The Prime Minister's Mansion has a very advantageous geographical location, and Hongmen Dawa is very magnificent. Although it is a bit shabby compared to the Princess' Mansion, it is still considered outstanding among the ministers.
When the doormen saw that it was the eldest princess' carriage, they all looked at each other and thought to themselves that it had finally arrived.
During the time when the eldest princess was in a coma, the mansion was finally relatively peaceful. When she woke up, he came looking for her as expected.
"Greetings to the Princess. I will report this to the Prime Minister right away."
Wen Yu lifted the car curtain and said, "No need, I'm not here to see him. Is the Minister of Rites here with Lin Yuzhi?"
The concierge was stunned by the question.
Liu Chun said dissatisfiedly: "The princess is asking you a question, why are you in a daze? Do you want to lose your head?"
The doorman immediately knelt down and said with great fear and trepidation, "Reporting to the Princess, the Minister of Rites is indeed here."
Wen Yu nodded: "Get up, no need to inform me, just take me in."
He jumped off the carriage and relaxed his shoulders, "This prison is really far from the Prime Minister's Mansion."
"Lu Ren, let's go."
Only then did Lu Ren lean forward and get off the carriage.
He handed the mirror that Wen Yu had accidentally forgotten to her, "Princess, your bronze mirror is your lifeblood."
Wen Yu took a look and took out another one from her arms.
She shook it and said with a smile, "I still have some on me. I put it in the carriage as a spare. You can put it back."
Lu Ren: ...
Wen Yu smiled and teased, "You said it's your lifeblood, so I have to prepare a few more, right?"
Lu Ren had a strange expression on his face: "As long as the princess is happy, it's all fine. I am doing this for no reason."
"No, no, that's very thoughtful. It's really great progress. Keep up the good work!"
The doorman's ears pricked up and his heart was pounding. What was going on? It was so strange.
At this time, Lin Yuzhi appeared outside the Prime Minister's Mansion.
This figure and appearance were so eye-catching that Wen Yu noticed it almost instantly.
"Greetings, Princess. Why didn't the princess ask the concierge to inform you? This makes me lose my manners."
Wen Yu put the mirror back into her pocket and coughed, "I'm not here to look for you. The Minister of Rites and his son are with you. I'm here to look for them. Just pretend I don't exist."
Just as he finished speaking, the Minister of Rites appeared with his son. The two of them were panting, as if they had run all the way here, but they tried their best to hold their breath: "Your humble servant, huh... greets the Princess."
Wen Yu didn't look at him, but looked at the chubby boy next to him and asked, "Are you Qin Weian?"
It was the first time that Qin Weian saw the legendary princess and he was completely stunned.
The Minister of Rites, Lord Qin, tugged at Qin Weian and shouted in a low voice: "You little bastard, why don't you reply to the princess!"
Qin Weian finally came back to his senses and said, "Princess, I am Qin Weian."
Wen Yu pulled Lu Ren's arm and walked straight to the Prime Minister's Mansion. "That's right. Come in. It's time for dinner. Lin Yuzhi, please prepare some good wine and food."
Lu Ren was pulled forward by Wen Yu and was stunned for a moment.
He lowered his eyes to look at his grabbed arm, and felt a strange heat spreading from his fingertips to his entire arm, and then quickly spread to his whole body.
But Wen Yu didn't seem to care at all. She just pulled it casually, and her expression was as natural as it could be.
However, Lu Ren's hands and feet seemed inexplicably unnatural.
The efficiency of the Prime Minister's Mansion was very good. Perhaps it was because it was time for dinner. As soon as Wen Yu sat down, maids came in carrying plates.
"Please sit down, everyone, sit down. How can I eat if you stand here and watch me?"
After hearing Wen Yu's words, the three of them slowly sat down, and the greetings came late.
Voices of "Prime Minister", "General", and "Minister" came straight to Wen Yu's face.
Wen Yu: ...
After tasting a few bites of the dishes that interested her, Wen Yu praised, "It's delicious. Stop chatting and eat quickly. It won't taste good if it gets cold."
Only then did they start to eat.
Wen Yu glanced at Qin Weian imperceptibly and raised her eyebrows.
Then he put a piece of milk tofu into Lu Ren's bowl and said with a smile: "This is delicious, you try it."
Before he could react, she picked up another piece of beef and put it in his bowl, "This is delicious too, I just tasted it, you try it."
"And this, this, and this..."
The dishes in Lu Ren's bowl kept piling up higher and higher, and some of them spilled out.
When Lord Qin, the Minister of Rites, saw this scene, there was something wrong in his eyes.
He stole a glance at the prime minister who looked calm, then glanced at the general who had an expressionless face, and began to murmur in his heart.
Isn’t the eldest princess obsessed with the Prime Minister?
Why was he so cold and indifferent to the Prime Minister at the table, not saying a word, but was so enthusiastic towards General Lu who had just been recalled to the capital?
Could the rumor be wrong?
But the princess had clearly made a statement in front of all the civil and military officials that she must take down the prime minister...
How strange!
Wen Yu was picking up food very enthusiastically. When she saw that her bowl was full, she urged with a smile: "Why are you looking at me? Eat."
Lu Ren: ...
At this moment, Wen Yu suddenly turned around and asked Qin Weian with concern: "Xiao Qin, how does the food in the Prime Minister's Mansion taste?"
Qin Weian put down his chopsticks with a chubby face and said hurriedly: "Princess, it's delicious."
"Yeah, if it tastes good, eat more."
After that, he changed the subject, "Is it better than the one in the brothel?"
Qin Weian replied: "It tastes much better than the brothel..."
Before he finished speaking, Qin Weian's chubby face turned pale and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.
The table fell silent.
Wen Yu didn't seem to notice the weird atmosphere, and smiled and said, "It's much better than the one in the brothel, right? Then can you tell me what the food in the brothel tastes like? Which is the most delicious dish? I'm really curious."
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