The Eldest Princess

Chapter 27

"Rong'er, Fusang already calls you cousin, why are you still calling her Your Highness?"

Princess Minghui said jokingly, "Why don't you call me Fusang? Your relationship is much closer than that of other cousins."

Xuan Ruichen frowned silently in his heart. Although he was dissatisfied with his aunt's suggestion, the smile on his face deepened.

He had long been accustomed to this situation where he could not express his inner feelings.

The smile he learned from his sister was made into a mask and welded to his own face when he was a child.

Princess Minghui's move was actually just to test whether she could get closer to Xuan Ruichen and Xuan Fusang.

She didn't really want her son to give any positive response. After all, Wei Rong had little interest in anything in the world.

In his daily dealings with others, you cannot find any fault with his words or actions, but you also don't feel that he has any likes or dislikes towards this world.

Seeing that Xuan Ruichen and Xuan Fusang did not show any displeasure, she felt relieved.

Just as she was about to bring out her prepared excuses such as "Rong'er is shy" and "Rong'er is polite and dare not overstep the line", she saw a strange scene.

Wei Rong only looked in her direction because he heard Xuan Fusang's name.

Unexpectedly, this casual glance met her expectant eyes.

As if startled by his own heartbeat which suddenly quickened, he quickly retracted his gaze.

At the moment their eyes met, he did not miss the hint of disappointment in her eyes.

He could see that her expectations were genuine, but that was exactly what was bothering him.

She really wanted to make friends with him.

He also felt that she might be a rare and good friend.

However, while he admired her kindness and intelligence in being able to maintain her self-identity within the imperial power, he could not forget her cold-bloodedness in controlling people's hearts.

Therefore, the friendship between gentlemen should be as light as water and there is no need to be too close.

Even in the previous world, he would call someone by their first name without their surname, but that would only happen to friends he had known for a long time.

Not to mention that in this world, names serve to distinguish between forces and backgrounds. Calling by name has too many meanings, and he does not want to bear them.

Although his vision was clearly occupied by the teacup on the table, Wei Rong's mind was still filled with the afterimage of her eyes.

Although he wanted to remain silent as usual, his body went against his will.

Princess Minghui was pleasantly surprised to find that her usually taciturn son actually spoke.

Although Wei Rong's voice was soft, everyone heard it, including himself.

It was two very clear words, "Fusang."

These two words seemed to have run through another set of review standards in his brain, without passing through his control channel, and caught him off guard.

Xuan Fusang didn't even give Wei Rong time or chance to react, and immediately responded to him with a sweet smile, "Cousin."

She thought that his cool and clean voice, paired with her name, was very pleasant to hear.

When Wei Rong looked at her, he could hardly hide his helplessness.

"Look, mother, I told you that Rong'er and Fusang have similar personalities. They will definitely get along well."

"I was worried that Rong'er was not good at talking and would become estranged from you and your sister. It seems that I was worrying too much."

"Why would the Empress Dowager think this?" Xuan Fusang's eyes widened slightly, and he looked very cute and lovable. "My cousin is so handsome and charming, Fusang admires him so much, how could he be distant from her?"

The Empress Dowager and Princess Minghui both smiled more gently and kindly, and the atmosphere became more harmonious.

Only Xuan Ruichen sensitively noticed that something was not right between Xuan Fusang and Wei Rong.

The two of them seldom communicated, and Wei Rong's attitude was merely polite. He could also see that the imperial sister's demeanor was, as always, a half-true, half-false performance.

But the atmosphere between them was indeed a little different from when they first left the palace.

For a moment, he couldn't tell exactly what was different.

While he was deep in thought, he saw the faint smile in the eyes of his royal sister, and he instantly came back to his senses.

Since his royal sister had hinted at this, he had no choice but to cheer himself up, follow her wishes, and join in their laughter.

The question in his mind remained unanswered until the end of the conversation.

Even when he was sending his aunt all the way to the palace gate, he was still thinking about this question in his mind.