The next time I saw Lu Qingyan, he had already become the top scorer in the imperial examination and was riding a horse in a parade through the streets.
At that time, Yangyang had forgotten about Lu Qingyan's existence. When she heard that there was something exciting outside, she hurried back to greet the princess and asked her to stretch her muscles and go out for a walk.
When Yu Huan went out, he happened to pass by the Princess's Mansion.
The streets were full of people, all out to see the number one scholar. The crowd was crowded, and with someone leading the way, the scene was quite extraordinary.
He was dressed in red with a red flower on his collar. The flower was eye-catching and he was handsome and elegant, full of energy and vigor.
When he was closest to her, he glanced at her gently.
Then the sound of horses' hooves hitting the ground faded away, like a gust of wind. The noise passed in a moment, and the crowd gradually dispersed.
Yangyang worriedly helped Yu Huan back.
Yu Huan couldn't understand what she was so taboo about.
Although he is the top scholar, her status as the eldest princess is not bad either, so there is no need to worry.
When they returned to the mansion, they happened to see a familiar servant bringing in another basket of spring bamboo shoots. Without asking, they knew it was from Meng Huaping.
After she got out, she first opened a small stall selling wontons. Because of her good skills, she soon had a group of regular customers.
Later, he started selling some seasonal snacks together. As the number of customers increased, the stall was always crowded, so he set up another stall and hired two people to help.
Later, he saved a considerable amount of money, rented the best land in Beijing, opened a restaurant, and his business became better and better.
Meng Huaping would always collect some fresh ingredients, and if she found something good, she would send it to Yu Huan. She had previously sent loquats, peaches, and the qingtuan (green rice dumplings) she made herself.
The spring bamboo shoots are the freshest and most tender at this time. Take them to the kitchen and make a plate of braised spring bamboo shoots in oil. It is so delicious.
Rouqiu sat on a small chair, propped up his two short legs, with his head held high and chest puffed out, waiting for Yu Huan to feed him.
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It's another flower viewing party.
Yu Huan had no intention of going. The concubine knew that she had seldom gone out recently and felt that she would be unhappy if she stayed in seclusion all day, so she sent several groups of people to call her.
Yu Huan carried Rouqiu over, intending to make a scene at the banquet and then go to the Dowager's Palace to talk.
As they walked into the hall, Rouqiu twisted and turned in Yangyang's arms, making a fuss about getting off the ground.
It would follow people, and Yu Huan thought it wanted to walk by itself, but the little guy ran over and fluttered at her skirt.
As she walked forward, it followed her and pounced on her relentlessly.
It took him a while to realize that he seemed to want her to hold him.
Everyone was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Yu Huan squatted down, rubbed its round head, and asked it: "Do you want me to hug you, little dirty dog? Look at you, your paws are dirty."
Shu Tong took a cloth and was about to wipe Meatball's paws.
A slight sneer came from behind.
Yangyang and Shutong looked up and saw a familiar face, looking down at the eldest princess who was squatting on the ground without any formalities.
Yu Huan didn't look up, but concentrated on teasing the puppy with his fingers.
She guessed who it was, and she didn't want to look at him.
As the most sought-after new number one scholar, it was natural that there were people trying to win him over, and soon someone pulled Lu Qingyan away.
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The banquet was filled with singing and dancing, but Yu Huan was tired of it.
Unfortunately, the emperor had read too many memorials today, and he had a headache and looked unhappy. Even those ministers who were usually eloquent did not dare to say a word. The atmosphere became solemn, making it difficult for Yu Huan to take any action.
She glanced out from time to time, biding her time.
Finally, when the dancers took turns, the atmosphere relaxed, and he bent over and escaped from the back.
The puppy had been confined in there for a long time, and as soon as he was let out he ran around happily.
Yu Huan was afraid that it would get lost, so he called it softly: "Rouqiu, Rouqiu..."
"It's called Rouqiu." Downstairs, the man leaned against a vermilion eaves pillar, his posture languid, his brows raised, his face half-smiley as he said, "I thought it was also called Ah Yan."
He originally wanted to insult the person dear to her heart, but he forgot that he was once an "Ayan".
Yu Huan looked at him, neither annoyed nor angry, and chuckled.
He slowly came to his senses after laughing, his face turning pale and blue, as if he remembered the days when she toyed with him, and he glanced at her hatefully.
Yu Huan didn't want to bother with him, so he avoided the little dirty dog's four paws and carried it to the concubine's palace.
There are several jars of fruit wine stored in the Toffee Palace. They have a sour aroma but taste refreshing and comfortable.
Yu Huan talked about old times with the concubine while drinking. Before he knew it, he had drunk half a jar of wine. When he was about to go back, his eyes were wandering.
Shu Tong and several others took the tribute that the concubine asked them to take back, and Yang Yang held the meatball.
At first, no one noticed Yu Huan's condition and let her go on her own.
As she was walking, she suddenly turned around and walked straight towards the palace lantern that was dropped on the ground by some little palace maid. She squatted down and touched "its" head.
"Rouqiu, why are you staying here and not leaving?" she asked in confusion.
The meatball rolled around in Yangyang's hands in a hurry.
"The meatball is here, Princess, look quickly, that's a lantern." Yangyang said.
They were about to help when a tall and straight figure suddenly walked out from the darkness.
Lu Qingyan's eyes were teasing, he bent down slightly and looked down at her: "How did the princess become so miserable..."
Yu Huan looked up and looked at him, his eyes changed.
At that moment, Lu Qingyan suddenly had a bad premonition in his mind.
"Ayan?" She called out hesitantly and slowly. She tried hard to think about it, but she was still a little confused.
Lu Qingyan closed his eyes.
As expected, he was treated as a stand-in again.
She was unconscious, and he came up with a way of revenge, so he asked her to think that he was the one.
When she sobers up and realizes she made a mistake, she'll be so embarrassed.
He tutted maliciously, stretched out his hand and coaxed, "It's me, I'm here to pick you up."
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