The Royal Highness

That year, the world had been set in stone, and only Xiang Ye was left with his troops in the capital. Shen Zhe and his cousin had been separated at that time, but when he led his troops past Yuanzhou, he just happened to encounter bandits entering the village to rob them. Shen Zhe led his troops and exterminated the bandits, and he never allowed his subordinates to disturb the people, and only set up camp outside of Yuanzhou City.

The people of Yuanzhou were deeply grateful. On that day, they brought the porridge and fish meat out of the city for the soldiers to eat. The people carried their baskets and distributed the buns behind their grandma, attracting Shen Zhe.

The sweet and gentle sister-in-law had passed away so early. In order to prevent his brother from feeling sad, Shen Zhe put aside his childhood sweetheart, he always thought that one day, if there was someone to replace his sister-in-law to accompany his brother, his brother would be able to peacefully watch as he received the same happiness.

On the stage, the dancers flew up, drawing the applause and praise of the crowd. Almost everyone's gaze was attracted towards them, and Yu'er, on the other hand, was a little tired from watching. She lowered her head to drink a mouthful of wine, and when she raised her head again, she suddenly saw a familiar side face and temperament of the man sitting at the head of the group of officials.

Out of the corner of his eye, the Emperor seemed to catch a glimpse of the girl looking away. He turned around and was surprised to see the queen smiling, the first time he had seen her smile, but she was not smiling at him.

Xiang Ye followed the gaze of the big boss, and his heart suddenly tightened. If it was not wrong, Qiu Miner was smiling at Shen Zhe, smiling at his little brother?