Shen Weiwan was delighted, but pretended to be aggrieved: "But I don't have money to compensate..."

"No money?" Xiao Yu raised an eyebrow. "Then how about using your 'down-to-earth blessing method' to pray for me for ten days?"

"Deal!" Shen Weiwan agreed immediately, thinking in her heart: I can change a prince's support in ten days, which is a huge profit!

Liu was almost furious when she heard this. She had originally intended to use Shen Weiwan's embarrassment to step on her, but she didn't expect that she would make her presence felt in front of the Seventh Prince and even get the evaluation of "straightforward and cute"?

"Your Highness," Liu said unwillingly, "Wanwan is young and naive. I'm afraid she'll disturb your quiet meditation. Let me take her back..."

"No need," Xiao Yu said calmly, "I had a very pleasant conversation with Miss Shen. Madam Liu, please go and see if the ten carts of grain have been settled."

When Liu mentioned the ten cartloads of grain, her face instantly turned the color of pig liver. The pile of mud and stones was still lying on the back hill. The monks shook their heads when they saw it, saying they had never seen such a "substantial" tribute.

Shen Weiwan looked at Liu's frustrated look, and felt secretly happy. She couldn't help but add, "Yes, auntie, go and have a look. Don't let the stones in the grain hurt the Buddha's feet!"

Xiao Yu: "..." This girl is really ruthless when it comes to insulting others.

Liu couldn't stay any longer, so she bowed reluctantly and left in disgrace with her servants.

The outside of the Zen room finally became quiet. Chun Tao consciously retreated to a distance to get some fresh air, leaving the space for the two men and women who were "talking happily".

Shen Weiwan looked at Xiao Yu, and suddenly remembered her miserable ending in her previous life. Then she looked at the prince in front of her, who seemed to have no ill intentions but was black-bellied, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings.

"Your Highness," she said, serious for once, "Why are you helping me?"

Xiao Yu walked to the stone table and sat down, motioning her to sit down as well. Shen Weiwan hesitated for a moment, looking at the mud all over her body, but still stood there without moving.

Seeing this, Xiao Yu did not force it, but said slowly: "Do you think that I am helping you?"

"What else?" Shen Weiwan curled her lips, "If you hadn't spoken for me just now, Liu would have eaten me alive."

"Eat them alive?" Xiao Yu laughed. "I just think that watching Liu get humiliated is much more interesting than reading Buddhist scriptures."

Shen Weiwan: “…” It’s indeed the prince’s pleasure, it’s so plain and strange.

"However," Xiao Yu changed the subject, his eyes becoming deep, "Chen Weiwan, you'd better think it through. Once you get involved in these harem fights, or even involve the court, there will be no turning back."

Is he reminding her? Shen Weiwan's heart moved, and she looked up at him: "Your Highness thinks that I can't beat Liu?"

"Liu is nothing but a clown," Xiao Yu said with disdain. "I'm afraid you'll get out of your way and get yourself into trouble. After all..." He looked her up and down. "You're the only one in the capital who can make Qifu roll on the ground."

Shen Weiwan's cheeks became hot when he looked at her, not because she was shy, but because she was angry!

"I'm not following the beaten path!" she retorted, stiffening her neck. "Besides, if the enemy comes, we'll fight them. If the water comes, we'll block it with earth. If Liu dares to cheat me, I'll let her know what a 'surprise' is!"

Looking at the stubborn light flashing in her eyes, Xiao Yu suddenly felt that he seemed to be looking forward to her so-called "surprise".

"Well," he stood up, "since you have such determination, I will wait and see."

After saying this, he pulled out a clean white handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to her: "Wipe your face, mud monkey."

Shen Weiwan looked at the handkerchief embroidered with dark gold patterns, then looked at Xiao Yu's smiling eyes, and took it as if possessed.

"Thank... Thank you, Your Highness." She whispered, but she was muttering in her heart: What's wrong with this prince? Sometimes he is sharp-tongued and sometimes he is very considerate. He is even harder to guess than that old fox Liu.

Xiao Yu said nothing more, turned around and walked into the Zen room. Shen Weiwan looked at his back, then looked at the handkerchief in his hand, and suddenly remembered something, and shouted at his back:

"Your Highness!"

Xiao Yu stopped and looked back at her.

Shen Weiwan took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to say, "When I drive Liu out, I will definitely treat you to the best tea, even better than the one you just had!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yu burst into laughter, and his laughter echoed in the quiet backyard.

"Okay, I'll be waiting!"

Seeing him walk back into the Zen room, Shen Weiwan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling her back was soaked. The conversation just now was more tiring than the battle of wits and courage with Liu.

Chun Tao came over and looked at the handkerchief in her hand, her eyes sparkling: "Miss, is the Seventh Prince interested in you?"

Chen Weiwan rolled her eyes at her: "What are you thinking! He is a prince, he has seen all kinds of beauties, how could he be interested in a 'mud monkey' like me?"

Having said that, she still carefully put the handkerchief into her sleeve, and the faint scent of ink and tea seemed to linger on her fingertips.

"Let's go," she patted the mud off her body, "I'm going back to my room to change clothes. I have to go and 'supervise' my aunt in packing those ten carts of grain!"

Chuntao stuck out her tongue and followed her.

The setting sun shone through the gaps in the leaves, stretching Shen Weiwan's shadow. She turned her head to look in the direction of the Zen room, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

Seventh Prince Xiao Yu... doesn't seem to be that difficult to get along with.

I just don't know if His Royal Highness the Prince can handle her next "surprise"?

Shen Weiwan touched the handkerchief in her sleeve, a cunning glint in her eyes.

The good show has just begun.