Chapter 6: What Type of Girl Do You Like?

It wasn't as if she had come here to become the Crown Princess.

Besides, this cold, icy fellow was not only many times inferior to the gentle General beside him, but even compared to her esteemed Master, he was lacking by more than a few thousand times. Hmph!

"But Your Highness, you should still say it. I really want to know."

It wasn't just that she wanted to know; surely all the women of the Great Yan Dynasty wanted to know. Among those young ladies outside, which one wouldn't want to marry the Crown Prince?

But they were timid, and not everyone could meet the Crown Prince. Therefore, as long as she leaked the Crown Prince's preferences, she would definitely make a killing!

She was plotting in her heart, her dark eyes darting around mischievously.

Jian Ningxi really didn't want to talk to her, but unfortunately, he hadn't completed the task the Crown Prince had assigned him. He was just about to force himself to speak from the Crown Prince's perspective regarding his preferences, because he himself had no women, let alone any type or standard.

Just then, the voice of another woman rang out from outside the pavilion.

"Big brother, could you let me in for a moment? My younger sister is inside, and I'm a bit worried about her."

That voice was so gentle it could drip water, yet it carried a hint of concern.

Lan Xiaoyu knew exactly who it was the moment she heard it. However, would Lan Linglong really be worried about her?

She was probably worried that she would snatch her position as the Crown Princess, wasn't she?

She pursed her lips, but also looked toward Jian Ningxi; whether or not to let her in was up to the Crown Prince.

As expected, Jian Ningxi frowned deeply again. He was already not good at dealing with women, and he was currently struggling to cope with this little flirt. Hearing that the person was her sister, he assumed the two sisters shared the same character, making him even less inclined to see her.

However, before making a decision, he looked toward Crown Prince Zhou.

After all, today was the day for the Crown Prince to select a consort.

Zhou Lingtian nodded slightly. He wanted to see the woman for no other reason than the fact that this little fish refused to reveal her identity, which made him very curious. And what kind of woman would her sister be?

"Let her in," Jian Ningxi said with a clear throat, sounding helpless.

Lan Linglong pushed aside the crowd of women who were standing there like "waiting-for-husband stones" and walked in with graceful, lotus-like steps, behaving with utmost dignity and propriety.

She was very well-mannered. At that moment, she bowed gracefully, "This humble girl, Lan Linglong, greets His Highness the Crown Prince."

Her voice was soft and pleasant to the ear. Compared to Lan Xiaoyu, she truly embodied the demeanor of a lady from a prestigious family. Even the wooden-faced Jian Ningxi couldn't help but nod. "You may rise."

Lan Linglong rose while holding her skirt. She kept her head slightly lowered, but then cast a shy, timid glance at the man sitting on the stone chair, her cheeks suddenly flushing crimson—a vision of peerless beauty.

"My younger sister is impolite and may have offended His Highness. I hope His Highness will forgive her."

She spoke as if she were a caring older sister truly worried about her sibling.

Lan Xiaoyu's brow twitched, thinking to herself that this was bad.

Lan Linglong hadn't come in to help her; she was clearly here to show off.

If she stayed any longer, she would likely have her entire family's identity exposed by her. How could she do business then?

She frowned in extreme frustration, but just as Jian Ningxi was about to speak, she hurriedly cut him off. "Your Highness, you haven't answered my question yet. I asked first—what kind of girl do you actually like?"

Because she asked so urgently, the gazes of everyone in the pavilion shot toward her.

Even Lan Linglong found it unbelievable.

This younger sister of hers was not only unruly and lacking in decorum, but she even—