Chapter 5: Ancient Gossip Reporter

“Begging him is useless. If you had asked him the same question just now, he would have punished you even more severely!” He thought to himself that for such a woman who lacked any sense of propriety, even the usually gentle Crown Prince would likely order someone to drag her away.

“No way?”

Lan Xiaoyu looked at Zhou Lingtian somewhat uncertainly. This Great General had been smiling so gently the whole time; he was many times better than that ice-cold Crown Prince.

In a low voice, she asked, refusing to give up until she saw the coffin: “General Jian, what are your measurements?”

Jian Ningxi’s brow twitched; he could hardly believe it. She actually dared to ask!

Zhou Lingtian continued to smile: “Can't you just estimate by looking?”

The bold little woman actually began to stare at him intently. Jian Ningxi felt that this was truly enough! The Crown Prince was actually letting her stare.

Lan Xiaoyu smiled without saying a word. She lowered her head and quickly noted down Zhou Lingtian's measurements in her notebook.

Now, even Zhou Lingtian grew curious, “Did you truly see clearly?”

“Mhm, I saw clearly. Don't worry, General Jian, I won't record them incorrectly for you,” the little lewd woman said with complete seriousness, before turning toward the increasingly cold-faced Jian Ningxi.

“Your Highness the Crown Prince...” She gazed at him expectantly, as if she were begging him for candy.

Jian Ningxi turned his face away, ignoring her. He would not stand up to be stared at by this female wolf!

Lan Xiaoyu thought for a moment. Since these two were together all day, they must look somewhat similar. She nodded to herself and casually scribbled a number in her notebook.

“Since His Highness the Crown Prince is shy, let's change the subject.”

Jian Ningxi felt like his brain was aching. Which eye of hers made her think he was being shy?

Could the word "shy" even be used to describe him?

Realizing that he had already been provoked several times today by this tiny woman, he couldn't help but knit his brows even tighter.

“What does His Highness the Crown Prince usually like to eat? What style of clothing does he prefer? What colors does he like? Does he like listening to operas? Or perhaps reading storybooks? Oh, right, right—is there a specific type of woman he likes? This point is especially important, you must answer it.”

The string of questions from Lan Xiaoyu made Jian Ningxi's head ache even more. He couldn't help but look at Prince Zhou. Were they really going to keep listening to this woman's rambling?

Zhou Lingtian smiled faintly. His expression was truly gentle; this smile was so breathtakingly beautiful it was dazzling.

Even Lan Xiaoyu couldn't help but steal a few extra glances at him.

She thought to herself: Could such a gentle and handsome general truly suppress enemy troops and command his subordinates?

However, these gossipy questions were not the point; the point was the Crown Prince.

She looked back at Jian Ningxi, “Your Highness the Crown Prince, did you not hear me clearly?” Otherwise, why wouldn't he answer?

The temples of Jian Ningxi were still throbbing. He endured it and said coldly, “I will absolutely never like your type!” Bold, lewd, and incredibly noisy.

Prince Zhou watched the show from the side. It was rare for Jian Ningxi to dislike a woman so much.

Then again, it wasn't as if he liked any woman either.

Unlike him, Jian Ningxi had spent years in the military dealing with a group of men. Forget a wife, he didn't even have a concubine by his side. Prince Zhou felt somewhat worried for his friend.

Perhaps, since today was the day for selecting imperial consorts, he should help him pick a wife as well?

Just as he was thinking this, he saw that the cheerful and lively little fish pursed her lips, looking somewhat unhappy. “I didn't ask the Crown Prince to like me either...”