A Little Trick, the Scumbag Dad Can't Hold the Knife After Understanding Love-Chapter 346

Ji Nian and her group arrived in Country O in the afternoon. freewёbnoνel-com

As it was the holiday season, everyone around them looked relaxed and cheerful. Most people were dressed in Country O's traditional attire, with women adorning their foreheads, eye areas, and cheeks with intricate patterns drawn using special materials.

"Their clothes are so beautiful," Shen Qingtang whispered to Ji Nian, leaning in close.

Ji Nian nodded in agreement—her eyes hadn’t stopped wandering since they arrived. The people of Country O were tall on average, with striking, well-defined features. The abundance of beautiful men and women had Ji Nian utterly captivated, her smile never fading.

The four friends walked side by side, their luggage handled by bodyguards.

Not long after leaving the airport, a car suddenly pulled up in front of them.

At first, Ji Nian thought it was a Ji family vehicle coming to pick them up. But instead, a uniformed, stern-looking middle-aged woman with golden hair and blue eyes stepped out.

She was tall—so tall that Ji Nian had to tilt her head back to meet her gaze. Noticing the insignia on the woman’s chest, Ji Nian raised a hand to stop Wei Yang from approaching.

"Hello," the woman spoke first, her voice surprisingly gentle despite her severe appearance—and in accented Chinese, no less.

"I am the lady-in-waiting serving Her Highness Princess Feia. Upon learning of Miss Ji’s visit, Her Highness sent me to escort you."

Ji Nian figured Princess Feia must have known the moment their plane took off.

"Thank you for your trouble," she replied graciously before adding, "Can my friends come along as well?"

The lady-in-waiting nodded. "Of course."

Once in the car, the group was slightly tense. Shen Qingtang discreetly nudged Ji Nian and whispered, "Are we going to the palace now?" Her voice barely concealed her excitement.

Ji Nian nodded. "Most likely."

Truthfully, she hadn’t expected Princess Feia to send someone for her. If it had been Lu Zhi, it wouldn’t have been surprising.

Come to think of it, over the years, she had grown quite familiar with Lu Zhi but had never met Princess Feia. She only knew the princess was extremely busy—so much so that Lu Zhi’s uncle often found himself "keeping an empty house."

"Your Highness, they have arrived."

A servant entered cautiously, reporting to Princess Feia, who was occupied with official matters.

"Hm."

Absorbed in her work, she barely acknowledged the message. But then, as if remembering something, she set down the documents in her hands and looked up.

"Prepare some sweets the children would enjoy."

Lu Zhi had once mentioned that the girl had a sweet tooth.

"Sweet ones."

Even without Princess Feia’s instruction, the staff would have prepared age-appropriate refreshments for the guests. However, the servant was surprised that Her Highness had personally given the order.

It seemed this Miss Ji from Huaguo was highly regarded.

"Understood."

He bowed respectfully, already planning to inform the head maid to ensure the staff treated their guest with the utmost courtesy.

"There’s no need to inform A’Huai about this for now."

Princess Feia suddenly smiled faintly, as if amused by a private thought.

The servant understood—Her Highness was teasing her son again.

"Yes…"

...

Led into the palace, the children marveled at the grandeur of the interior. Shen Qingtang even asked if they were allowed to take photos, but the answer was a polite refusal.

"This is delicious, He Xiang, try it."

They had expected to meet Princess Feia immediately, but instead, they were taken to a lounge where maids served an array of delicate, beautifully crafted cakes and pastries, accompanied by fragrant tea that Ji Nian recognized instantly.

She slid her plate toward He Xiang, who hadn’t touched much.

"It’s not too sweet—give it a try."

Knowing He Xiang disliked overly sugary treats, Ji Nian had asked a maid about the flavors beforehand and picked the least sweet option for him.

Hearing Ji Nian speak fluent Country O’s language, Gu Xiuyuan asked, "When did you learn this?"

He was a little annoyed that he hadn’t known.

"When I was little. I visited once and found the language barrier inconvenient, so my father hired a tutor. Later, when the Young Imperial Grandson came here, I picked it up again."

"Oh, I haven’t told the Young Imperial Grandson I’m here yet. Should I send him a message?"

Shen Qingtang stopped her with a mischievous grin. "Why not surprise him?"

Assuming Princess Feia hadn’t already told him, of course.

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As they enjoyed the delicious Country O specialties, the maids—some of whom spoke Chinese—shared stories about the ongoing festivities.

Time passed leisurely until a servant knocked and entered, his gaze immediately settling on Ji Nian.

"Miss Ji, Her Highness invites you for tea."

Ji Nian stood. "Just me?"

"Yes, only you."

Shen Qingtang waved her off. "Go ahead. We’ll explore later. Miss Ruby mentioned we could wear traditional clothes tomorrow—we’ll go pick some out."

With that, Ji Nian followed the servant out.

To be honest…

She was a little nervous.

Unlike Ji Tingzhou, this was a real princess—one with actual political power.

The current King of Country O was still young, relying entirely on Princess Feia’s guidance. She was, in every sense, the regent ruler.

Ji Nian’s mind raced with thoughts, but the moment she stepped into the room and saw the woman seated by the window—her head slightly bowed as she read, her pale golden hair cascading behind her—all her earlier worries vanished.

Lu Jinghuai’s hair and eye color were a perfect inheritance from his mother.

Her dazzling golden locks flowed freely, while the fitted blouse and black trousers accentuated her graceful figure. Hearing the sound of footsteps, she turned, her silver-gray eyes reminiscent of cold, solitary glaciers.

Her presence was regal, commanding—enough to make one bow instinctively.

[...A queen.]

Ji Nian was practically drooling, unable to tear her gaze away from Princess Feia’s face.

A nearby servant hesitated, considering whether to remind Ji Nian of decorum, but a glance from Princess Feia silenced him. He bowed and withdrew.

Princess Feia studied Ji Nian with mild amusement.

Though she had seen photos and occasionally observed Lu Zhi’s video calls with the girl, meeting her in person made her marvel at the wonders of genetics.

If not for Ji Nian’s somewhat dazed expression, she might have mistaken her for a younger, female version of Ji Tingzhou.

Speaking of that dazed look…

What intrigued Princess Feia most was this:

The child wasn’t afraid of her.

Even her own son, Lu Jinghuai, wasn’t always this relaxed in her presence.

Princess Feia removed one glove and crooked a finger at Ji Nian, who was still frozen at the doorway.

"Come here."

Like an eager puppy, Ji Nian scampered over without hesitation, promptly kneeling before Princess Feia and gazing up at her adoringly. If she had a tail, it would have been wagging furiously.

With starry-eyed admiration and a sugary voice, she asked,

"Miss, you’re so pretty—do you have a boyfriend?"

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