Chapter 293: The little brat, he's eating me out of money
Seeing that this ancestor was finally leaving, everyone said in unison: "Farewell to Princess Funing, and farewell to Prince Ruihe."
Yang Chengchen still looked happy even after he and Zhao Lingmeng got on the carriage. Zhao Lingmeng was puzzled as to what this little guy was so happy about. So she looked at Yang Chengchen in confusion.
"Hehe, Auntie, this is the first time I've enjoyed such a grand occasion. I'm really grateful to you for your kindness."
Zhao Lingmeng shook her head. Sure enough, children's happiness was so simple. "As long as you are happy!"
Seeing that both masters were seated, Qiuyue ordered the coachman to set off, saying that the earlier they returned, the warmer the mansion would be.
"Are you going back directly to Prince Chen's Mansion, or to your aunt's place?" This kind of thing still needs Yang Chengchen to make the decision himself. Zhao Lingmeng can't decide for him.
Yang Chengchen thought about it and realized that if he went back now, his father, mother, and brother would not be at the palace. They would probably have to wait for his father's uncles to leave before they could leave. By the time his father and his uncles arrived, it would definitely be very late, and there would be no time to exchange ideas with him. He decided to go back with them tomorrow!
"Let's go to Auntie's place! I have to go to the palace tomorrow anyway, so let's go with Auntie to the Empress Dowager's place! Then I'll go directly with Father and Mother to pay my respects to the Empress Dowager!"
Zhao Lingmeng nodded, "It's up to you to decide!"
Seeing that his aunt agreed, Yang Chengchen was even happier. He was so happy that he felt he should eat something before he could sleep, especially since it was New Year's Eve! They hadn't eaten with their cousin yet: "Aunt, will we have a pot to eat when we go back now?"
Yang Chengchen spent a lot of time in Zhao Lingmeng's house. Qiuyue and the others were quite familiar with him and treated him as the young master of the house. Hearing him eagerly asking about the food in the house, Qiuyue thought he was still a child and laughed and joked:
"Prince Ruihe, this servant can answer you. Yes, I guarantee you will be full later."
Zhao Lingmeng was quite surprised. "Weren't you eating in the main hall? Can you hold more?"
"Those dishes are cold and not tasty at all. I was just pretending. I ate some fruit, but I was far from full! Not to mention I was stuffed." Speaking of this, Yang Chengchen still had a child's pride in being able to eat.
Zhao Lingmeng was now a mother of three, so she didn't make a fuss. She just praised him, "Our Chen'er is quite smart!"
What I was thinking was, no wonder there are such people, 'The saying that half-grown boys eat their father out of money is still popular today! There is some truth to it. Every one of these kids in her family is a good eater.'
When Yang Chengchen heard his aunt praising him for this matter, he felt a little embarrassed. He touched his head and smiled foolishly at Zhao Lingmeng.
Qiuyue was also happy to see the two masters getting along so well. Only when the masters lived better, would the lives of the slaves like them be better.
She stuffed a small hand warmer into the hands of Zhao Lingmeng and Yang Chengchen, and said, "Your Highness, Prince, please take a nap first. I will call you when we get to the mansion."
When Yang Chengchen heard Qiuyue say this, he did not refuse. Instead, he smiled and thanked Qiuyue, "Thank you very much, Sister Qiuyue!"
Qiuyue didn't argue with Yang Chengchen about the address. After all, every time she reminded him to call her by her name, he would always agree with a smile, but would still call her that next time. Over time, Qiuyue had no choice but to follow the prince's way of addressing her.
Zhao Lingmeng and Yang Chengchen each found a comfortable position to lean against, hugged the warm hand warmer, and fell asleep soon.
Seeing this, Qiuyue and Dongyuan took out their spare cloaks and covered His Highness and the young prince with them. They also found a comfortable place to sit, half-closed their eyes and rested.
However, Chunshui and Chunmu did not sleep. Instead, they kept their hands on their swords, paying attention to the surrounding situation at all times, and were very dedicated to their duties.
Once you fall asleep, time flies by. Zhao Lingmeng felt like she had just dozed off when she heard Qiuyue calling her.
She slowly opened her eyes, and someone immediately put a thick cloak on her and Yang Chengchen, and then helped them slowly get out of the carriage.
Zhao Lingmeng whispered to Yang Chengchen, "Go back to the yard and change your clothes first!"
After she finished giving the instructions, she remembered that she didn't know whether Zhao Houyang had slept or not. Should she call him for dinner later? She immediately turned around and asked Qiuyue, "Is the Third Young Master asleep? Where is he now?"
Qiuyue took advantage of the gap just now to ask the people in the mansion clearly, "Your Highness, the Third Young Master is in the courtyard of Master Fan in the front yard, and they are still eating!"
Zhao Lingmeng was visibly stunned by this answer, wondering when these two had become so close that they were even eating New Year's Eve dinner together. However, she still smiled and agreed, turning to Yang Chengchen and instructing him to change his clothes and lead the others to the front yard.
Yang Chengchen had become quite familiar with Mr. Fan from the front yard these days. Initially, he and his cousin were simply curious about the person their aunt had saved, wondering what kind of person he was and whether he could be saved, so they often went to the front yard to see him.
Later, after listening to Master Fan talk about the outside world, they became even more interested and went there more often, so actually the three of them have a pretty good relationship now.
So when Zhao Lingmeng suggested eating in the courtyard where Lord Fan was recuperating, Yang Chengchen readily agreed. He hurriedly took his people back to his courtyard to change clothes.
Yang Chengchen didn't want to wear this dress for a moment. Although the suit he wore for a grand banquet looked good, it was heavy and not warm. If it wasn't necessary for this kind of occasion, he wouldn't wear it at all.
Zhao Ling dreamed that Yang Chengchen took his men away, so she hurriedly took her men to Menglinyuan. It was too cold to stand in the cold wind.
It was half an hour later when the two of them stood in Fan Yong's yard again.
When Zhao Lingmeng and the others had just returned home, Fan Yong and Zhao Houyang were informed by a servant. They were about to pack up and go see Zhao Lingmeng, but Zhao Lingmeng guessed their thoughts and sent someone to explain the situation in advance, telling them to wait.
Zhao Houyang asked someone to bring new pots and dishes, and waited for Zhao Lingmeng and Yang Chengchen to arrive.
As Zhao Lingmeng and Yang Chengchen arrived at the gate, they saw two people standing in the courtyard and bowing. "Your Highness greets Princess Funing and Prince Ruihe."
Zhao Lingmeng quickly asked the two to stand up: "Master Fan is still injured, so there is no need to be so polite. Let's go in first."
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