrant Emperor was puzzled, “You don’t like her? Then who do you like?”

Ah Bao said it was a girl from the Lan family.

Di Zian couldn’t bring himself to answer.

“An’er, I think this Lan Jinjing is quite suitable for you. Your fates are compatible.” The Tyrant Emperor emphasized again, making his intentions clear.

He wanted to betroth Lan Jinjing to Di Zian.