This Ning Shi Gongzi is indeed good at speaking. Although what he says is a little incomprehensible sometimes, his attitude is very good and he is frank and sincere. No wonder he is so popular in Yangcheng.

It was completely different from the feeling the Ning family gave her.

Miss Jun smiled again.

However, he was overthinking it.

"I mean, do you believe that it was love at first sight? Can someone like him fall in love at first sight?" She stopped laughing and continued.

It turned out that he was curious about Lu Yunqi's actions.

Maybe it’s because I told her about the taboos that might arise from the name Jiulingtang.

The shop owner was shouting that their fried tofu cakes were ready. As Xiao Ding and Liu'er were outside, Ning Yunzhao got up and brought them over himself.

"This kind of love affair between men and women is a very private matter. Whether it is true or not, it is their business and has nothing to do with us, right?" Ning Yunzhao said, taking out a handkerchief to wipe the chopsticks and handing them to her.

Miss Jun smiled, nodded, took the chopsticks and started eating.

Yes, it has nothing to do with him, and it has nothing to do with me, but my sister...

"…But the Princess of Jiuli hasn't married yet…There's already a woman outside Lu Qianhu…" "Yes, she's the princess."

"It doesn't say that the princess's man can't raise children anymore."

"But this is so... so embarrassing..."

"…You are so nosy. The emperor hasn't said anything yet, so what can we say?"

The discussion in my ears continued.

It's not really a slap in the face. Marrying my sister to him again is already a slap in the face.

And now he doesn't have to pretend anymore. One princess is enough to fool. There is no need for a second princess.

Do whatever you want.

Miss Jun was eating fried tofu with chopsticks, but she didn't seem to be satisfied, so she rolled up her sleeves. Ning Yunzhao saw this and smiled, and rolled up his sleeves as well.

"Is it okay?" he asked.

Miss Jun hummed and nodded, picked up a piece with chopsticks and put it into her mouth. Her lips were stained with a layer of oil, and she seemed too busy to reply.

Sometimes actions speak louder than words.

Ning Yunzhao smiled slightly and didn't ask any more questions, and started eating with big mouthfuls.

"…But we should avoid this kind of thing. The wedding is in two days…"

"…Why bother? Just keep it at home. Why bring it out to parade in public…"

"…Princess Jiuli would be so angry if she knew about this…"

Miss Jun looked up and smiled at Ning Yunzha.

"It's really delicious." She said, and once again took big bites of the food, filling her mouth.

"Slow down." Ning Yunzhao couldn't help but say, and subconsciously handed her the handkerchief.

Miss Jun took it casually, wiped the corner of her mouth, and nodded with a smile.

Don't worry, my sister won't know.

The gate of Prince Huai's mansion was never opened, separating two worlds. Whether it was windy, rainy or sunny outside, it had nothing to do with them.

June 28th. It was still dark, and the buildings were shrouded in a green light.

This is a large mansion with red walls and yellow tiles.

The courtyard is deep and luxurious.

But the house was so quiet that no one was around, perhaps because everyone was asleep. But someone had woken up and was walking slowly along the path that was paved with colorful tiles.

This is a young woman, her white skirt fluttering as she walks, like tiny waves.

She had a slender figure, and moved gracefully and elegantly. A green light enveloped her, like a layer of gauze.

She walked alone along the path and soon arrived at a courtyard.

The door to the courtyard was open, but no one was inside. The lanterns in the rooms under the corridor were all on, but they seemed dim in the hazy green light.

This is the kitchen. The young woman came in, rolled up her sleeves, picked up the apron hanging on the side and put it on, turned on the stove, heated up a pot of soup that had been prepared long ago, took a basin, put the noodles in it, scooped some water, and began to knead the dough.

The exposed wrist was smooth and slender, but the movements were powerful. Soon the white flour turned into dough under her hands. After adding some oil and kneading it continuously, it soon became shiny and smooth.

After leaving the kneaded dough to rest, she walked to the table again, picked up a handful of dried vegetables, mushrooms and radishes, washed and cut them, put them into the soup pot to cook, then turned back to the basin, took out the dough and started rolling it out.

The dough was constantly rolled by the rolling pin, picked up, turned over, folded, and sprinkled with flour. The long and wide dough knife made a rhythmic sound on the chopping board. The dough was cut neatly, and the knife was put down and the thin dough strips spread out with a shake.

The aroma of the soup in the pot also spread.

Hot water was boiled in another pot, and the noodles were put in. After they were cooked, she picked out two bowls, poured the already cooked soup on them, sprinkled with green onions, and put the soup bowls in the food box. The woman took off her apron, put down her sleeves, and walked out carrying the food box as she had come in.

The sky had brightened and the summer morning mist had dissipated. The young woman walked to a courtyard gate, raised her hand and pushed it open. The sound of the door broke the silence in the yard. Hearing the noise, the door of the house was opened and a boy of seven or eight years old ran out.

"Sister." He called out in a clear voice, the morning light shining on his bright eyes and the two dimples that appeared when he smiled, "Smells so good."

As he appeared, the woman standing in front of the door also smiled. In the morning light, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque and her expression was elegant, just like a spring orchid bud about to bloom.

"Jiuqi, why are you not wearing shoes?" she said in a soft voice.

The boy stuck out his tongue. A maid followed him and bowed to the girl with some uneasiness.

"Princess," she said, holding a pair of shoes in her hand, "I was just about to put them on when the prince heard the sound and knew the princess was coming."

The young woman, Princess Jiuli, has come over.

"Hurry up and put on your shoes, wash your hands and eat noodles," she said.

Jiuqi answered yes, opened his hand and asked the maid to pick him up and carry him back to the inner room. He quickly washed up and ran out.

Two bowls of noodles had already been placed on the table by the window next door. Jiuli was sitting there looking out the window, and turned his head when he heard the noise.

"Come and eat." she said.

Jiuqi nodded, sat down, and took a deep breath.

"Sister, it smells so good. The shou noodles you make yourself are the most delicious." He said in a soft and crisp voice.

Jiuli smiled and picked up the chopsticks first.

"Eat it," she said.

Jiuqi picked up the chopsticks, and the brother and sister sat opposite each other and ate noodles in silence. The morning light gradually became brighter, and people began to move around in the yard. They were the eunuchs and palace maids.

"Your Highness, it's time to get ready to put on makeup." The leading eunuch said with a smile.

Jiuli stood up, and Jiuqi beside him also stood up. After all, they were just children, and their expressions could not hide their nervousness.

Jiuli reached out and grabbed him.

"Let's go and help sister get dressed." She said with a smile.

Jiuqi nodded and followed Jiuli out. The eunuchs and palace maids in the yard saluted in unison.

"Congratulations to the princess on her great happiness."

"Congratulations to the princess on her great happiness."

The sounds spread out, making the quiet palace lively.

Jiuli held Jiuqi, smiling, and walked straight past them with a leisurely pace.

…

The crackling sound of firecrackers suddenly rang out on the street in the early morning, startling passers-by. Everyone looked over and found that a store was opening.

"What do you do?"

People gathered around curiously, and someone pointed at the plaque on the door and read it out.

"Jiulingtang."

“It’s a medical clinic.”

There were only two assistants and two young women standing in front of the clinic. After the firecrackers were set off, the two assistants ran in, got brooms and other things, and prepared to sweep the place.

Since it is a clinic, it cannot extend a warm invitation to the public, and no one will say happy new year to them, so the scene seems very deserted.

The two women followed him in. The onlookers watched for a moment. There were many shops opening every day in the capital, so there was nothing special about it. Especially since no one came to give gifts or red envelopes, they all dispersed in boredom.

"Today is a good day."

"What's a good day today? Suitable for opening a business?"

"It's a good day for marriage. Today is the day for Princess Jiuli's wedding."

"Oh, yes, let's grab a spot and wait and see."

The noisy discussions outside the door faded away, and Miss Jun in the room also looked around the hall.

"Today is a good day," she also said.

"Yes, it's a good day for our clinic to open." Liu'er said.

Miss Jun looked at her and smiled.

"Then let's have a bowl of noodles to celebrate," she said.

Just finish the noodles? Is this considered a celebration?

But as long as the lady is happy.

Liuer nodded.

"Okay," she said.