Chapter 347 Zhao Lingmeng and the Prince's Chat
As for this, Zhao Lingmeng had no way to respond. The future emperor wanted any evidence he wanted. "My brother is quite interesting."
Crown Prince Yang Jingchen looked at Funing's expression and teased her without hesitation: "Royal sister, you are not secretly scolding me, are you?"
Even if this is true, Zhao Lingmeng cannot admit it! "Royal brother, you are the crown prince, who dares to scold you? I dare not do it either, my royal sister."
The prince touched his nose a little embarrassedly and said, "I was just joking!"
Seeing this, Zhao Lingmeng stopped caring about the prince and just ate her meal. But when she saw that the prince hadn't left, she could only look up at him again, "Is there anything else, my brother?"
"I haven't seen that kid Yang Chengchen yet! I've already come to the military camp, so I definitely want to meet him!"
When Zhao Lingmeng heard the prince say this, she felt a sense of sanity. She thought, since she was here, she had to see the child.
"Oh, none of them live with me. Change your clothes and wait until I finish my meal, then I'll take you to see them!"
The prince looked down at his attire, very confused, "Is there anything wrong with what I'm wearing?"
"There's nothing wrong with it. It's very dignified for a prince, but it's not appropriate to wear it to a place like that. It's too eye-catching. You should dress more simply. Do you understand, my royal brother?"
Zhao Lingmeng just didn't want people to treat them like monkeys as soon as they got there. It would be more fun to observe them secretly.
"Okay, my dear sister, take your time eating. I'll go change my clothes first." After the prince said this, he stood up and left with his men.
Zhao Lingmeng had no intention of eating slowly. She finished her meal quickly, went in to change her clothes, and then went to the yard to wait for the prince with Chunshui and a few others who were also wearing men's clothes.
When the prince returned to the courtyard, he saw a young man he had never seen before, sitting casually on the ground, assembling weapons with a few others, chatting and laughing. Although they were all dressed casually, the young man in the middle was obviously of high status; it was obvious that the others were surrounding him to pass on messages.
He frowned. Could it be that he was Fu Ning's lover? Neither he nor his father had heard of it! Once this matter was resolved, he had to find out more. Fu Ning's identity was special and he couldn't let anyone with ulterior motives plot against him.
But he didn't think there was anything wrong with Funing having a few favorite lovers. It was only right that powerful people should have some privileges that others didn't have. If someone truly had no desires, how terrifying it would be.
The prince stood at the gate of the courtyard, thinking a lot, and finally he heard the man call him "Royal Brother". He was even more confused, and his mind was spinning wildly. Could it be that his father had an illegitimate child among the people? His father was really playing tricks.
If the emperor knew what the prince was thinking at this moment, he would definitely chop off this unfilial son.
Zhao Ling dreamed that she called the Crown Prince "Brother Royal", but the Crown Prince did not have any special reaction, and looked confused, not knowing what he was thinking.
She also looked down at her clothes. Could it be that he didn't recognize her? That shouldn't be the case. Lord Fan recognized her at first sight, and so did the two children.
Zhao Lingmeng didn't think about it. Men's clothing alone wouldn't be enough to hide her identity from Yang Jingchen. It was mainly her movements. In this era, which noble lady would be so bold as to sit on the ground? The prince had definitely never seen such a thing.
"Brother, I'm Funing. Didn't you recognize me?"
When the prince heard the man sitting on the ground say that he was Funing, he opened his eyes wide in surprise and walked around Zhao Lingmeng.
"Royal sister, you look like a young master dressed like this, and you have such a heroic sitting posture and skillful technique in assembling weapons," the prince said while making a powerful gesture to her.
Zhao Lingmeng saw someone coming, and without saying anything, he stood up directly and patted the dust off his body, "Let's go!"
The prince didn't say anything. After all, she was not his princess consort, so he was quite tolerant of his sister.
After Zhao Lingmeng came here once, she was familiar with the procedures here. There were quite a few people in their group, so she led the group directly to the place where they could collect weapon parts. She took out the token of the previous team and collected a lot of parts. It was still early, so they should be able to finish the work.
The prince didn't ask any questions along the way. He just followed Funing. It wasn't until they all found a place to sit down and started learning to assemble weapons that he asked curiously, "Didn't you say you were going to see that kid Yang Chengchen?"
Zhao Lingmeng looked up and pointed towards where Yang Chengchen and his team were. Although they were still diagonally opposite this time, the distance was closer, so they could see more clearly.
Prince Yang Jingchen followed Funing's finger and saw his son and his companions, who were rapidly assembling a heavy crossbow, so busy that they didn't even look up.
This is not the fault of Yang Chengchen and the others. The main reason is that the newcomers Yang Chengsong and Zhao Houjing are not very good at it, so in order not to implicate others, they have to ask Zhao Houyang and Yang Chengchen to do more.
The prince looked at his son's skillful technique and felt extremely proud. "You brought Prince Kang Qi's grandson here?"
"Well, I think Prince Kang Qi would be happy with it."
"My uncle Wang is a fox. He's very happy. I think Uncle Wang really owes you a big favor this time."
"That's not necessarily true. Most people wouldn't be able to endure this kind of hardship. I thought my royal brother was going to speak up for Chen."
Although Zhao Lingmeng was chatting with the prince, her hands never stopped moving. The prince also imitated Zhao Lingmeng while chatting, and successfully assembled a crossbow.
The prince looked at the crossbow he had assembled himself and felt a sense of accomplishment.
Seeing this, Zhao Lingmeng was not stingy with her praise, "Royal brother is also very talented in this area!"
"Really?" This made Prince Yang Jingchen even happier, thinking that it is true that a son is like his father.
Zhao Lingmeng nodded encouragingly, hoping that the prince would get busy and not wander around the military camp all day.
The Crown Prince looked at the skilled techniques of Funing and the people around her and couldn't help but ask, "Royal sister, how come you are so skilled? You look like you are often assembling things."
"Just assemble a few when you have nothing to do. Maybe if these weapons were used on the front lines, we'd save a life! That would be a win for us."
The prince had never thought of such a statement. He was so shocked that he was stunned for a long time before he said, "I am not as good as the emperor's sister."
"That's not the right comparison! How should I put it? It's like saying one shouldn't meddle in matters outside of one's power! I won't worry about the affairs of the court, but I'm happy to do what I can."
Zhao Lingmeng's words were sincere, and the prince sensed it. He nodded in agreement, and for a moment, he lost interest in staring at Yang Chengchen. He could tell from their occasional laughter that he was quite happy to be there. He focused on assembling his weapons.
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