After a cup of tea, Ruyan glanced around the tea house absentmindedly and said lazily, "The Northern Marquis Xue Ba from Siyou Country will arrive soon; the Capital City will become lively again."
"Indeed. As it stands, there are three betrothals about to be held: the State Preceptor's, your Cousin Cien's, and Gentleman Tang's. As for Prince Ping's, it will also be held once Third Miss Changsun arrives."
"Prince Ping..."
Ruyan murmured these two words, feeling somewhat displeased.
"Do you have a prejudice against Fifth Brother?"
Luo Shunchen, noticing her peculiar expression, asked directly.
Ruyan smiled faintly, "It's not exactly prejudice; I just think our father is still in his middle years, not yet at the age where he's losing clarity. Rather than establishing a Crown Prince and unsettling the nation's foundation, it might be better to wait until he's older, don't you think?"
