Seeing that Lan Linxue looked listless, Lan Shanyang couldn't help but ask, "Where did you stay last night? You look like you haven't slept well. Are you having trouble adjusting to moving out?"

Lan Linxue remained dazed, muttering to herself, "Can you really sleep peacefully on the street?"

Lan Shanyang glared at me, "Don't give me that nonsense! Which street were you on last night? How come I don't know anything about you?"

Lan Linxue was still half asleep and didn't want to say a word. When her father asked her questions in detail, she couldn't help but become impatient: "You sleep in the imperial palace, and I sleep on the street. How would you know? Besides, this food is already served. Are we going to eat it or not? I'm starving!"

Lan Shanyang wanted to say something, but Lan Linxue willfully reached out, picked up her chopsticks, took a small steamed bun, and ate it herself.

Lan Shanyang changed the subject immediately: "Why are you eating so fast? No one's going to take it from you! Drink some soup or porridge first, it's not good for your stomach!"

As he spoke, he looked at the panoramic view and quickly brought Lan Linxue a bowl of millet and red bean porridge.

"Your Highness, please have some porridge first, and eat slowly!"

As he spoke, he quickly gave a wink to the people serving Lan Linxue her meal, and they promptly brought over all the foods that Lan Linxue usually liked.

Lan Linxue lowered her head to eat, and Lan Shanyang also picked up his chopsticks.

"Father, I want money!"

Before Lan Shanyang could even put down his chopsticks, Lan Linxue muttered something under her breath. Lan Shanyang's chopsticks paused again.

Turning to look at Lan Linxue, Lan Shanyang frowned and asked, "Have you spent all your money? I remember a few months ago I allocated 500,000 taels from the palace under the pretext of covering your expenses in Jiangnan! It's all gone so quickly?"

Lan Linxue didn't even look up: "Not enough!"

Lan Shanyang knew about this son.

He acknowledged that Lan Linxue was willful, arrogant, and ruthless, but he would never admit that Lan Linxue squandered money like a spoiled brat.

He knew his own son best. Lan Linxue had spent most of his money helping his subordinates and building up his own strength! Because of this, Lan Linxue was always as generous as possible when taking money from Lan Shanyang. Sometimes his son would feel embarrassed and try to trick him into giving him money, but he would pretend not to notice.

Because Lan Linxue really spent all her money on the right things.

"How much do you want this time?" Lan Shanyang asked casually, deliberately keeping his tone indifferent.

"Seven hundred thousand taels!"

Lan Linxue had thought about it. If Lao Zhi had money, he would try to get some from him to tide him over. If necessary, he could get money from Hu Tianyong later and pay his father back.

Lan Shanyang looked up at the panoramic view.

Quan Jing quickly bowed and said, "Your Majesty, the palace is currently holding a selection of concubines and also needs some other renovations. I'm afraid we can't spare 700,000 taels of silver in the short term."

Upon hearing the words "talent selection," Lan Linxue, who had been eating with her head down, suddenly looked up at Lan Shanyang with a frown and asked, "Father, do you want to get married again?"

Lan Shanyang glared at him fiercely, "Nonsense! I'm choosing a wife for you!"

Lan Linxue stared intently at Lan Shanyang, a cold smile playing on her lips: They've moved incredibly fast! She only saw Kou'er briefly yesterday, and today they're already talking about a talent show! Are they trying to force someone to rebel?!

Lan Shanyang also stared intently at his son, wanting to see if that little beast Lan Linxue would rebel against him for Qin Kou'er.

To everyone's surprise, after watching for a while, Lan Linxue simply lowered her head and continued eating, without reacting at all.

Lan Linxue's actions made Lan Shanyang feel like he had stepped into thin air, completely unexpected. He felt that upon hearing this news, Lan Linxue, who had always been rebellious, should not have reacted this way, even if she didn't have a sweetheart.

Lan Shanyang leaned closer to Lan Linxue and continued, "Didn't you hear me say I was going to choose a wife for you?"

"I heard you!" Lan Linxue took a bite of the small steamed bun without reacting.

"Why did you react like this after hearing that?" Lan Shanyang was even more puzzled.

Lan Linxue looked up at her father helplessly. "Father, what do you think my reaction should be? Flip the table? How childish!"

After saying that, Lan Linxue glared at Lan Shanyang, as if the person opposite her was childish.

Lan Shanyang was even more confused this time. "Even if you don't flip the table, you shouldn't be this calm, right? This isn't your reaction!"

Lan Shanyang stared at his son, determined to get to the bottom of things.

Lan Linxue sighed and put down her chopsticks, turning to look at Lan Shanyang: "Father, I really don't understand what you're thinking! If I'm disobedient, you say I'm childish; if I'm obedient, you say my reaction is wrong! What do you want me to do, Your Majesty?"

I want you to be normal!

Lan Shanyang said irritably, "Anyway, I don't care what you're up to. Let me make this clear first: I'm going to personally select the concubines this time, whether you agree or not. Don't try to slit your own throat again!"

As she spoke, Lan Shanyang angrily reached out and picked up a piece of hibiscus cake, taking a bite.

Lan Linxue stared at Lan Shanyang, a wicked and lazy smile on her face: "Fine! I'll listen to you! If you tell me to marry a pig, I'll marry a pig; if you tell me to marry a dog, I'll marry a dog!"

Upon hearing this, Lan Shanyang was so angry that she was about to throw her chopsticks at her son's face again.

"I'll listen to you on this matter, but shouldn't you give me some money first?"

Lan Linxue seemed completely unconcerned about the matter, only concerned with her own money.

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