Lin Ziwen sighed slightly and said, "Then you're wrong. The princess might not be familiar with this place. Tell me, have you sent anyone to show the princess around?"
Upon hearing this, the steward was taken aback, lowered his head and said, "It was my oversight that I forgot about this, please forgive me, young master."
Lin Ziwen waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to follow.
Then the official stopped outside the door.
"To be honest, your servants are just too respectful to the princess, so it's normal that they neglected these things."
Lin Ziwen waved his hand: "The princess came once before and also wandered around the mansion. This time the princess came again, yet he is still so negligent. Do you think it can be because of respect?"
Yuan Ruo scratched her head: "Then it's hard to say. You should handle your own affairs. I won't get involved."
Lin Ziwen silently took out paper and ink, and while grinding the ink, he said, "These old men in the manor all have some problems with their thinking. I guess even if the master were here, they would still do what they always have. Fortunately, they can change after I give them some pointers, which is good."
After saying that, Lin Ziwen had already ground the black ink and then took out the red ink and another brush and inkstone.
"Are you getting ready to draw your map?"
Lin Ziwen hummed in agreement and said, "Yes, once you finish drawing it, you can show it to the Prince. We've been to that hillside before, so as soon as he arrives, he'll be able to recognize it."
Yuan Ruo clicked her tongue twice and exclaimed, "How come I never knew you had such a good memory?"
Lin Ziwen scoffed dismissively: "There's a lot you don't know."
"Alright, I won't say another word. No matter what, you can always find a way to praise yourself."
Lin Ziwen laughed twice: "You, why is it so hard for you to admit a few of my strengths?"
"You? Aside from your martial arts skills being inferior to mine, aren't you just as bad as me in every other aspect? What makes you so great?"
"Your martial arts skills? I've never seen you use them more than a few times. Is it just some amateurish, half-baked skill?"
Hearing Lin Ziwen's provocation, he casually rolled up his sleeves and said, "If you're not convinced, how about we arm wrestle?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Ziwen glanced at him and said disdainfully, "I'm not going to compete with you on this. I still have a lot of important things to do."
"Hmph, I think you're just saying that because you're afraid I'll beat you too easily."
Lin Ziwen shrugged, letting him think what he wanted, he didn't want to pay attention to him anyway. After a while, Lin Ziwen finished drawing the map, then picked it up, dried it, rolled it up, and tied it into a small ponytail.
He stepped out from behind the desk, handed the book to Yuan Ruo, and said, "Here, this is for you. Take it back to your prince."
Yuan Ruo took two steps back: "Don't even think about taking me back so soon. I'm still waiting to eat the crabs the princess made."
Lin Ziwen clicked his tongue: "You still remember this? Now that you mention it, it seems you do remember things very clearly when it comes to food."
Are you saying I only care about food?
"Oh? I didn't say that. What I said just now was just a question. You're making it sound like I'm bullying you."
"I won't hold these things against you. Let's go, let's leave the things here for now. I'll go back after I finish eating the crabs the princess made."
Lin Ziwen raised an eyebrow: "Alright, since you're not in a hurry to go back, then have dinner here before you leave."
"Since you've extended such a special invitation, I'm afraid I'll have to take the liberty of disturbing you."
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