The prince lost his temper, and logically, the atmosphere of the dinner should have been ruined.
But the atmosphere in the dining hall was peaceful and cheerful, as if what had just happened was just a trivial little episode.
Shen Mianmian knew that this was all thanks to Jiang Yinjin's strong ability to control the situation.
Ding and Xiao Ding went from putting on a brave face to genuinely considering it a trivial matter, and eventually forgot about it altogether.
What's this called?
This is called crisis public relations!
Shen Mianmian thinks that Jiang Yinjin, let alone in ancient times, would probably be a powerful career elite with strong control over situations, even in modern times.
She only regretted that her ability to transmigrate into books was not strong enough. Otherwise, she could have transmigrated into the wife of the Marquis of Anning, or directly into the regent, and enjoyed the ultimate emotional value of the female lead.
Shen Mianmian reluctantly withdrew her gaze, shook her head regretfully, and then forced a charming smile like that of a qualified beautiful concubine, and said softly, "Your Highness, since I entered the manor, you have never taken me to see your Qingfeng Courtyard. Could it be that Your Highness is keeping a mistress in Qingfeng Courtyard?"
She didn't care whether she was keeping a mistress or not.
But she had to be jealous, since it was a way to pretend she cared a lot about Fengchu.
Sure enough, Bai Qingzhou anxiously explained, "How could that be? I... I do have maids, who could also be concubines, but I swear I've never touched them! Also, it was my oversight not to take you to Qingfeng Courtyard, please don't be angry."
Shen Mianmian nodded obediently, "How could I be angry with the young master? I was just jealous and complaining. Even if the young master doesn't take me to Qingfeng Courtyard, I still love the young master. Of course, if the young master is completely open with me, I will love the young master even more."
Bai Qingzhou smiled bitterly, "What have I been holding back from you? I just can't bring myself to rip my heart out, otherwise I would have shown it to you directly."
"Oh dear, how scary! Your Highness, please don't say such things to frighten me, I'm so afraid."
While patiently acting out the scene with Prince Bai, Shen Mianmian had a question in her mind—did Fengchu really like her that much?
In the original story, Feng Chu was indeed devoted to the transmigrated woman at first, but he was not faithful for long. With just a little provocation from Jiang Yin Jin, the two started arguing.
Once they start arguing, another woman appears in the middle, and another child is born.
Why is it that when it comes to her, Fengchu suddenly becomes loyal?
Was it because the change of the strategist created a butterfly effect, or because Jiang Yinjin failed to sow discord?
Chen Mianmian thought for another two minutes, but still couldn't figure it out, so she gave up.
She wasn't particularly curious to begin with, and to her, both Feng Chu and Jiang Yinjin were just tools.
She just needs to focus on the plot and doesn't need to interact too much with the supporting characters.
After chatting for a while, the atmosphere eased, and dinner continued.
Later, Ding and Xiao Ding even asked Shen Mianmian some questions, which Shen Mianmian answered seriously, and dinner went relatively smoothly.
...
That night.
Xiao Ding and Zheng Ruier stayed overnight in the guest rooms of the main courtyard, while the others dispersed.
Before leaving, Jiang Yinjin chatted with Shen Mianmian with a smile, and Shen Mianmian replied to the young mistress very respectfully.
The two got along so well that Bai Qingzhou was completely stunned.
He felt that women were the most wonderful things in the world. How could two people be so detached from each other and act as if it were none of their business?
After Jiang Yinjin returned to the Peony Courtyard, Bai Qingzhou took Chen Mianmian to the Qingfeng Courtyard.
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Qingfeng Courtyard is where the Crown Prince resides.
Therefore, whether it is the area, the number of servants, or the supplies, it is all top-notch.
Besides the attendants who watched the water, there were six or seven servants and maids inside and outside the house.
When everyone saw that the young master had brought back Consort Shen, they hurriedly came out to greet him.
It goes without saying how amazed she was by Aunt Shen's beauty; all that is to say is that before she could even visit the deceased son's room, Shen Mianmian first suggested visiting his study.
Bai Qingzhou held the woman's hand and asked as they walked, "Why did you suddenly decide to come and see my study?"
Shen Mianmian's beautiful face was full of tenderness and affection. "Because I want to understand the young master, I heard before that the young master often stays in Qingfeng Courtyard and does not go out. I suppose he is in the study."
I can't just lie in my bedroom all day, can I? There's no phone to play with anyway.
Bai Qingzhou's smile softened even more. "Yes, it's in the study."
When the servants heard that their master was going to the study, they had already gone to prepare it in advance.
Open the doors and windows for ventilation, burn some mugwort to repel mosquitoes, burn incense, and light several lamps.
When the two entered, the room had already been prepared.
When Chen Mianmian looked up, she was still shocked, even though she knew from the novel that Bai Qingzhou liked to read. The entire study, except for the wall by the window, was covered with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves.
The bookshelves were packed with books.
Other people's studies are decorated with calligraphy and paintings on the walls and have treasure cabinets in the corners to display precious objects, but Bai Qingzhou's study has nothing but books!
That's not all.
Other people's studies may have tables and chairs set up for entertaining friends.
In Bai Qingzhou's study, where tables and chairs should have been placed, several bookshelves were neatly arranged, and the bookshelves were still full of books, just like a university library.
Chen Mianmian exclaimed in astonishment, "So many books! Are all your books here?"
"These are the books I've read in the last two years. There are also some books I read in previous years, all of which are in the warehouse. Because I've read them so many times, I've practically carried them up with me, so I don't keep them here taking up space anymore. I just have the servants take the books out of the warehouse to air them out every spring and autumn."
Chen Mianmian was surprised, "There's more?"
Bai Qingzhou nodded, "Shall we go take a look?"
"Let's go see." Shen Mianmian wasn't usually a very curious person, but now she was curious too.
So Bai Qingzhou took Chen Mianmian to the bedroom.
In the Southern Chu Kingdom, houses typically have a main hall at the entrance, a back door behind the main hall, and two bedrooms on either side of the main hall.
Some people who are particular about their homes will even set up two additional rooms: one as a storage room for clothes and bedding, and the other as a washroom.
In Bai Qingzhou's house, apart from his bedroom and bathroom, the other two rooms, one large and one small, were all filled with books.
Chen Mianmian followed Bai Qingzhou into the room and saw that there were bookshelves and bookshelves, still densely packed with books.
"And one more thing." Bai Qingzhou took Chen Mianmian's hand and led her to the outer side room.
There are two side rooms, one of which is a room for viewing the water, and the other is used as a warehouse to store books.
Bai Qingzhou said, "The books in Qingfeng Courtyard are all my favorites. There are some I don't like, which are placed in other unused courtyards. I'll take you to see them."
"No, no, I'm not reading anymore!" Shen Mianmian looked at the boy with the eyes of someone looking at a monster. "Wait, you've read all these books?"
"I've seen it."
"Can you memorize it?"
"able."
"...How many years have you been watching this?"
Bai Qingzhou recalled carefully, "I started reading books as soon as I learned to read, but I started reading so intently that I forgot to eat and sleep from the age of eight."
"You started reading and writing when you were eight years old?"
"No, actually, the Marquis's residence has never hired a tutor."
"So you went to a private school?"
"No, I rarely leave the Marquis's residence."
Shen Mianmian was completely baffled. "You didn't hire a tutor or go to a private school, so who taught you to read?"
At the same time, a piece of information kept flashing through my mind—eight years old? Could it be that something happened to Fengchu when he was eight years old?
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