Ruo Shan peered at the procession approaching down the main street, then turned around unintentionally and locked eyes with Zhaohua. He nodded politely and turned back to the street, not daring to gawk lest he insult the beauty.
Even in the embrace of her little uncle, Xuanbao—with her eyes fully attuned to the street, watching her father and second uncle gallantly riding horses—did not neglect everything around her. She had long noticed every move of Princess Zhaohua.
The moment she saw Princess Zhaohua here, she knew she was going to be her future fifth aunt!
Moreover, Xuanbao could see that the connection between the two had already begun. As to how it would solidify, she believed fate would have its way. Xuanbao was very curious about what might happen next between them. Even though it seemed like a good match, she wouldn't intervene, but she was indeed curious!
Xuanbao reached out to Ruo Shan: "Fifth Uncle, carry me!"
