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The Prince of Zhen'an's Mansion has been very strange these days, because the prince is in high spirits, while the princess looks unhappy.
It was embarrassing, but she didn't lose her temper. She would just blush and leave the table first whenever she saw the prince. This was the case for both lunch and dinner.
This caused many maids and servants in the mansion to speculate that the prince had offended the princess. You know, after Qin Yuyao entered the mansion, nothing had happened except for drastic measures.
Such a kind master was something that many people outside the palace could only hope for. It was said that many people in the steward's office were trying to find a job through the backdoor in the Prince of Zhen'an's palace.
Qin Yuyao put the trimmed lotus in front of her into a white porcelain vase, taking advantage of the fact that the curled green lotus leaves looked very beautiful.
Seeing her sit down at the stone table, Jin Yu hurried forward to pour water: "Miss, isn't it a good thing that you and the prince are together? You liked the prince before, and now that you and the prince are in love, isn't that what you want?"
The two men's little tricks these days have been seen clearly by their personal maids.
Hearing this, Qin Yuyao shook her head and sighed deeply: "I'm just shy."
Suddenly, Qingyu, who had been silent and eavesdropping on the side, laughed, and Jinyu couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
It turned out that the young lady was shy, which was really different from her usual style. In the past, she could speak frankly about everything, never caring about shyness or trivial matters.
Seeing the two of them laughing so hard that tears were streaming down their cheeks, Qin Yuyao hung her head in frustration. Luan Zhengya must have noticed she was shy, as she had been restraining herself from talking about what happened that night for the past few days.
But the look in his eyes when he looked at her was always like a hook, and the emotions in his eyes were like a full moon overflowing with many emotions. Seeing her, her mouth was dry and her heart was beating like a drum.
In the past, she always watched Luan Zhengya's actions and admired his appearance. Whenever her eyes met his, she would turn away embarrassedly without waiting for him to speak.
Thinking about it now, he must have already fallen in love with her back then? Or perhaps Luan Zhengya had already fallen in love with her. The more she thought about it, the deeper it became. All the memories of the past rippled out like ink, swirling in her mind.
Qin Yuyao felt happier and happier, and subconsciously reached out to touch her cheeks, which were indeed hot.
Qingyu, standing nearby, covered her mouth with her hand as she exchanged glances with Jinyu. They stood there, silent, their eyes brimming with amusement. Having grown up with Qin Yuyao, and having watched her and Luan Zhengya accompany each other for that year, they both saw some things more clearly.
He used to be Mr. Luan, and now he is the Prince of Zhen'an. Although his status has changed, the look in the prince's eyes when he looks at the young lady has not changed from beginning to end, and is still affectionate.
The young lady is still worried about her own slowness, or perhaps this is why the prince has been silently waiting for the young lady to discover it herself.
I was worried that the young lady was too slow and had misunderstood my thoughts, so I kept waiting.
The Prince of Zhen'an's mansion offered a unique scene at every step, its many walls merely framing a unique view. From this small frame, Luan Zhengya could see Qin Yuyao, lost in thought in the pavilion.
Seeing her secretly happy, distressed, and sad again, he couldn't help but smile.
After a while, Qin Yuyao reached out and patted her forehead. She patted it so hard that her forehead immediately turned red.
Qingyu and Jinyu on the side had no time to stop her, and Luan Zhengya, who had hurried over from outside the pavilion, reached out and grabbed her arm.
"Why did you hit yourself for no reason?" Luan Zhengya lowered his body and looked at his forehead carefully. He felt relieved when he saw that the red mark gradually disappeared.
He changed his grip from holding her arm to holding her hand and sat down. Seeing her staring at him blankly, he couldn't help but shake his head helplessly. The doting look on his face made Jiang He, Jin Yu and the other two who were watching hurriedly backed away.
Qin Yuyao looked at Luan Zhengya and couldn't help but muttered softly, "I'm angry with myself."
"What are you angry about? Tell me, I'll give you an idea." Luan Zhengya simply stretched out her hand and completely wrapped it around hers.
"I say, I actually ignored you for so long and thought I had hidden my secret love for you very well." Qin Yuyao opened her eyes wide and looked at Luan Zhengya.
Looking at her pair of clear eyes, her expression was unexpectedly cute: "It's good now. Our Yuyao has slowly learned a lot of things. Even I, as her teacher, am surprised. Isn't it normal for feelings to learn slowly?"
As he spoke, Luan Zhengya reached out and touched her head.
Suddenly, Qin Yuyao felt like she couldn't say a word. The depression she'd felt in the past few days vanished. She stared at Luan Zhengya for a long time, then suddenly threw herself into his arms.
"As expected of a master, you know so much." Qin Yuyao buried her head in his arms and said sullenly.
Hearing her coquettish tone, Luan Zhengya's smile became even gentler: "You are my only disciple. If you are unhappy in the future, remember to ask me first."
"Okay." Qin Yuyao answered quickly, pulling Luan Zhengya's sleeves with both hands and shaking them.
*
The envoys' team from the grassland was surprisingly long, and the midday sun was too strong, so the team soon stopped in a small wood.
On the carriage in the center of the procession, a slender hand lifted the curtain. The maid who had been fetching water outside hurried forward and said, "Princess, why are you out? The sun is scorching outside. Don't let yourself get tanned."
The woman called the princess, upon hearing this, lifted the curtain even more in dissatisfaction: "When I was riding across the grasslands before, I didn't mind the strong sun. Now, on the way to the capital of the Sheng Dynasty, I am suffocating all the way."
Hearing the princess say this, the maid looked around in fear, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that everyone was resting and drinking water.
Patting his chest, he said, "Princess, they're almost here. I heard from Lord Sa that they'll arrive in Shengjing in five days. You'll have to meet that prince then. If you marry him, you'll enjoy wealth and glory, which will be much more comfortable than living on the grasslands!"
As the maid spoke, her expression was filled with longing, but the only response she got was the sound of the carriage curtain being suddenly thrown down.
*
In the study of Prince Zhen'an's Mansion, Qin Yuyao is still able to enter and leave Luan Zhengya's study freely. Even the guards at the door now just greet her and no longer ask any other questions when they see her.
After carefully looking through the public account books of the Prince of Zhen'an's mansion, Qin Yuyao sighed softly. Seeing this, Jin Yu hurried forward and put away her writing brush. "Miss, you've been reading all morning. Why don't you go outside and rest for a while?"
Hearing this, Qin Yuyao nodded and stood up from the chair. However, as she moved her feet, she noticed that something seemed to have been bumped under the desk.
There was a crisp sound of "dong!"
She blinked, and although she felt it was a little strange to look at it again, curiosity prompted her to bend down and take a look, but the light under the desk was a little dim and she couldn't see clearly.
Seeing this, she simply reached out and took the thing out, then was stunned.
Isn't this her lost wood carving? She had searched for it for a long time in the Right Prime Minister's residence, but couldn't find it. Now she saw it in Luan Zhengya's study, and suddenly she was enlightened.
"Miss! Isn't this the wood sculpture you lost!" Jin Yu recognized it at a glance. After all, another wood sculpture opposite this one was still placed on Qin Yuyao's dressing table.
After pondering for a moment, Qin Yuyao openly put the lost and found wood sculpture into her arms, and an idea came to her mind as soon as her eyes turned.
When the two came out of the study, they met Qingyu who came to look for someone.
Qingyu bowed hastily before speaking, "Miss, the Right Prime Minister's Mansion sent someone over. It's Zhao Yi, the man who previously managed the shop."
Seeing Qingyu looked a little flustered, Qin Yuyao's face darkened, but she still said calmly: "Just go over there."
When they were almost near her own dormitory, Qin Yuyao whispered, "But what happened to Zhao Yi?"
Qingyu nodded. "Miss, it seems that Zhao Yi was beaten by Madam Lin and the master, so he was thrown out and sent to you. She said that Madam Lin would send someone to deliver the money in three days, but Zhao Yi was disrespectful, so he was punished."
As they were talking, the three of them had already arrived in the yard. Lying in the middle was Zhao Yi, bleeding from two streams. Seeing her coming, he stretched out his hand and said tremblingly, "Princess, this is my fault. Please save me."
After saying this, Zhao Yi began to sob and wail, so much so that the blood from his thighs seemed to flow out again.
Seeing this, Qin Yuyao glanced at Jin Yu and said, "Send him away and find a doctor to cure him."
"Yes, Miss." Jin Yu quickly called a few servants and took the people out of Prince Zhen'an's Mansion through the back door.
"Qingyu, go outside and ask for some information. See how many people have seen what Madam Lin did." Qin Yuyao sat upright on a chair in the yard, her eyes fixed on the ornamental vines that were still green.
Qingyu took the order and retreated. He quickly got rid of the maids who were sprinkling water outside, and only Qin Yuyao was left in the yard.
If nothing unexpected happens, people outside will probably say that she is petty. Thinking of this, Qin Yuyao rested her right hand on her forehead and fell into deep thought.
*
Mrs. Lin looked at Qin Wenxin, who was acting on her own initiative and looked very proud at the moment, and shook her head helplessly.
"Your father didn't even get any benefits in the court for this matter, so how could you just beat and kill him? And even send him to Prince Zhen'an's mansion in person? You are so stupid." Mrs. Lin was rarely angry, only because her daughter had been spoiled since she was a child, and now she was doing things more and more without any rules.
Originally thinking that he was venting his mother's anger and himself at the same time, Qin Wenxin was immediately unhappy when he heard such an evaluation from his mother.
He muttered, "You're wrong about this. But you're the elder. How could she be so short of money? I'm going to let the whole of Shengjing know that she's not doing things right!"
It would be best to let Prince Zhen'an understand that marrying Qin Yuyao was an extremely shameful thing. Thinking of this, Qin Wenxin snorted and threw the cake in his mouth back onto the plate.
"Who brought this pastry? It's disgusting and not sweet at all. Forget about your salary this month!" Qin Wenxin said, then stood up and acted coquettishly in front of Mrs. Lin.
She was initially a bit angry, but seeing her daughter so spoiled, Madam Lin could only sigh, "Forget it, it's already been done. We'll see what your father says when the time comes. Even if His Majesty personally agrees to let Qin Yuyao handle it herself, doesn't it still depend on me whether this matter is handled well?"
Even Your Majesty must consider the news from Shengjing and the opinions of the people. Madam Lin, as the wife of the Right Prime Minister, has been very familiar with these tactics over the years.
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