His Highness is jealous

Naturally, the most striking figure was Helian Jiao'er, accompanied by her group of enviable girls from the capital, including Miss Nie, Helian Mei, and a few others. These girls not only possessed greater influence than others but also boasted exceptional beauty, with a considerable number of white cherry blossoms behind them.

While Helian Jiao'er had over a dozen white cherry blossoms stacked behind her, she paid them no attention, instead shaking her fan and maintaining a gentle smile without any intention of picking them up.

Everyone eagerly awaited the white cherry blossoms from the noble princes, especially the one held by Baili Jia Jue. Although the Third Highness attended the flower viewing party annually, he had never revealed his face or indicated to whom he would present the white cherry blossoms.

However, upon careful consideration, it was clear that even if the Third Highness did offer a cherry blossom, it would undoubtedly be given to Helian Jiao'er. Others had no hope in that regard, which led to them mocking her with words.

Helian Jiao'er glanced at the nobleman once again, her eyelashes slightly lowered, and she coquettishly remarked, "It's so noisy. Be careful, or no one will come."

"Oh! So Sister Jiao'er is worried that no one will come! Look, Sister Jiao'er wants you all to be quiet. What should we do if the Third Highness doesn't come for a while?" Miss Nie teased ambiguously, covering her mouth with a fan.

Helian Jiao'er blushed and responded, "You, you think too much, silly girl!"

"Sister Jiao'er, no matter how much I think about it, I can't compare to someone." Miss Nie glanced sarcastically at Helian Weiwei, who sat not far away. "From the very beginning, she's been engrossed in eating. I wonder if she'll use the same trick as last time to catch His Highness's attention."

Helian Jiao'er, for once, remained silent and casually sipped her tea, her eyes hiding a hidden poisonous intent unbeknownst to others.

Meanwhile, Helian Weiwei, occupied with playing with martial arts parts, pondered the idea of opening a second branch. Little did she expect that Murong Changfeng would approach her, still holding a letter in his hand.

Helian Weiwei raised her eyebrows amusingly. This person was truly strange.

As they both exchanged glances, from a distance, they appeared somewhat affectionate...

In the pavilion, Baili Jia Jue held his teacup for a while, his eyes seeming to gaze into the depths of the abyss. His impeccable self-control was vividly displayed, accompanied by a cold and decadent temperament, resembling long-sealed ice and snow...

The young masters and ladies from various families observed this scene, and Helian Mei covered her face while smiling mischievously. "Here we go again. I wonder what she wrote in that letter this year."

"Who else could it be? Probably just some audacious words," the ladies whispered behind their fans, many with a tinge of mockery.

At that moment, Helian Jiao'er also stood up, casting a glance at Baili Jia Jue not far away. She softly remarked, "Don't say that. Elder sister truly cares about the world, but her methods... are a little too bold."

Baili Jia Jue remained seated, the cold wind brushing against his body, and his fingers felt slightly chilly.

Sun Gonggong, who had been waiting by his side, nagged, "Initially, we thought those letters given at the flower viewing party were just a hoax, but they turned out to be genuine. Helian Weiwei truly goes to great lengths for Master Murong. Perhaps, if the Master is moved, he may actually take back the Hue Book."

Baili Jia Jue stayed silent, seemingly nonchalant. One hand loosened his collar while the other lazily hung by his side. His eyes gleamed with a cold light resembling ink splatters, giving the illusion of a smile.

However, those who knew him well understood that he wasn't actually smiling but...

"Third brother?" the young seventh prince, his face filled with understanding, peered cutely from a pile of meat buns. What happened to the third brother? Why did he suddenly appear so furious? He obediently ate just one meat bun because the third brother said that if he ate more, he wouldn't become a handsome man but rather a chubby one!

Helian Jiao'er also observed Baili Jia Jue's expression, her half-drooping eyes revealing a trace of deep pride.

After this incident, that wicked woman would have no place in the Third Highness's mind anymore. No one knew better than her how much this man despised unruly women, especially those who brazenly sent letters to others during public flower viewing parties like Helian Weiwei was doing now...

If that little vixen wanted to capture the Third Highness's attention, Helian Jiao'er would gladly let her "succeed"!

She wanted to witness how that girl would end up this time!

"Master Murong, do you truly intend to forgive this woman?" A man approached, his demeanor ambiguous as he glanced suggestively at Helian Weiwei. "She's even more despicable than you can imagine. In last year's incident, you don't know what happened afterward. She pasted the cherry blossom you didn't give her onto me. I thought she was ugly and said a few words to her, but she was infuriated and punched me. Her face is so thick that..."

Bang!

Before the man could finish his sentence, Helian Weiwei struck him.

She stood there, a smile on her lips, and inquired mischievously, "Does it hurt?"

"You!" The man was taken aback by her audacity, covering his face as he tried to stand up.

Bang!

Another fierce punch landed firmly in the man's abdomen!

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turning pale. In pain, he cried out, "Help! Someone's trying to kill me!"

"Helian Weiwei!" Helian Mei was the first to speak out.

But Helian Weiwei raised an eyebrow, freezing everyone in their tracks. "Helian Mei, shut up! I'm telling you, anyone who dares to stop me from beating this scoundrel today will have their blood spilled and their life taken!"

The Helian family members were stunned, as if they saw the mean woman with her silver hair once again. What on earth was happening?

Was it a ghost?

"Speak!" Helian Weiwei leaned closer, gripping the man's wrist tightly and wearing an evil smile.