Gan Yuan and Gan Lin hid in the warm room to prepare cakes.

The two met and Gan Lin described what she had just seen.

"I always feel like something is wrong with the prince's return this time, but at the same time, I feel like everything is right." She tilted her head in confusion, still unable to understand the strange feeling in her heart.

Gan Yuan is a few years older than Gan Lin, so naturally he sees things at a different level. In addition, after being influenced by Jiang Qingqing over the years, his mind has become smarter.

"What could be wrong? Hasn't the prince always been very good to our Highness? If he could be even better, wouldn't that be even better? It would make the relationship even closer."

She kept fiddling with the pastries with her hands.

"I think that if the prince can get together with Your Highness, no one in Kyoto will dare to offend Your Highness. At that time, Your Highness will still be a happy little princess."

Speaking of this, the longing look in Gan Yuan's eyes became more and more intense.

Gan Lin nodded in understanding. At this moment, he suddenly realized and felt that what Gan Lin said made sense.

So she gave a thumbs up.

"You think more clearly than I do!"

The two maids chatted for a while and then hurried into the hall carrying the cakes.

As soon as I stepped into the house, I saw the prince's slender hands leisurely peeling orange peels.

"Your Highness always complains that this orange is sour, but you also think that the orange is round and beautiful, and it would be a waste to just leave it there." Gan Lin got excited and blurted out while looking at the orange.

Xiao Linting peeled the orange without stopping. His thin lips slightly curled up, and his cold and handsome face was filled with a gentle smile.

"You have to look at the navel when choosing an orange. If you don't know how to find it, you will naturally pick sour ones," he said in a mellow voice with a sense of ease. "Her Highness cannot eat sour things. You are not sure about this orange, so give her less."

When Gan Lin heard that this was knowledgeable, she was about to open her mouth to ask for advice humbly, but Gan Yuan grabbed her sleeve and shook his head at her calmly.

Are you kidding? If you know how to pick the best oranges, then Your Highness the Princess won't need the Prince anymore?!

She, Gan Yuan, was the first one to object.

Jiang Qingqing looked at the two of them as if they were playing a charade and was confused for a moment.

Just as he was about to speak, a man suddenly walked hurriedly into the yard.

Jiang Qingqing's expression changed slightly, and she quickly stood up, turned her back to the door, faced Xiao Linting, and stood in front of him.

Blocking the view of those coming.

The sudden rush over made Xiao Linting confused for a moment. He looked over and his eyes met the little guy's slightly nervous expression as he pursed his lips.

Then his smile deepened.

"Why are you so flustered? What happened?" Gan Yuan and Gan Lin also understood the prince's special situation. They stood in front of the man and asked coldly.

"A lady came to the front yard with gifts. She insisted on giving gifts to His Highness and said that His Highness had the best relationship with her. The doorman and them were in a stalemate at the moment. The lady didn't look happy. We couldn't make up our minds, so we wanted to ask His Highness how to deal with this situation."

The maid's report was coherent and logical.

Jiang Qingqing was listening to what she said with her eyes lowered. The nervousness she had just felt dissipated a little, and a solemn expression came over her.

Gan Lin hurriedly asked, "Which lady?"

The maid said, "She said she was the wife of the Marquis of Nanguan, and she also said that her son has been getting along well with His Highness recently, and asked us not to be ungrateful."

I'm afraid these words were passed on by the maid verbatim.

Jiang Qingqing's eyes were suddenly filled with a hint of anger.

The Chi family is becoming more and more unscrupulous!

She was about to lose her temper and just as she was about to open her mouth, someone quickly stuffed a slice of orange flesh into her mouth, blocking her mouth unexpectedly.

Jiang Qingqing: “???”

Gan Yuan was smart, and she quickly gave advice, saying, "Your Highness has never known any Nanguan Marquis and his wife. Tell them that Your Highness has gone to bed and that you can come another day if you have any other visits. There's no need to make a scene, but don't give them too much face either."

When this attitude was spoken, the maid immediately understood the meaning. She responded promptly, turned around and left in a hurry.

After the outsiders left, Gan Yuan and Gan Lin dared to step aside.

Jiang Qingqing's mouth was full of orange pulp. She chewed it for a few times and then said incoherently: "That damn Chi family! Here they come again! Does this princess owe him a debt?"

She turned around angrily and stared at the yard, as if there was a member of the Chi family in the yard and she wanted to go up and beat him up with her own hands.

Xiao Linting placed the remaining clean orange pulp on the table, picked up the handkerchief that had been prepared beside him, and wiped his fingertips slowly and methodically.

In his every gesture, he still has the demeanor of a noble young man from the capital.

He raised his eyelids and looked at the two maids beside him.

"Has the Chi family been causing trouble for Your Highness recently?" His voice was lowered, but it contained a bit more majesty and coldness.

It makes people feel nervous.

Gan Yuan and Gan Lin did not dare to hide it, and wanted to speak up for His Highness, so they quickly picked out the important and aggrieved points of what had happened in the past few days and told them all at once.

Xiao Linting had actually heard all of this from Yingzhu, and after a rough comparison, he found that Gan Yuan and Gan Lin had slightly exaggerated their descriptions.

But he was very satisfied.

The two people were protecting her, which was his original purpose in sending these two people to Jiang Qingqing.

"Take this token and go to the Princess's Mansion to find the Princess and ask her to come to the Mansion."

Gan Yuan walked forward swiftly, took the token in his hand, turned around and hurried out the back door.

Xiao Linting stood up, calmly brushed off the wrinkles on his brocade clothes, and reached out towards Jiang Qingqing.

Jiang Qingqing pouted her lips and looked back at the emperor's uncle with grievance, then looked at the broad palm stretched out to her, and she put her hand on it without thinking.

"Uncle, without you here, the Chi family always bullies me!" she complained aggrievedly.

[My backer is back! This time I won’t just beat him up again. If I don’t destroy the Chi family, I won’t be called Jiang Qingqing!]

His broad palm held the delicate and boneless little hand in his, and his thin lips curled up slightly.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I came back this time to help Your Highness deal with some minor troubles."

Gan Lin stood aside, watching the two people holding hands, and suddenly her face turned red.

She looked away guiltily, her lips tightly pursed into a line, but she couldn't suppress the urge to raise the corners of her mouth.

Sweet, too sweet.

This is a natural hand-holding action! Sister Gan Yuan shouldn't run so fast! ! She'll eat this candy first as a token of respect!

Xiao Linting turned his head to look at Gan Lin, and found that the maid was looking up at the beams and grinning foolishly.

He was silent for a moment, then said, "Go to the front hall and let those two people in."