Lin Yuzhi stood there, looking unattainable, like an immortal banished in the rain, but for some reason he felt like he wanted to say something but couldn't.
Most people would probably feel itchy when seeing him like this.
But Wen Yu is an extraordinary person, even more extraordinary than the ordinary one.
But she blinked and gave her advice very honestly: "Although it's very handsome, Lin Yuzhi, it's raining, and the eaves of the princess's mansion can actually shelter you from the rain. Are you acting in some large-scale ancient puppet show?"
Lin Yuzhi held the umbrella and smiled slightly. The most effective method he could use now was to make use of his beauty at all times, and it was obviously useful.
He walked forward slowly and said, "Your humble servant respectfully welcomes the princess back to the capital."
He saw the other three people in the carriage and paused before saying, "Thank you for your hard work, my three lords."
Jiang Qi, Yue Lingfeng and Yu said at the same time: "Greetings, Prime Minister."
No matter what the relationship between Prime Minister Lin and the princess is, they still have to discuss their official positions separately.
The atmosphere inexplicably became stagnant.
Bajie looked left and right, and seeing that Wen Yu looked calm, he couldn't help but put his hands together and said, "Amitabha."
This sentence broke the silence.
Liuchun jumped off the car frame holding an umbrella and protected Wen Yu all the way into the princess's mansion.
"Now that we are here, let's have a meal together."
Wen Yu did not name any names, but the three of them tacitly assumed that they were included.
Sometimes not asking is a kind of wisdom.
Only Bajie asked, "Princess, where is this poor monk?"
Wen Yu looked back at him, as if thinking seriously: "Well...if you don't want to eat, you don't have to. After all, there is no vegetarian food in the Princess's Mansion."
Bajie laughed when he heard this: "That's exactly what I want. When have I ever eaten vegetarian food? I can't eat that."
Jiang Qi and the other two looked at Bajie.
Wen Yu: ...
That’s right. After all, when I first met Bajie, he was roasting a delicious chicken.
After returning to the inner courtyard, Wen Yu took a shower immediately, and her skirt was somewhat wet by the rain.
Only four men and a wine-drinking monk were left sitting at the table in silence.
In fact, Yue Lingfeng and Jiang Qi both wanted to help with the bathing, but the princess did not mention it. In the presence of outsiders, they still had to observe some etiquette, although everyone present knew that this etiquette was useless.
At this time, the talkative Bajie also became very quiet, closed his eyes, and silently turned the Buddhist beads in his hands.
Once Yu Yi put on the mask, he became a man of few words. Unless he had to, he might not even say ten sentences a day.
What's more, it was the first time for him to sit at the same table with Jiang Qi and others. Although he couldn't take off his mask to dine with them and could only be a guest, this was something he had never dared to think about before.
In the past, he would watch from the dark and make notes in a small notebook.
And now, perhaps one day soon, he will write down his own actions in a small notebook with his own hands.
After Liu Qiu and Liu Xia served the tea, they secretly took a look and quickly left.
There were five men sitting at one table, and there was almost no room left.
The two looked at each other and wondered if they should consider getting a bigger table...
And when the adults don't speak, the feeling of oppression is really strong.
Liu Xia said: "I will arrange it tomorrow and change to a bigger table."
Liu Qiu agreed: "I think so too. There won't be enough room for one more person. How big should we get it?"
"Can it seat ten people?"
"It should be able to accommodate ten men over 1.80 meters tall with broad shoulders, narrow waists and abdominal muscles!"
"Okay Liu Qiu, you've learned bad things from the princess!" Liu Xia covered her mouth and laughed, "It has to be the princess. So many adults are controlled by the princess. If it were me, I would definitely be the one controlled by her."
Liu Qiu shook his head and said, "That's you. I learned a lot from the princess."
Liu Xia: ...
"Me too! I also learned a lot from the princess! You haven't learned as much as I have!"
In the silent room, it was Lin Yuzhi who spoke first: "Thank you, Lord Jiang and Lord Yue, for coming out of the city to welcome the princess."
Jiang Qi took a sip of tea and said, "Mr. Prime Minister, I really want to do this, so why would I say it's hard work?"
Yue Lingfeng also said: "Lord Jiang is right. The Prime Minister's words are very serious. This is my duty. I didn't expect... that you would wait in front of the princess's mansion."
"Yeah." Lin Yuzhi tapped the teacup with his fingertips, saying calmly, "Because I also yearn for it."
But he was not bold enough to leave the city to meet the princess. He always tried to find the right measure, a measure that would not make the princess feel that he was being too persistent, but was just right.
Jiang Qi and Yue Lingfeng didn't speak again.
Bajie quietly opened his eyes a little, glanced at the three people, then closed them again and pretended nothing had happened.
After Wen Yu finished her bath, the small kitchen was almost ready and delicious dishes were placed on the table.
Wen Yu, who had just finished bathing, had a bare face. Her face was delicate and smooth without any makeup, and had a faint pink complexion, a kind of natural beauty.
Her hair was casually tied up with a hairpin, and her black hair fell behind her like a waterfall, with a hint of moisture and floral fragrance still lingering around her.
She stretched and lazily sat in the main seat. Noticing their gazes, she raised her eyebrows slightly: "What are you looking at? Is there food on my face?"
Bajie, who had been silent the whole time, spoke up at this moment: "Princess, have you ever heard of the phrase 'beauty is a feast to the eyes'?"
"Of course." Wen Yu looked around the table, counting from Jiang Qi to Yue Lingfeng, and then to Yu Yi.
When she passed by Lin Yu, she raised her eyebrows, "Aren't there four hard dishes in front of me? The rice seems to be more fragrant."
The four main dishes made me happy in different ways.
Only Bajie was dissatisfied: "Have you forgotten that there is a pretty poor monk at the table?"
Wen Yu: "Eat, eat, then go home and sleep."
Bajie: ...
In fact, Mingjing has a very impressive face, but it is useless because he is a monk.
He is a monk who is both foul-mouthed and a highly accomplished monk.
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