Because they had already had wine at the prince's place and didn't need to have dinner, Mu Wanyao directly asked the maids and guards to line up in front of the hall.
She wanted to interrogate who actually received Yan Erlang's letter.
Chunhua was also standing in the hall as the interrogator. She carefully raised her eyes to see the princess's expression and saw that her face was a little pale after the gold and silver powder makeup at the corners of her eyes was blurred.
The princess lay on the couch with her arms under her head. The maids served her carefully, not daring to make a sound for fear that His Highness would be angry.
Under Mu Wanyao's questioning, guards and maids stepped forward in groups of three or four, saying anxiously that they had received a letter from Yan Erlang.
"When I was in Lingnan before, I chatted with Yan Erlang and told him that I had an old injury and got a headache when it rained. Erlang later wrote to me to ask about it and also sent me some herbal medicine."
"When I was in Lingnan, I caught a cold one day, and Erlang gave me medicine. After returning to Chang'an, when Erlang asked me about some trivial matters in Chang'an, I saw that he was so kind, so I answered truthfully."
The person below kept talking, and Mu Wanyao's expression became uglier and uglier as he listened.
She understood. The powerful Yan Erlang not only exchanged letters with her servants, but also sent some gifts from time to time.
Seeing that someone was still talking, Mu Wan stood up and spilled a cup of tea.
The crowd below fell silent immediately.
Mu Wan shook his head and said, "Guardian Fang."
Fang Tong: “Yes!”
Mu Wanyao was very drunk, and his temper was worse than usual: "Don't bother two people for the same thing. Since you scolded Yan Erlang before, and you became friends with him because of it, then this time, you should say something and let Chunhua write a letter. Help me scold Yan Erlang and ask him why he is so ungrateful?
"Why didn't you say a word to me? Didn't you use me very well that day? Didn't you try to please me like a dog? How come you turned your back on me in the blink of an eye?
"That won't do, Yan Shisheng! If you want to please this princess, you have to persevere!"
Mu Wanyao's words were very unpleasant. He slammed the table and gnashed his teeth, "Scold me well!"
The maids beside him whispered: "Your Highness is drunk, it's time to go and rest."
The girls surrounded the princess and went back to rest. Chunhua asked the servants to leave first and looked at Fang Tong in confusion.
After a while, the maid Xia Rong came out and told the two: "Today, the princess was at the prince's banquet. A minister said that she, a princess who had been married, should not wander around. Your Highness got angry at the prince and was scolded by him. Your Highness left immediately.
"That's why I was in a bad mood and spoke harshly when I came back. Fortunately, he was angry at Yan Erlang and didn't beat us to death."
Chunhua and Fang Tong sighed, feeling a little sad. They were also worried that the princess would not give the prince face, and that she would have to apologize to the prince again when she sobered up...
Your Highness is not only doing this for yourself, but also for everyone in the princess's mansion.
Fang Tong asked: "Are you still going to write the letter scolding Yan Erlang?"
Chunhua said helplessly: "Write it. If you don't, the princess will be angry again. Just add another letter to explain the situation to Yan Erlang, and tell him not to blame our prince."
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After writing the letter, he read it after sobering up the next evening, and then said "hmm" and didn't say anything else.
Chunhua went out to send a letter to Lingnan, and a maid came to inform her: "Sister Chunhua, Liu Lang came to the mansion to look for you."
Chunhua was startled. She was naturally very happy to see her lover. When the results were announced yesterday, Liu Wenji's name was not on the list. She had been worried about her lover.
I wonder if Liu Wenzhi is doing well today?
With the letter in her hand, she left the inner house and went to the side room of the outer house's gate tower. As expected, she saw the man in a light cotton cloth shirt with his back to her, staring at the gate of the princess's mansion in a daze.
Hearing the footsteps, Liu Wenzhi turned around. His face was handsome, but his eyes were a little bloodshot from staying up late.
He smiled at Chunhua.
Chunhua said: "The results were announced yesterday..."
Liu Wenji interrupted, "It's nothing, I just failed the exam! I've seen it clearly in the past two months in Chang'an. There are so many talented people, I just can't adapt to it. I plan to write a letter to my family and tell them that I will stay in Chang'an and take the exam again next year. If I don't pass the exam, I will never return to Lingnan! With the experience of the first time, I will definitely pass the exam next March!"
Chunhua was worried because she had grown up with the princess in Chang'an and knew how few talented people there were. Only one in ten million could pass the imperial examination.
But seeing that Liu Wenzhi was full of confidence, with his eyes full of the arrogance and self-confidence unique to young people, Chunhua smiled gently and nodded to encourage him.
When Liu Wenzhi saw her gentle smile, his face turned slightly red, and he felt ashamed for avoiding her yesterday.
He coughed and changed the subject: "What are you holding in your hand? Are you mailing a letter for your princess?"
Chunhua said softly: "Yes, His Highness wants to send a letter to Lingnan to ask Yan Erlang... ahem, about something."
Liu Wenji was stunned for a moment, feeling strange: "Yan Erlang actually still has contact with Her Royal Highness the Princess."
Liu Wenzhi naturally had correspondence with Yan Shisheng. When he heard the correspondence between Yan Shisheng and the princess, he felt uncomfortable.
He thought of what he had heard in Chang'an, how many talented men had taken their poems and papers to seek out ministers and royal relatives, hoping to be appreciated by them and pass the imperial examination.
Liu Wenzhi has always looked down on such people.
I didn't expect Yan Shisheng to also...
Chunhua asked him with a smile: "By the way, Liu Lang, do you also want to send a letter to Lingnan? Why don't you bring the letter you want to send and I will ask the Princess's Mansion to send it out together? Letters sent from the Princess's Mansion will definitely be processed quickly at the post station, and you will receive a reply soon."
Liu Wenji's eyes were filled with shame and anger, and he said, "I am not the kind of person who seeks to curry favor with the rich and powerful or flatter them! I am not destined to receive the good things that the Princess's mansion has to offer."
Chunhua pursed her lips, knowing that he had a strong sense of self-esteem and did not like people who relied on connections, so she said nothing more.
But when will Liu Lang understand that when the water is too clear, there will be no fish.
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A month later in Shashui Town, Lingnan, Yan Shisheng sat in the house, reading the letters from Chang'an and Mu Wanyao.
The princess asked him why he didn't write to her.
Yan Shisheng sat in silence.
Thinking of Mu Wanyao, he remembered that when they were leaving, she pulled him into the car and kissed him... The feeling of her hand caressing his cheek and the fragrance of her lips that day still makes him upset and unable to sleep at night when he thinks of it.
He didn't know how to face Mu Wanyao.
But at least for now, the princess has not been affected at all.
She didn't think that kiss before she left meant anything, nor did she think that kiss would make their relationship strange... She didn't like him, she was just teasing him out of the moment.
Princess Danyang treated him as a plaything. She left without saying a word and did not give him any information after she left.
She used ruthless actions to tell him that it meant nothing, and he shouldn't try to use it to blackmail her.
Sitting under the window, Yan Shisheng's eyes were gentle as he secretly pondered what she meant.
She was a willful girl. She didn't want him to think too much about their relationship, but she also didn't want him to avoid her. However, Guard Fang said that the princess was in a difficult situation...
Yan Shisheng didn't want to make her more sad.
He sat at his desk, brush in hand, for a long time not knowing how to reply to such a letter.
The youngest sister Yan Xiaozhou shouted from outside: "Second brother, you have been sitting here all afternoon, and the eldest brother wants you to go out and run with him!"
Yan Shisheng responded and put down the pen in his hand.
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Mu Wanyao finally received Yan Shisheng's letter.
She had already written a letter to curse him, and considering Yan Erlang's attitude towards life, how could he not write back to her?
In May, Muwan was sitting on the porch eating cherries and listening to Chunhua reading a letter.
Chunhua said: "...In short, Erlang apologized to Your Highness, and as a token of reparation, he also presented you with a brow-drawing stone. He said it was a famous stone from Lingnan, and he wanted to use it to draw your eyebrows."
Mu Wanyao disagreed——
The stone ink produced in Lingnan is warm, soft and fragrant. If you drip it with fragrant dew, the ink ground from it will be bright and satisfying. It is the most refreshing and beautiful ink to use for drawing eyebrows.
Who doesn't know this? Only he knows how to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha.
However, when Chunhua came over with the box, Muwanyao still opened the box slowly.
The twelve zodiac-shaped thrush stones were placed in the box. They were carved so lifelike that they looked like twelve little animals, staring at Mu Wanyao eagerly.
The maids waiting on him all said in unison: "Oh my God!"
Mu Wan was stunned, stretched out her hand to play with a thrush stone, and then couldn't let it go, so she played with another one. Her slender white fingers gently rubbed it, and she could see that it was newly carved.
Mu Wanyao's heart moved. According to Yan Shisheng's cautious personality, these twelve zodiac animals must have been carved by him himself and could not have been done by someone else.
He is a man who is always the best at saving face.
He was afraid that the other party wouldn't be able to feel his sincerity.
Mu Wan pursed her lips, hating him for being so good at trying to please people, but she touched the twelve zodiac animals reluctantly. She stroked her cheek and smiled again, her eyebrows curved.
No matter what gifts he gave to others, the one he gave to her was the most troublesome and the best.
Chunhua saw the princess's smiling face and knew that she had calmed down, so she deliberately asked, "Are you happy now, Your Highness?"
Mu Wan shook his head and said, "What are you so happy about? How can someone be willing to use the thrush stone if it is so well carved? He deliberately wanted me to only look at it but not use it, right?"
Chunhua: “…”
The princess is so hard to please.
Mu Wan pursed her lips and whispered, "Send some Putao from the Western Regions to Lingnan."
Chunhua was surprised: "Is it His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who sent the princess? The journey is long, if it breaks down on the way..."
Mu Wan covered her face with a fan and turned over on the couch. The curtains fluttered, hiding her figure.
The maids could not see the princess's expression, they only heard her casually say: "If it's broken, it's broken. I just thought that the country bumpkin had never eaten Putao, so I let him try it. If it breaks in the middle of the process, it means he is not destined to eat it."
The maids were talking to the princess and trying to please her when someone outside said, "Your Highness, there is a man called Wei Qilang who wants to see you. He said his teacher asked him to come and pay his respects."
The maids were confused.
Mu Wan, who had buried her face under the pillow, opened her eyes and remembered that Wei Juyuan, the illegitimate son of the Wei family recommended by her uncle, had come to Chang'an.
According to my uncle's plan, this should be her prince consort.
...It's time to make things difficult for yourself.
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