A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace Chapter 1367 - 1365: Women in Love Are Truly Terrifying!

The more it is like this, the less the womenfolk can show their faces, especially unmarried young ladies.

They can’t just step out and be seen by everyone.

"Sigh!"

Yue Er let out a long sigh.

Xia Ruqing couldn’t help but laugh.

"Why are you sighing like that, do you have something to say?"

Yue Er was silent for a moment, then suddenly looked up with anticipation.

"Mother, can you... help me?"

Xia Ruqing was nearly bewildered and firmly refused.

"No way!"

"I’m not getting involved in this!"

"If you’re going to do it, don’t let me know!"

If it were discovered, it would ruin her reputation, and she absolutely couldn’t agree.

Yue Er pouted her lips and drooped again.

...

That night, she nagged for a long time, but Xia Ruqing still did not agree.

Yue Er left unwillingly.

For the next two or three days, Xia Ruqing didn’t see her again.

Xia Ruqing didn’t worry about it.

"Let her be. She’s not a three-year-old child anymore. She has Sister and guards around her; nothing will happen!"

And then she went back to enjoying the scenery on her own.

I don’t know what method the two little girls came up with.

But they finally, on the day the hunting expedition was about to set out, saw Nan Yunze in the ranks.

The two hid in the distant bushes, evaluating the tall and elegant figure in the crowd.

"See that! That’s him!" Yue Er pointed with her finger.

Yilan followed the direction of her finger and saw the figure.

She squinted her eyes slightly and carefully examined everything about him.

Nan Yunze was in a black and brown riding outfit, gracefully sitting tall on a pure black warhorse, with a quiver and bow slung on his back.

His jet-black hair was tied atop his head, secured with a jade crown.

His thin lips pressed, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, his brow slightly furrowed and his face handsome, his features were chiseled like a knife, and his gaze was sharp and keen like an eagle.

At this moment, everyone was preparing, and he was no exception.

He held a horsewhip in one hand and the reins in the other, looking ahead with a deep, piercing gaze, as if ready to go.

Even though in the crowd he wasn’t the most dazzling.

He still captured Yilan’s heart at first glance.

She crouched in the bushes, over half a hill away, just hazily, dreamily gazing at him.

Until an officer gave an order and all the horses galloped off, the yellow dust swirled high on the mountain path, completely blocking the view.

A quarter of an hour later, the hunting party thundered past, leaving only dust in their wake, and his figure could no longer be seen.

Only then did Yilan come back to her senses.

"So, what do you think?" Yue Er asked.

Yilan’s face instantly turned red, and she nodded.

"His riding skills seem... quite good!"

"At least they meet my standards!"

"What do you think?"

She looked at Yue Er with anticipation.

Having grown up in the palace from an early age.

Whether it’s her brothers around her, her Master Shi Yang, or even that brat Shih Shaoling, their riding skills are all top-notch.

After often watching them, comparing Nan Yunze, well...

"Quite good!"

Although he can’t compare to the aforementioned few, he truly wasn’t bad.

In any case, he’s far better than most noble sons and princely heirs in the Capital City, and countless times better.

Some noblemen are uneducated, idle playboys, spouting a few literary quotes, performing a few flashy but useless moves, daring to claim they are skilled in both literature and martial arts.

Ha! They should be embarrassed by their own statements.

At least Nan Yunze has true skills.

Of course, it can’t compare to Master Shi Yang, but that’s understandable.

Master has led troops into battle all his life, and riding skills are basic for him; as for Shih Shaoling, the brat doesn’t even deserve a mention, with his annoying demeanor.

Yue Er’s thoughts wandered a bit, and when she snapped back, she saw Yilan still looking infatuated.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Yue Er protested.

"What’s that expression, is he that attractive?"

Yilan looked a bit embarrassed but still stubbornly said.

"Although he doesn’t match up to your brothers or your senior brother, he’s already exceeded my expectations!"

"I actually think he’s quite good, with impressive riding skills. We kind of share the same interest!"

As she spoke, her face involuntarily blushed.

"He’s not my senior brother!" Yue Er protested.

Yilan quickly corrected her.

"How could he not be your senior brother? As the saying goes, once a master, lifetime a father. His father is your master, and his father is also his master, so technically, you’re martial siblings!"

The last few words gave Yue Er goosebumps.

She instinctively shivered.

"Enough, enough, stop talking about it!"

She looked at the sky, then at their surroundings, and urged.

"Let’s go back, or your mother will worry again!"

"You should be staying with her now, not wandering around!"

"And you’ve achieved what you wanted, so don’t bother me in the future!"

Yilan affectionately took her hand.

"Alright!"

"I’ve fulfilled my wish, now I’ll peacefully wait to get married!"

The two walked back hand in hand.

County Princess Yilan was like a happy bird all the way.

Yue Er was speechless at this.

"Women in love are truly terrifying!"

Yilan looked at her with disdain.

"You shouldn’t speak too soon. When you meet your love, you’ll be even more terrifying!"

Yue Er scoffed.

"How is that possible?"

"The man who could catch my eye hasn’t been born yet!"

Yilan pinched her nose.

"Are you planning to marry someone ten years younger?"

"Such words, so shameful!"

Yue Er raised her eyebrow.

"Why can’t I say it?"

"I insist on saying it!"

"If I don’t meet a man I like in this life, I won’t get married!"

Yilan pondered and gave her a suggestion.

"You know, I particularly regret not having a childhood sweetheart, which caused so many twists and turns in my betrothal!"

"You’re different, you’re still young, you can totally find a childhood sweetheart!"

"In the future, you both know each other well and grow old together!"

"How wonderful would that be!"

Yue Er twitched her mouth.

"Childhood sweetheart? Do you mean growing up together?"

"Indeed!" Yilan nodded.

Yue Er broke into a cold sweat.

"I’ve grown up with my brothers!"

"Aside from my brothers, there’s only..."

She racked her brain, finally mentioning the name of someone she disliked the most.

"It seems it’s only... Shih Shaoling!"

But no matter how she thought, that brat didn’t fit as a childhood sweetheart.

Yue Er shook her head.

"Forget it, if I don’t meet a man I like, I’ll just become a nun! What’s the big deal!"

"Otherwise, I just won’t marry, so what?! I don’t lack anything!"

Yilan looked at her with an expression that said ’you’re still young, you’ll understand in time’.

Yue Er got annoyed by her gaze and went back claiming she was tired, to rest in her courtyard.