The harem is too complicated; the empress, a lazy bum, wins by doing nothing.

Chapter 415 Extra (Establishing a Lifetime 1)

The 133st year of the Yuan Dynasty.

That year, Shen Qingwan was fourteen years old.

The current emperor has decreed that a house be granted to the Shen family in the capital, and Shen Wenqian has moved his entire family to the capital.

The carriage traveled for several days before finally arriving at the Shen residence in the capital.

Shen Qingwan lifted the curtain of the carriage and, with the help of her maid Zhen'er, stepped down from the carriage.

Snowflakes fluttered down from the sky, each one gently drifting across the sky like a silvery-white butterfly dancing in the air.

It never snows in Rongcheng. This was the first time Shen Qingwan had ever seen snow. She excitedly reached out and caught a snowflake that was about to fall. The warmth of her palm made it melt into water before she could even see what the snow looked like.

She wiped her palms with some disappointment and stretched out her hand again.

The sound of horses' hooves came from afar.

"Drive~~~"

Shen Qingwan turned her head in the direction of the sound and stared at the man riding on the horse.

The man's thick, black hair was tied up high with a golden crown, and it was covered with a thin layer of snow. His handsome face was angular and exquisitely beautiful, with distinct features like a sculpture. He looked somewhat unrestrained, but the sharp glint in his eyes revealed his nobility.

Shen Qingwan's smile gradually faded, seemingly embarrassed by the gaze of the man on horseback. She hurriedly withdrew her hand and turned to enter the Shen residence.

The man leaped off his horse and called out, "Wanwan."

Shen Qingwan suddenly stopped in her tracks. She turned around with some confusion and stared at the man carefully. She was sure that she did not recognize him, so how did he know her name?

She had just arrived in the capital, and it seemed that she didn't know anyone there.

Jiang Yuxian blushed as she stared at him. He took a step toward Shen Qingwan, feeling flustered, and his ears burned.

"Ever since I heard from Father that he had bestowed a house upon your family in the capital, and that you would be arriving in the capital soon, I have been looking forward to this moment every day..." Jiang Yuxian said, his cheeks already so red that they were almost dripping blood.

Emperor Father.

Upon hearing these three words, Shen Qingwan's eyes widened in surprise. As if she had suddenly remembered something, she took a step back and knelt down to pay her respects, saying, "Greetings, Seventh Prince. May the Seventh Prince be blessed."

Jiang Yuxian panicked, and the blush on his face completely disappeared. "Wanwan, what are you doing? The ground is wet from the snow. Get up quickly."

As he spoke, he reached out and helped Shen Qingwan up from the ground.

As she stood up, her high-combed hair inadvertently brushed against Jiang Yuxian's forehead.

A blush crept silently onto Shen Qingwan's cheeks.

"Wanwan, we finally meet again. Six years have passed in the blink of an eye. Wanwan, do you still remember me? I am your Xian-gege."

Jiang Yuxian spoke with some excitement. The two were standing very close at this moment. She kept her eyes down, but she could clearly smell the faint fragrance emanating from him. That fragrance must be the unique scent of spices from the palace.

Brother Xian...

These three words made Shen Qingwan's already flushed cheeks turn even redder. She lowered her eyes and glanced at the spot where Jiang Yuxian was supporting her arm.

Jiang Yuxian's eyes widened in surprise, and he hurriedly let go of her hand.

"Wanwan, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Madam Shen's voice came from inside the Shen residence, "Wanwan, what are you doing outside? Why aren't you coming in?"

"Coming...coming..."

Shen Qingwan responded and walked towards the Shen residence. She had only taken two steps when, as if remembering something, she quickly turned back. "Seventh Prince, I'll go in first." Seventh Prince…

Jiang Yuxian paused, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

People coming and going on the street looked in his direction, as if everyone was curious about who this man riding a fine horse and dressed in gorgeous clothes was.

"The Shen residence? There wasn't such a residence on our street before, was there?"

"I heard that he was a local official who made a contribution during the drought in Jiangnan a few years ago and was awarded this house by the emperor."

"Then the patriarch of the Shen family must be a high-ranking official."

"I don't know whether he's a high-ranking official or not, but I've heard that he seems to be related to the Imperial Concubine in the palace. A relative of mine works in the palace, and I heard that the Imperial Concubine said a lot of good things about the Shen family when they moved to the capital this time."

"Imperial Consort? You mean Imperial Consort Ying? The one who was favored above all others in the palace and the birth mother of the Seventh Prince?"

"That's right, it's her. In the palace today, where else can you find another Imperial Concubine besides her?"

"The Emperor dotes on the Imperial Concubine so much and values ​​the Seventh Prince so highly. Who knows, the future Crown Prince position might just belong to the Seventh Prince. This Shen family is no ordinary family!"

"I heard that His Majesty was ill recently and the Third Prince has been overseeing the country. His Majesty seems to value the Third Prince very much."

"The Third Prince is acting as regent because the First Prince is seriously ill, and the Second Prince passed away two years ago. The Third Prince is the eldest of the princes. If we talk about favor, none of the princes are as favored as the Seventh Prince."

"No matter who becomes the crown prince in the future, since the Shen family has a connection with the Imperial Concubine, they must be extraordinary..."

Jiang Yuxian sat on horseback, listening to the conversations of people on the street, and rode towards the palace.

Another hoofbeat came from afar. Jiang Yuyan tightened his grip on the reins. He watched Jiang Yuxian's back from a distance, then turned and glanced at the Shen residence. In just one glance, he saw Shen Qingwan standing in the courtyard, looking up at the sky.

she was

Six years have passed, and the little girl he had been longing for day and night has grown into such a graceful and beautiful young woman that he almost didn't recognize her.

only……

Will she still remember the brother who once gave her pastries?

Jiang Yuyan jumped off his horse, called to a passerby, and took out a silver ingot from his pocket.

"Could you please deliver this box of pastries to the Shen residence for me?"

The Shen residence?

The man turned his head and glanced at the Shen residence behind him, his eyes filled with confusion.

The Shen residence is right in front of us, so why not deliver it yourself and even generously give them a certain amount of money?

A silver ingot?
That's a silver ingot.

He worked hard all year but couldn't earn a decent amount of money. However, judging from the man's clothes, he must be the son of a wealthy family, otherwise he wouldn't be so generous.

The passerby hesitated for a moment, then took the silver ingot and pastries together. "Why don't you deliver them yourself, young master?"

Jiang Yuyan did not answer his question, but added, "Just say it's for Miss Shen."

The passerby seemed to understand. A faint smile appeared on his lips as he quickly ran to the entrance of the Shen residence, clutching the pastries.

"Excuse me, which one of you is Miss Shen?"

Shen Qingwan turned around at the sound and glanced at the man at the door.

Zhen'er ran over quickly, "Excuse me, is there something you need from my young lady?"