Facing Dong Shuang's gentle yet cold eyes, Chen Liu awkwardly withdrew his hand and touched his nose: "Miss Dong Shuang, why don't you come with me? There are quite a few cakes in that shop, and your daughter will definitely like them. Let's go buy some together."
"The carriages are stuck anyway."
Yes, the carriage stopped. It seemed that a shop in front was opening or something, and it was crowded with people. The bustling cheers outside could be heard through the carriage.
But Dong Shuang ignored him.
Poor acting.
You want to send her away and let her daughter be alone in the carriage with a stranger? What the hell are you dreaming of!
Even if that person is King Yi, it won’t work.
"Miss Dongshuang, there's a sweet water shop ahead..."
Dong Shuang has always been gentle and calm.
Normally, she was gentle and kind, but at this moment, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at him and said directly, "No, don't try to get rid of me. I can see through your tricks at a glance. Besides, my young lady's chef can make any cake she wants right away."
Although she lowered her voice deliberately, it was loud enough for people to hear.
Besides, the carriage is only this big.
Chen Liu's mouth twitched slightly.
Is this girl always so aggressive? How dare she speak so directly in front of her prince?
Of course, Winter Frost did it on purpose.
She just wanted to let Mo Junran know that he should not try to get his hands on her young lady, and that she would never leave her young lady's side.
However……
"Dong Shuang, go buy some osmanthus cake."
Dong Shuang was stunned.
But when she looked into her young lady's eyes, she understood.
"yes."
Dong Shuang glared at Chen Liu secretly, then stood up and got off the carriage.
Chen Liu touched his nose, bowed to his master and Yang Zhao, and then followed Dong Shuang out of the carriage.
Yang Zhao opened the car window a little.
Watching Chen Liu and Dong Shuang go to the shop, the carriage seemingly separated by someone, and the hustle and bustle outside, she turned to look at Mo Junran sitting in the main seat, and raised the corner of her lips slightly: "Such a meticulous arrangement, I wonder what His Royal Highness the King of Wings wants to say to this humble official?"
She felt that Uncle Chen, who drove the carriage, should have been replaced.
Mo Junran met Yang Zhao's starry eyes and wanted to curl his lips.
But thinking of how he would laugh, he suppressed his laughter and said, "I want to discuss cooperation with you."
Talk about cooperation?
Are you not pretending anymore?
Yang Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly: "What cooperation?"
"rebellion."
rebellion?
When these two straightforward words came out, even though Yang Zhao had some guesses in his mind before, he was still shocked.
Yang Zhao subconsciously looked out the car window.
My usually steady heart couldn't help but beat faster.
"Your Highness, King Yi, you..."
"Don't be impatient. Let me finish what I have to say first, and then you can think about it..."
Half an hour later.
Dong Shuang, carrying a box of pastries, returned to the carriage with a sullen face, despite Chen Liu's flattering smile.
The first thing she looked at was her own lady.
After making sure that the young lady was okay, she sat back in her previous seat, and Chen Liu also sat next to her, but his smiling expression had disappeared this time.
"Your Majesty, osmanthus cake."
Chen Liu moved closer to Mo Junran and handed him the osmanthus cake in his hand with great pretense.
Mo Junran took it.
After that, he actually took out a piece, but he handed it to Yang Zhao and asked naturally, "Would you like to have one?"
Yang Zhao glanced at him.
Finally, he reached out and took it: "Thank you, Your Highness."
She only touched her mouth with the cake.
First, I don’t like food that is too sweet, and second, I’m not completely reassured.
But then, she saw with her own eyes that Mo Junran had finished showing off the entire box of osmanthus cake in his hand. Yang Zhao felt sick in her mouth and swallowed unconsciously.
It seems... he really loves eating osmanthus cake.
The bustle of the streets faded away at some point, and the carriage finally started moving. By the time we arrived at the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, it was lunchtime.
When Yang Tiejiang heard the news, he hurried out to greet him.
"This humble official greets His Royal Highness the Wing King!"
Yang Tiejiang saluted happily.
A slender hand supported him first, and the voice was low and polite: "My Lord, there is no need to be so polite."
Mo Junran raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
This was the only decent expression he found after practicing and observing many times. Although it had a hint of aloof seriousness, it didn't make people feel that his smile was full of hostility.
"My lord, this is a small gift prepared by my prince. I hope you like it." Chen Liu brought out a dozen people with bags in their hands.
And behind them, there were people carrying several boxes.
It is decorated with red ribbons.
People who don't know would think someone came to propose marriage to someone else...
Yang Tiejiang took a glance and was stunned.
What’s going on?
But on the surface he still expressed his gratitude politely, and then respectfully invited the person into the house.
As for Yang Zhao.
Of course she didn't have to go to the front yard to entertain male guests.
But not long after she returned to her yard, she saw several servants carrying in two large boxes.
"Miss, this was sent by His Royal Highness Prince Yi. He said there is something you need in it. After the Marquis took a look at it, he asked the servants to bring it here." The servant put the box down with difficulty.
Listening to the sound of the box falling to the ground, you can hear the heaviness of the box and the subtle sound of weapons colliding inside.
weapon?
Yang Zhao personally stepped forward and opened the box.
When she saw clearly what was inside, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and a glimmer flashed in her eyes.
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