Yun Xiangye gave some rice cakes to Lin Bolan to try, and then she went to West Street.
Inside West Street, my uncle and aunt were discussing going back to West Street to do their old business of selling cloth. The money they brought with them was not much, and they couldn't just sit back and enjoy all the money.
The shops on West Street are not as busy as those on Jinxiu Street, but there are many peddlers and vendors, and the people in Chang'an City also like to come to West Street for shopping. It is not difficult to open a shop to sell cloth to support a family.
Yun Xiangye also thought that her embroidery workshop could also purchase fabrics from her uncle's house, so her uncle's family would not suffer too much loss.
Ye Zhimiao no longer made a fuss about Ye Wanhe these days. Instead, he spent the whole day at home holding a handkerchief and lost in thought.
Yun Xiangye walked over to Ye Zhimiao and said with a gentle smile, "Your handkerchief is so finely embroidered, it's not something you'd find in ordinary times."
Yun Xiangye noticed the word "Xiang" embroidered on the handkerchief and frowned slightly, saying, "Is this something that belonged to the Prince of Xiang?"
Ye Zhimiao quickly put the handkerchief away and said, "No."
Yun Xiangye looked at Ye Zhimiao and said, "The Prince of Xiang has not married yet because he has very high standards. You must not fall in love with him."
Ye Zhimiao frowned and looked at Yun Xiangye, saying, "Cousin, I'm not... How could I be attracted to him? I was just fascinated by the exquisite embroidery on the handkerchief."
Yun Xiangye was relieved. "The Xiangjun Prince's Mansion is too prestigious. I hope you don't do anything stupid."
Ye Zhimiao, listening to Yun Xiangye's words, frowned even more. "The threshold to enter the Prince of Xiang's Mansion is high, and I'm not necessarily that bad either. It's just that I'm not as greedy and vain as Ye Wanhe."
Yun Xiangye said, "Sister isn't vain, she's just forced into this. She didn't want to marry the Crown Prince at all. Everything was forced upon her."
Ye Zhimiao sneered, "If she was really forced, she should die to prove her point."
Yun Xiangye said, "If she died because she rejected His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, you wouldn't be immune to being implicated."
Ye Zhimiao said, "Cousin, you don't need to defend her. She just wants money and power."
Yun Xiangye frowned and said, "Sister is definitely not that kind of person."
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Outside the East Palace.
Lin Bolan had just gotten off the carriage and was still eating the rice cake in the food box. She was about to put the remaining brown sugar rice cake into the carriage when she saw Zhao Rui coming.
Zhao Rui smiled when he saw Lin Bolan eating with puffed cheeks. "What are you eating? It's rare to see you eating outside."
Lin Bolan said, "I ate some brown sugar rice cakes. Miss Yun gave them to me this morning. I was thinking I'd eat them in the carriage when I got hungry after leaving the palace. I tried a piece and it was quite delicious."
Zhao Rui took a piece of rice cake dipped in brown sugar from Lin Bolan's hand in a familiar manner. "It's sweet and sticky, very delicious. Give me the rest."
Lin Bolan said, "If you want to eat, go ask Miss Yun yourself."
Zhao Rui said: "How dare I go to see her?"
Lin Bolan snatched the food box from Zhao Rui's hand, "This is what Miss Yun gave me. If you want to eat, go and ask for it yourself. How can you steal it from me?"
Zhao Rui said, "I gave you five paintings by Mr. Hongyun, and you won't even give me a rice cake? Give me the rice cake quickly."
Lin Bolan: "That's all I have. I was thinking of using it to fill my stomach on the way back from the East Palace."
"How can the East Palace be without your cakes?" Zhao Rui looked at Lin Bolan and said, "You are the daughter of the Prime Minister after all. Isn't it shameful to be so greedy for a box of rice cakes?"
Lin Bolan was speechless. "You are a prince of the royal family. Are you ashamed to snatch rice cakes from me?"
"Sister, how can you speak to the Prince of Xiang like that?"
When Lin Bolan saw his brother and Xie Shian coming out of the East Palace, he hurriedly bowed and said, "Brother, Brother Shian."
Xie Shian looked at Zhao Rui and asked, "What were you arguing about with Miss Lin at the palace gate?"
Zhao Rui said: "I wanted to eat her rice cake, but she didn't want to give it to me. This rice cake tastes completely different from the rice cakes I've eaten before."
Xie Shian looked at Zhao Rui helplessly and laughed, "How can a noble prince be so greedy? You are almost at the age of coming of age, how can you be as greedy as a two-year-old like Nuonuo?"
Lin Yu looked at Lin Bolan and said, "Sister, give the rice cake to Zhao Rui."
Lin Bolan reluctantly handed the rice cake in his hand to Zhao Rui and went to the East Palace by himself.
The palace beside the East Palace Lake was exactly what Ye Wanhe ordered the palace servants to tidy up for her calligraphy.
Seeing Lin Bolan come in with an unhappy look on her face, Ye Wanhe smiled faintly and said, "Who has upset you?"
Lin Bolan frowned and said, "It's still that Zhao Rui. It was fine that he bullied me when we were little, but now that he's almost twenty years old, he's still trying to steal my rice cakes."
Ye Wanhe smiled and said, "It's just rice cake, not something precious."
Lin Bolan said, "This rice cake tastes different from the ones I've had before. Miss Yun originally asked me to bring it to you, saying it was rice cake from your hometown. But you're pregnant, so I didn't dare bring you food easily. Miss Yun gave it to me."
Ye Wanhe smiled and said, "The rice cakes in Fangqiao Town are made with late japonica rice, while the rice cakes in Chang'an City are rare to begin with. Some of them are mostly made of glutinous rice. They are indeed not as delicious as those made with late japonica rice. I will ask the chef of the East Palace to make rice cakes with late japonica rice someday, and you can try it too."
Ye Wanhe naturally didn't dare to eat the food Yun Xiangye brought into the palace, but it wasn't that she didn't trust Yun Xiangye.
But he was afraid that he would be framed on the way and it would harm Xiangye.
Lin Bolan said, "Thank you, Your Highness, Crown Princess. Crown Princess, can you give the rice cakes you made to Zhao Rui?"
Ye Wanhe chuckled lightly and said, "Yeah."
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