After the Jiang brothers left, Shen Tingsi sulked alone in the ancestral hall.

Of course, he wouldn't eat a single bite of the dirty steamed bun.

He was born a prince and a grandson of the dragon. He would rather starve to death than suffer such humiliation!

Just as I was thinking this, there was a muffled sound coming from the window.

Shen Tingsi looked up and saw a stone thrown on the window, and then heard Tangyuan's cautious call:

"Miss, it's me..."

Shen Tingsi quickly got up from the ground and walked to the window, "Tangyuan, why are you here again? Jiang Er and Jiang Si just left, they didn't see you, right?"

"I sneaked in through the side road and no one saw me."

Tang Yuan took away the wooden stick on the window outside, and then handed the food in her hand to Shen Tingsi, "This is what the servant saved from her own food. I make sure no one else knows about it. Miss, please eat it quickly."

Shen Tingsi took the small bowl of rice and the plate of vegetables and tofu, feeling very unhappy.

When he was a prince, he was used to eating delicacies from land and sea. Such shabby meals were not in his eyes at all. Even the food and clothing his maids ate and used were luxurious and delicious, which ordinary girls from official families could not enjoy.

But now he can only rely on the food saved by this little maid to fill his stomach.

Moreover, this girl was kicked by the old witch named Li Ma Ma because she helped him.

All this made him feel that he, as a master, was extremely incompetent.

Seeing his pale face, Tang Yuan said distressedly:

"Did the gentlemen say something harsh to you when they came? Don't be afraid, young lady. I've heard that His Royal Highness Prince Zhan, known as the God of War, will be coming to the palace tomorrow. He will definitely clear your name then!"

As she spoke, Tang Yuan seemed to suddenly remember something and excitedly slapped her forehead, "Look at my memory. I almost forgot something important."

She took out a folded piece of paper from her body and stuffed it into Shen Tingsi's hand.

After Shen Tingsi spread out the paper, his pupils trembled slightly.

He raised his eyes to look at Tang Yuan, "Who gave this to you?"

Tang Yuan whispered, "It was a man who looked very powerful and was wearing a big sword. He suddenly appeared in the young lady's yard and told me to make sure to give this piece of paper to the young lady."

Someone who wears a big sword and looks very powerful?

It seems that Shen Yubai has a personal bodyguard who is good at wielding a broadsword, and his martial arts skills are no less than Ting Lan's.

Therefore, it was Shen Yubai who secretly sent someone to contact him, the "Second Miss of the Marquis' Mansion" first.

Shen Tingsi clenched the note and told Tang Yuan, "Go back quickly and don't tell anyone about this."

…

The second day.

Jiang Jinxing and others waited in front of the Marquis' Mansion early in the morning as if they were facing a great enemy, but there was no sign of Prince Zhan and the Ninth Prince.

It was not until noon, when everyone was sweating profusely, that they saw the Imperial City Bureau's carriage slowly approaching from afar.

In the carriage, Chen Yubai raised his teacup, his eyes smiling, "Xiao Jiu'er, this is the best Junshan Yinzhen. The emperor's uncle remembers that you loved to drink it the most."

"The emperor's uncle is thoughtful."

Jiang Xiancao, who was riding with him, also picked up the teacup, toasted him, and drank it absentmindedly.

She was thinking about what would happen in the Marquis' Mansion later and did not notice the look in Shen Yubai's eyes.

Those eyes were full of inquiry.

Just as Jiang Xiancao didn't know, Junshan Yinzhen was Shen Yubai's favorite, and Shen Tingsi opposed this imperial uncle in every way and would never admit that he also liked to drink Junshan Yinzhen.

But when Jiang Xiancao looked up again, Shen Yubai had already retracted his gaze and was playing with the blood jade in his hand with a smile.

When Jiang Xiancao saw the jade in his hand, she felt that the color of the jade was the same as the red in his eyes, and she couldn't help but take a few more glances.

As for Shen Yubai's piece, it was blood red in color without a trace of impurities, so it must be priceless.

Upon closer inspection, there seemed to be strange patterns on the red jade.

Chen Yubai suddenly raised his eyes to meet hers, and raised the corners of his lips. "Xiao Jiu'er, are you interested in the emperor's uncle's jade? If you like it, I'll give it to you."

Jiang Xiancao blurted out, "My nephew just thinks that the emperor's uncle's white hand looks pretty good holding it."

After she finished speaking, she immediately felt something was wrong.

Shen Tingsi and King Zhan didn't get along, so he would never praise Shen Yubai like this.

She quickly pretended to be Chen Tingsi's unruly demeanor, with a smirk on her lips, and made amends in a sarcastic tone:

"It's just that the way the emperor uncle holds the jade is more beautiful than a woman. My nephew is a little distracted when he sees it."

As she spoke, she was terrified and thought to herself that she seemed to have not handled the situation well.

Although Shen Tingsi is a bastard, isn't it a bit too much to tease the emperor's uncle?

If she really angered this Jade-faced Shura, she would be in big trouble.

To her surprise, there was no anger on Shen Yubai's face. He smiled softly and said in an ambiguous tone, "The emperor's uncle is very happy to be liked by Xiao Jiuer."

His tender whispers made the inexperienced Jiang Xiancao blush instantly.

She lowered her head and coughed twice. When she looked up again, she pretended that her blushing was due to anger and said with a stern face:

"Uncle, you are an elder and you must respect yourself. If you continue to tease me with words, I will complain to my father."

Chen Yubai chuckled, "Little Jiu'er is getting older and older. When you were little, you were like a little kid, chasing after the emperor's uncle all day long, and you even said that you wanted to marry him as your princess when you grew up. You were so cute back then."

Jiang Xiancao was stunned.

When Chen Tingsi was young, he actually said such words to his uncle?

This guy is really a hidden talent.

Shen Yubai took in her expression, and a strange look flashed across his eyes again, but he quickly returned to normal and calmly changed the subject:

"We'll be arriving at the Wen Ning Marquis' Mansion soon. Regarding this case, the Imperial Uncle actually has something to ask you."

"If you have anything to ask, just ask, uncle." Jiang Xiancao nodded casually on the surface, but was extremely alert in his heart.

Shen Yubai smiled, but the look in his eyes when he looked at her was very sharp:

"I heard that you had always believed in Jiang Huaizhu.

After she fell into the water, you were the one who ordered Jiang Xiancao to be kicked into the icy water as punishment.

After that, you got the secret recipe for blood transfusion of unknown origin, and you immediately ran to the Marquis' Mansion and proposed to the five young masters of the Jiang family to use Jiang Xiancao's blood to compensate Jiang Huaizhu.

Since you trust her to this extent, why do you suddenly change your attitude and say you want to investigate the case?"