Ming Wang pushed his wheelchair to the table, picked up the bun with chopsticks and took a bite.
His movements were graceful and neither hurried nor slow, and even when he was eating a bun with eighteen folds, it did not affect his good manners.
Lan Shuang couldn't help but look at it again and again.
"Um?"
When Lan Shuang took the ninth look, Ming Wang finally couldn't help but look back, "What's wrong?"
Lan Shuang was caught peeping, but she didn't feel guilty at all. She smiled and swallowed the last bit of tofu pudding in her mouth. "Nothing, I just think it's pleasing to watch the prince eat."
She spoke so naturally that Ming Wang was stunned.
Yu Xiao and Yu Heng in the back looked at each other, and Yu Heng raised his eyebrows: This princess is quite cunning.
Yu Xiao: ...
Yu Heng: What does she mean?
Yu Xiao: ...
Yu Heng frowned and blinked: Are you poisoned and mute?
Yu Xiao glared at him.
Yu Heng: ...
Yu Heng, who had hit a wall with frustration, looked up at the sky helplessly. Was he the only one who understood in this mansion?
"I'm done eating, please enjoy your meal, Your Highness."
Lan Shuang wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and Mian Xiang immediately handed her tea. Lan Shuang took it but did not use it immediately.
Ming Wang didn’t eat much. He was full after two buns and a bowl of tofu pudding.
Lan Shuang then picked up the teacup and rinsed her mouth, and Ming Wang did the same.
After the two of them had packed up, Yu Heng said, "Your Majesty, Princess, the carriage is ready, and the gifts are on it."
"Wait, you prepared gifts?"
Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Ming Wang.
Ming Wang looked at her in confusion: "Hmm?"
Lan Shuang shook her head and said to Heng, "Take everything down. You don't need to prepare anything. You don't need to send anything to the Duke of Ying's Mansion in the future."
"This..." Yu Heng looked embarrassed. "After all, they are the princess's family. Wouldn't it be easy to get criticized if we do this?"
"My family?" Lan Shuang stood up and supported Bi Qing's hand, gathering the shawl around her arm. She said calmly, "Giving birth and raising a child is called my family. Giving birth but not raising them, finding them but not wanting to take responsibility, what kind of family are they? I didn't disobey the order and cause their family to be thrown into prison. I've already done my best."
Yu Heng was speechless.
Prince Ming glanced at him and waved his hand: "Do as the princess says."
"yes."
Yu Heng hurried out and asked someone to move the things down.
Lan Shuang went out before Ming Wang. After all, they were going to pretend to be at odds with each other. What was the point of leaving together?
Bi Qing held her hand. When they passed by the garden, they saw the two maids from the last selection picking flowers. They were dressed quite delicately. She couldn't help but frowned: "What are they doing here? They are not big maids. Why are they dressed so conspicuously?"
Lan Shuang followed her gaze and smiled without saying anything.
What else can I do? Wait for a chance encounter with the King of Light. After all, I'm a spy. How can I gather information without getting close to the King of Light?
"Xiao Baba, who are these two?"
888: "Oh, they are the Queen's people, or you could say the Emperor's people. Anyway, this couple is of the same mind."
"No wonder the Prince of Ming kept them even though he knew they were spies, and didn't give them a chance to get close to him. It turns out they are the Emperor's men."
Lan Shuang knew what was going on and said to Bi Qing, "Why bother with them? You're the head maid, and what are their status? Wouldn't it be demeaning to bother with these things?"
Bi Qing agreed and nodded in agreement: "Yes, I will remember the princess's teachings."
After saying that, she supported Lan Shuang and straightened her back.
…
There was a large carriage parked outside the palace, which looked very luxurious. Lan Shuang held Bi Qing's hand and went up first. Prince Ming lagged behind a few steps and was pushed out by Yu Xiao. He had a gloomy face and his mood was clearly written on his face.
The onlookers saw this and whispered to each other.
Cannon Fodder A: "Hey, today is the day when the princess returns home, right? Look at the prince's face, tsk tsk tsk - so ugly."
Passerby B: "Isn't it said that the prince is the most arrogant and fearless? If you don't want to, why go?"
An insider said: "I heard that the prince went to the palace on his own before, and the emperor reprimanded him a few times. I guess he was giving the emperor face?"
Lecherous: "Alas, what a pity for such a beautiful lady like the princess."
The man spoke so sincerely and so loudly that Ming Wang, who had just gotten on the carriage, heard it all.
He glanced at Lan Shuang beside him with an ambiguous look.
Lan Shuang didn't look at him. Instead, she took out a storybook from her bosom and began to read it with relish.
Prince Ming: "..."
Is he a bit redundant?
But it was better that Lan Shuang didn't say anything, because King Ming just looked at her openly.
Her eyebrows were drooping, her eyelashes were long and thick like a small fan, her black hair was like clouds, piled lazily behind her head, revealing a white, slender and smooth neck like solidified fat.
Following this graceful line upwards is her profile, as smooth and delicate as jade.
She is indeed very beautiful. There is no one else like her in the whole of Kyoto. The Duke of England probably took her back because of her beauty.
It is perfect for marriage.
Ming Wang pondered, his eyes gradually dimming.
Lan Shuang seemed calm, but she was actually complaining to 888 behind his back: "Why is he staring at me all the time? Isn't he tired? I'm tired of this posture."
888: "Hmm... he seems to have wandered off."
"What?" Lan Shuang gritted her teeth: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
She exhaled lightly, turned around and leaned against the wall of the car, facing Ming Wang. She didn't believe that he had the nerve to keep staring at her in this position!
As it turned out, he really had the nerve.
Ming Wang seemed to be competing with her. Every time she moved, he moved too. He just stared at her, as if he wanted to stare flowers out of her face with his eyes.
Lan Shuang felt like her face was on fire. She could no longer bear it. She sighed, put down the notebook in her hand, and asked with despair, "Your Highness, what are you reading?"
Ming Wang chuckled, lowered his eyelids, and then raised them again, "I thought you could pretend forever, but I didn't expect you to stop pretending so soon."
Lan Shuang really wanted to roll her eyes. What’s wrong with this man?
"Then what can I do for you, Your Majesty?"
Lan Shuang asked sincerely, but Ming Wang shook his head: "Oh, nothing."
Lan Shuang: “…”
She gritted her teeth and tried to keep smiling: "Oh, then please turn back, my face hurts."
As she spoke, she shook the notebook to vent her anger, but this shake actually attracted the attention of King Ming.
Ming Wang lowered his eyes and glanced, and his gaze suddenly froze.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and read aloud: "The prince's slender fingers slipped into the beautiful woman's clothes, and then he revealed a wicked smile. The beautiful woman shyly lowered her eyes, let out a coquettish cry, and hooked her fingers under the prince's belt, saying softly: 'I have longed for you, my prince...'"
Lan Shuang: “!”
She opened her eyes wide and slammed the notebook shut. She slammed it so hard that it made a "snap" sound, as if it had been slapped in the face.
An invisible figure scolded her: "I told you not to read a coloring book like this in a carriage! You deserve it!"
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