Aoyama Xiu Xin subconsciously looked toward the door.
He saw the Crown Prince, with a smile at the corner of his mouth and a gentle demeanor, arm in arm with his fiancée, who was also dressed up for the occasion, slowly walking in, with everyone hurriedly greeting them.
This was also the first time Aoyama Xiu Xin had seen the Crown Princess Consort, whom the Crown Prince had been courting for many years. Her looks were not exceptionally stunning but could be considered pretty. Her figure wasn't overly sexy but rather slender and graceful, her charm lying in her refined quality.
Maybe it was because the engagement ceremony during the day had been too elaborate, she had a hint of fatigue between her eyebrows.
After all, in a wealthy family, the rituals are always intricate.
"Good evening, Your Highness,"
"Thank you all for coming tonight,"
