Being served by the palace servants, the man in silk brocade got off the carriage.

His body is pure white, his temperament is cool, his eyebrows are delicate and handsome, his facial features are three-dimensional and bright, and he has a suave appearance that makes people yearn for.

He stood tall and straight, with a majestic air.

Behind him, a young boy in smart black clothes stood behind him, holding a spiritual sword in one hand.

"Everyone, please get up."

The prince's deep voice sounded, and all the people kneeling below stood up one after another.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Everyone thanked him in unison, and then stood up one after another.

"The prince actually came here in person, which shows that the prince attaches great importance to this selection competition."

"Yes, the prince has always lived in seclusion and is busy with government affairs, so he must take it seriously."

"The Crown Prince is so handsome. Although his temperament is not as good as that of the young master who was a distinguished guest just now, he is at least a hundred times better than Prince Anchuan. It would be a great honor to be favored by the Crown Prince."

"Stop dreaming. The prince has a distinguished status. How can he like you and me?"

Jiang Wantong heard the low-pitched discussions among the women. She was expressionless and didn't pay attention. Anyway, it had nothing to do with her.

"Brother Prince."

The Eighth Princess had a delighted smile on her face as she watched the person in front of her happily running towards the Crown Prince.

"I didn't expect you, the prince brother, to be here in person. It's really great."

The prince, who was still cold-faced at first, showed some emotional changes on his face after seeing the Eighth Princess:

"Xiaoba? Why are you here?"

"Brother Prince, what are you talking about? This spiritual power trial you held has all men and women of the right age in the Northern Zhou Dynasty participating. Of course I am here."

The Eighth Princess was replying to the Crown Prince's words, but her eyes inadvertently turned towards the young boy behind the Crown Prince.

Jiang Wantong's eyes, along with those of the Eighth Princess, were locked on that person.

The man stood tall and straight, with a serious face. Although he was dressed in black, he looked capable, and his facial features were also very good, in line with people's aesthetics.

And the man actually turned towards the princess, although on the surface, the man's expression did not change at all.

But Jiang Wantong could see the man's eyes soften for a moment in his unnoticeable expression.

In just such an instant, Jiang Wantong was sure that the Eighth Princess's sweetheart could be pursued.

Although there are still many things she doesn't know about, but let's talk about those later.

The prince smiled thoughtfully: "Others participate for the sake of honor and spiritual power improvement, what about you?"

The Eighth Princess's face suddenly turned red and she didn't know what to say.

In shame, she lowered her eyes deeply. It took three to five seconds for her to adjust her emotions: "Brother Prince, are you looking down on me? Can't I just do it for honor and to improve my spiritual power?"

"It's not impossible, but this competition has always been fair and just. Your chance of winning is almost zero." The prince said directly.

The eighth princess was dissatisfied: "You just look down on me, huh, then I will win for you."

The prince nodded: "Okay, I'll wait and see."

While he was talking, the prince's eyes flickered and he saw a young woman not far away.

The woman wears a brocade dress, with delicate and beautiful facial features, slender and graceful figure, and outstanding temperament.

She stood among the bustling crowd, and even if she didn't say a word, she was still so dazzling that it was difficult not to notice her presence.

The familiar yet unfamiliar face, with the long-lost fragments sealed deep in his memory, made the prince's heart instantly agitated.

But on the surface, he still maintained his due indifference and coldness:

"Who is this……"

The Eighth Princess raised her eyes and saw the Crown Prince's eyes locked on Jiang Wantong.

Her chatterbox seemed to have been opened: "Brother Prince, don't you know me? This is Jiang Wantong. Sister Wantong seems to have come to the palace occasionally before. I often followed Sister Wantong back then.

Let’s play in the back.”

"Jiang Wantong..." He murmured the name, as if he was trying hard to search for some clues in the depths of his memory, and he seemed to be thinking about it until it finally came back, "My prince, I remember it."

Jiang Wantong was noticed by the Crown Prince. Countless eyes at the scene were all fixed on Jiang Wantong without any intention of looking away.

She immediately became the focus of the audience.

Jiang Wantong advanced and retreated in a well-established manner and arched her body towards the Crown Prince: "See His Highness the Crown Prince."

"I have heard a little bit about Miss Jiang's deeds. It is a happy event that she is still well and can participate in this spiritual power trial. I wish her my blessing in advance."

Thousands of words came to my lips, and they all turned into this sentence.

Jiang Wantong nodded: "Thank you, Prince."

"You're welcome. Since you came with Xiaoba, you can go with me. There is no need to queue up."

The prince's eyes moved away from her, and after leaving these words, he quickly walked inside.

The boy and the person in charge at the scene also all gave way to an open road.

The eighth princess was extremely excited: "Brother Prince, are you saying that you want to take me and Sister Wantong in directly?"

"Brother Prince is mighty, you are great. I will go in later to humiliate King Anchuan and see what else he can be arrogant about."

At this moment, the Eighth Princess felt particularly relieved.

"Eighth Princess, this is exactly what the Crown Prince means. Please do it."

The young man in black who was following the Crown Prince bowed respectfully to the Eighth Princess, and then answered seriously.

"That's very good. Thank you so much, young general." The Eighth Princess's face turned red again.

Her heartbeat quickened and she clutched Jiang Wantong tightly as if she could not stand still.

"Your Majesty, you're welcome. Please."

The boy in black respectfully gave way.

The Eighth Princess was so excited that she couldn't speak clearly. She pulled Jiang Wantong tightly: "Sister Wantong, sister Wantong, go quickly, go quickly!"

Jiang Wantong looked at the hopeless look of the Eighth Princess, and couldn't help but shake her head and smile. She didn't say anything more, but followed the footsteps of the Eighth Princess.

Soon, everyone came to the temple.

Prince Anchuan's registration has been completed. He may have heard that the Crown Prince was coming, so he left first.

Therefore, Jiang Wantong and his party did not see King Anchuan again.

When Jiang Wantong came in, Bao Sili just stood up and was about to leave.

Bo Sili saw Jiang Wantong, and Jiang Wantong also saw him.

But the two of them acted as if they didn't know each other at all. They didn't say anything, and neither of them laid eyes on each other.

"Mr. Bo, please stay."

The prince's voice sounded from Jiang Wantong's ears.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince." Bao Sili nodded slightly as a greeting.

"Young Master Bo, you are so polite. Why should we be like this between you and me? It is my greatest honor that Mr. Bo is willing to come." The Crown Prince's attitude was extremely kind and respectful.

The two of them chatted.

Thin……

Jiang Wantong murmured this surname deep in her heart.

Speaking of which, although Jiang Wantong had met him many times, she had never known his name, and even her surname was only known at this moment.

It turns out his surname is Bo.

As expected, he is quite ruthless and really agrees with his character.
Chapter completed!