Chapter 40 Don’t think that just because your grandfather is the Duke of Protectorate, this prince won’t touch you!
An Yi was leading Lan Xiyue through the corridors of the palace.
An Yi thought to himself: This Miss Lan is a rare woman that the master doesn't dislike.
An Yi couldn't help but speculate that perhaps in the near future, Miss Lan would become the mistress of their Regent's Palace. Therefore, he became more respectful, fearing any neglect.
As An Yi walked, he enthusiastically introduced the pavilions and towers in the palace, with a hint of flattery in his words.
Lan Xiyue listened to An Yi's introduction, feeling somewhat puzzled. Why did she sense a hint of flattery? Was it just her imagination?
Mo Liyuan is such a cold person, but his secret guards are so talkative.
If An Yi knew what Lan Xiyue was thinking at this moment, he would definitely cry out in injustice. If it were someone else, he wouldn't bother to pay attention at all. Okay.
After passing through the winding corridor, the two came to the front hall.
A table full of sumptuous meals had already been prepared in the hall, the aroma was so fragrant that it made one's mouth water.
The palace's steward had already received the news and was now coming to greet them with a smile on his face.
"Miss Lan, please wash your hands with warm water before eating." The butler's words were respectful and enthusiastic, as if he was welcoming a distinguished guest.
Their prince rarely invites women to dine in his mansion. The empress dowager has always hoped that the prince can marry a princess so that the mansion has a hostess and it will be more lively. However, their prince just doesn't like any woman.
Lan Xiyue looked around and found that except for her, everyone in the palace was a man.
She couldn't help but ask curiously, "How come your palace doesn't even have a little maid?"
Upon hearing this, the housekeeper smiled and explained, "Our prince doesn't like to be served by women, so there are no maids in the mansion. If Miss Lan has any instructions, please tell this old servant."
Lan Xiyue was even more surprised when she heard this. In her impression, didn't the ancients all like beautiful women? They often had three wives and four concubines, hugging each other left and right.
It is really strange that there is not even a maid in the Regent's Mansion.
She couldn't help but mutter in her heart: "System, this Regent is not a homosexual, right?"
System: "Host, this is something you need to explore on your own. This system doesn't know."
After washing my hands, the housekeeper immediately handed me a clean white handkerchief with a smile.
Lan Xiyue took the handkerchief awkwardly, wiped her hands, and then put it aside.
For some reason, she always felt a little uncomfortable here.
However, hunger soon took over her thoughts.
She walked to the table and was about to pick up the dishes when she found that the housekeeper was looking at her with a chrysanthemum-like smile on his face.
Although the smile was warm, it seemed a little too exaggerated and weird to Lan Xiyue.
She felt even more uncomfortable, muttering to herself, "What's wrong with this housekeeper? Why is he smiling like a chrysanthemum and staring at me?"
Although she felt a little uncomfortable, Lan Xiyue still forced herself to endure the discomfort and started eating.
She found that the food in this palace was extremely delicious. Every dish was exquisitely prepared and delicious, leaving a lasting impression. As she savored the food, she secretly admired it in her heart and quickly ignored the housekeeper's burning gaze.
During the meal, the butler was always serving by the side, with a "chrysanthemum" smile on his face.
Finally, the meal was over, Lan Xiyue put down her bowl and chopsticks and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Miss Lan, are you full? I'll ask the kitchen staff to serve some exquisite snacks."
Lan Xiyue's mouth twitched. The butler's smile gave her goosebumps. Ever since she came in here, he had been smiling at her. Wasn't his face frozen yet?
The people in the Regent's Palace are really weird. The master is an ice cube, and his subordinates are a little too enthusiastic. It's weird no matter how you look at it.
Lan Xiyue burped and said, "No, I'm a little full."
"Miss Lan, are you full? How can that be? How about I take Miss Lan to the garden to help digest the food?"
"Well... no need. Well, I'll go back first." After Lan Xiyue finished speaking, she stood up and hurried out.
The housekeeper quickly followed, "Miss Lan, this old servant will take you there."
Lan Xiyue walked faster.
The butler trotted all the way to the gate of the mansion. Lan Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief and hurried out. The butler waved his hand and said, "Miss Lan, please come to the mansion for dinner when you have time!"
Lan Xiyue staggered. No, there must be something wrong with this butler!
Lan Xiyue hurriedly left the majestic and heavy vermilion lacquer gate of the Regent's Palace and plunged into the bustling city.
Seeing the pharmacy, Lan Xiyue walked in without hesitation and bought some medicinal herbs.
At this moment, when she stood at the deserted alley and put the herbs in her hand into the space one by one, she felt that the five thousand points were worth it, which made things much more convenient for her.
After walking out of the alley, Lan Xiyue decided to walk around for a while before going home.
At this moment, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded beside his ears: "Lan Xiyue?"
She stopped and looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a young man in fine clothes standing opposite her. He was tall and straight, with a handsome face and an air of arrogance between his brows.
Lan Xiyue recalled the memories in her mind. Oh my god, this was the prince that the original owner Lan Xiyue had been obsessed with - Mo Yufeng.
The crown prince was the second child in the family. As he was the legitimate son and was greatly favored by the emperor, he was named crown prince by the emperor very early on.
The person next to Mo Yufeng is the eldest prince - Mo Jicang, the son of Concubine De. Concubine De is famous in the harem for not fighting or competing, and always follows the lead of the empress, so the eldest prince has a good relationship with the prince.
Lan Xiyue was puzzled. Logically, the eldest prince was the eldest son, but he didn't have the right to inherit the throne, so the position of crown prince was out of his reach. Was his relationship with the crown prince really that good? Was he pretending or something? It had nothing to do with her.
Lan Xiyue carefully studied Crown Prince Mo Yufeng, secretly complaining in her heart: "While this Crown Prince may be handsome, he's not so detestable as to be hated by both humans and gods, is he? He's nothing compared to the Regent. The original owner's taste is not very good. Why did she like him?"
Just as Lan Xiyue was secretly judging in her heart, Mo Jicang beside her also noticed her change.
His eyes lit up, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Hey, Miss Lan, why do you feel different today? Did you find out that the prince is going to Tianxiang Restaurant today, so you are eager to follow him again!
Don't mention it, Miss Lan doesn't have that exaggerated makeup today, and she's wearing that colorful dress, she looks pretty good like this." As he said this, he gently nudged Mo Yufeng with his elbow.
"You say so, Prince?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Yufeng frowned slightly and his eyes pierced Lan Xiyue like a knife.
There was a hint of impatience and disgust in his voice: "Lan Xiyue, no matter what you become, this prince hates you. Last time, this prince warned you not to bother me again. Don't you understand? Don't think that just because your grandfather is the Duke of Huguo, this prince will not touch you."
Lan Xiyue couldn't help but feel a nameless fire rising in her heart when she heard these cold words.
When she thought about the original owner who had her head broken and died because of a push from this damn prince, she felt that this damn prince was a piece of shit. Now that she had occupied this body, she naturally wanted to avenge the original owner.
System: "Host, the mall has updated its items! New prank powders such as Itch Powder, Snot Powder, Cry and Laugh Powder, etc. are now available for purchase!"
Lan Xiyue took a look and was surprised. Wow, one hundred points. These would be easy for her to make, but she didn’t have them now.
"System, as long as you don't poison anyone to death, you won't deduct merit, right? Give me a bottle of itching powder, snot powder, and cry-laugh powder."
System: "Master, as long as you don't use your medical skills to harm others, your merits will not be deducted! Now the exchange is successful. 300 points will be deducted, and the host still has 16,250 points."
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