Chapter 117 Princess Anyang
Looking at the plump, white lotus seeds rolling in the soup bowl, Shen Shuwei suddenly thought of her dragging Zhao Yun out of the pond. The first thing he said when he woke up from choking on the water was, "What a pity I cooked the lotus seed and lily soup for the young lady."
Chengfeng was still standing in front of Shen Shuwei, wanting to urge Shen Shuwei to try it, but he didn't have the courage to speak.
Shen Shuwei took the bowl and put it aside under Chengfeng's enthusiastic gaze. He looked up at Zhao Yun, who was sitting at the top of the table. "The prince wants to see the Shen family. Now that he has met them, do you have anything else to tell them?"
Shen Zhang, who was sitting next to Shen Shuwei, shot his gaze at Zhao Yun like two sharp swords, with a look of eagerness.
Zhao Yun smiled and gestured to Chengfeng to take the plate of snacks.
Poor Chengfeng, the famous captain of the Zhechou Army in Liangzhou, was doing the job of a maid serving tea and water here. Chen Shuwei didn't even touch the snacks and tea he brought to him, and left them all aside. He even pointed out to him like an old nanny, saying that these snacks were also made by their prince with great effort.
Shen Shuwei didn't eat it, but Shen Zhang did. In front of Zhao Yun, who was smiling at him, he picked up a piece of cake and threw it into his mouth as if to protest. He chewed it a few times and swallowed it, not forgetting to pull the corner of his lips at Zhao Yun.
"This snack doesn't taste as good as the one from Li's Shop that I bought for my third sister. No wonder she can't eat it."
After saying that, Shen Zhang drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, as if the pastry was choking him and making it difficult to swallow.
Zhao Yun's expression remained calm, without any sign of being angered by Shen Zhang.
Chen Shu frowned slightly and spoke again, "If the prince has nothing to say, then my second brother and I will not disturb him."
"The prince has set his sights on the Shen family." Zhao Yun said suddenly.
Chen Shuwei didn't say anything, and anyone with eyes could see it.
"He instructed the examiner named Wang to leak the test questions, and the person who bought the test questions was also carefully selected." Zhao Yun continued.
Shen Shuwei raised her eyebrows in slight surprise. She hadn't expected that the Shen family would be worth Xiao Chengming's effort.
Zhao Yun took a sip of tea, a smile familiar to Shen Shuwei on his face, but the words he said made everyone present shudder, "Last night, the examiner committed suicide in prison. He banged his head against the wall and died."
Facing Chen Shuwei's frowning gaze, Zhao Yun raised the corners of his lips, "I just want to remind you, young lady, that this fraud case is just a test. Xiao Chengming has been able to sit on the throne for so long, and there are many means behind it that you don't know."
"Instead of—"
"Prince, Princess Anyang is here." A report interrupted Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun glanced at the subordinate calmly, "Tell her to leave. I won't see anyone."
The subordinate looked embarrassed and was about to say something when a fiery red figure appeared behind him.
"Zhao Yun, you're lying. You clearly have guests sitting in the main hall." Anyang pouted and pointed at Shen Shuwei and Shen Zhang. "They can all enter your mansion, so why can't you let me in? When my eldest brother arrives in a few days, I'm going to complain to him."
Anyang finished speaking in one breath, and without caring whether Zhao Yun agreed or not, he sat down in the seat closest to him on Zhao Yun's right.
Shen Shuwei could sense the stubbornness and willfulness in her words, and glanced at her subtly. It was obvious at first glance that she was raised under the careful protection of her family.
"Chengfeng, please ask the princess to leave." Zhao Yun ordered expressionlessly.
Chengfeng looked at Princess Anyang and made a gesture of invitation with his head held high.
As expected, the next second Princess Anyang raised her eyebrows and started to make a scene, "Brother Ziyin and I haven't seen each other for many years. We just met to reminisce about the past. Why are you chasing me away?"
"And who is that person opposite? How can she sit there and drink sweet soup?" Anyang pointed at Chen Shuwei and questioned.
She noticed Chen Shuwei as soon as she came in, and as soon as they met, she felt an inexplicable sense of crisis in her heart.
At this time, the guards who were guarding Anyang also arrived. They were all sent by Jiang Heng to protect Anyang.
Facing Zhao Yun, they were not afraid at all. The murderous aura around them surged like a cold tide, which was only found in people who had crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"Prince Zhao, please forgive my princess if she has offended you. Our prince will personally apologize to you someday."
The leading guard said coldly that this meant that Zhao Yun was not allowed to drive Anyang out and insisted on staying here.
Seeing that someone was backing him up, Anyang felt more confident and raised his chin slightly towards Chen Shu, "Hey, you, bring me that bowl of sweet soup."
When Shen Zhang heard Anyang's domineering attitude, his eyes darkened.
Chen Shuwei smiled good-naturedly and gestured for Chengfeng to take it.
Ride the wind - I dare not ride the wind.
This bowl of sweet soup was made by the prince for Miss Shen. If he served it to Princess Anyang, it would be like an old man hanging himself because he was disappointed with his life.
The chief guard beside Anyang frowned slightly, "Princess, that is someone else's food after all."
Anyang snorted coldly and turned away. Of course she knew that it belonged to the woman opposite. Whatever she wanted, there was nothing she couldn't get in the Northern Frontier.
Of course, even if Chengfeng brought it to her, she wouldn't drink it.
"Didn't you hear what I told you! I want that bowl of sweet soup—"
The light sound of the teacup being placed on the table interrupted Anyang's words. She looked at Zhao Yun, only to see that Zhao Yun's eyes were filled with loneliness and it was difficult to discern his emotions.
"If your prince can't teach my sister, I don't mind doing it for you." Zhao Yun suddenly raised his lips and smiled, "After all, Ayue listens to me very much."
The guard commander's back instantly tensed up, and he quietly placed his hand on the sword at his waist.
Anyang didn't notice anything wrong and fell silent. "Alright, since she won't give it to me, I'll ask Brother Ziyin's kitchen to make me another bowl exactly like it."
After she affectionately called Ziyin "Brother", she looked at Chen Shuwei's expression, but found that Chen Shuwei was calm and there was no change in his expression that she expected.
Anyang felt a little frustrated and couldn't help but glare at Chengfeng in anger, "What are you still standing there for? I want to drink lily and lotus seed soup, why don't you let Brother Ziyin's kitchen staff make it!"
Chengfeng closed his eyes in despair, "It's gone."
Anyang was so angry that he slammed the table and said, "Why is it that I have nothing left? That woman can drink it all!"
"Because I cooked it myself," Zhao Yun said calmly. Seeing Anyang's stunned expression, he sneered, "Do you think you deserve to drink it?"
As soon as Zhao Yun finished speaking, the atmosphere in the main hall suddenly became tense, especially the commander of the guards beside Anyang, who was about to draw his sword.
Anyang was completely unaware of this, her little mouth pouted and she was about to cry out of grievance.
How could Brother Ziyin say that to her? He knew that she had liked him for three years, and he still followed him all the way to Luojing.
Was it that woman? Was it that woman who stole Brother Ziyin's heart?
Anyang glared at Chen Shuwei with red eyes. She had just smiled at him and asked Chengfeng to take away her lotus seed soup. She was clearly pretending! She pretended to be magnanimous and indifferent in front of Brother Ziyin!
If not for this, why would Brother Ziyin scold me? It’s all because of her!
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