The car door was pushed open.
A girl of about twelve or thirteen years old jumped down first, startling the palace servants who were rushing over from behind in their carriages.
"Oh dear, young master, be careful not to fall."
Behind her, Princess Fu'an was helped out of the carriage, looking helplessly at the girl who was already bouncing around everywhere.
"Xiao Qi, don't run around."
Princess Fu'an was very troubled.
She originally intended to travel light to find Yun Zhiyi in Lufeng City, but before she left, she was given a bunch of things and a small trouble.
This little troublemaker is the Empress's third child, the Seventh Princess Fu Wenyu.
Her name sounds gentle and refined, but she is anything but gentle; she's a real little devil.
The Empress simply asked her to bring everyone along for the outing, and she had no choice but to comply.
She already had a terrible headache right from the start of the journey.
I just hope that once we get to Lufeng City, we won't cause any trouble.
She didn't know how she would face Yun Zhiyi when the time came.
I had planned to go there and inform her, but now I can only send someone to deliver the message to her first, so that I can make preparations in advance.
Yun Zhiyi was somewhat surprised when she received the letter from Princess Fu'an.
However, it was quickly put aside.
What do we need to prepare? Even if the Heavenly King himself came, there would be a Buddha to suppress him, so he couldn't cause any big trouble.
Ten days later, just as the farmers began their autumn harvest.
Princess Fu'an's entourage finally entered Lufeng City.
Meanwhile, inside the car, the energetic little princess was already so bored that she threw tantrums every day.
Princess Fu'an was even more eager to arrive than she was; spending all her time trying to appease her was making her irritable.
As soon as the convoy entered Lufeng City, Prefect Qin, who had received advance notice, personally led a group to greet them.
Prefect Qin was no stranger to the name of Princess Fu'an.
After all, Yun Zhiyi's businesses here originally belonged to her.
Those below who want to live well here must rely on the power and influence of others.
So even though she has never been here, she is quite famous.
He just didn't expect that the other party's businesses were no longer located here, but instead they would come here.
"I wonder who this is?" Prefect Qin asked cautiously, noticing the girl beside Princess Fu'an who was clearly not a maid.
My younger sister's name is Yu.
Their identity was not mentioned.
Prefect Qin, being an experienced and shrewd man, wisely refrained from asking further questions. He simply smiled and bowed, saying, "Miss Yu is also welcome. I have prepared a room and meal in the yamen. Please, Princess and Miss Yu, move in."
Fu Wenyu wrinkled his nose and waved his hand.
"I won't live in the government office. We'll make our own arrangements. You don't need to worry about it or bother us."
Prefect Qin paused, seeing the girl's self-righteous demeanor.
This kind of behavior has now become the norm.
They immediately became even more suspicious of her identity.
He didn't show any dissatisfaction, but just looked at Princess Fu'an with a helpless expression.
Princess Fu'an said helplessly, "Some people in the team are temporarily arranged in the government office, but Miss Yu and I have other places to go for the time being."
She had already received Yun Zhiyi's reply.
The other party had already made arrangements for them; they would stay at her estate.
However, she was worried about Fu Wenyu, fearing that he would dislike the rural area and throw a tantrum, which would cause a lot of trouble for the people around him.
She wanted to cooperate with Yun Zhiyi, not make an enemy of her.
So, he tried, intentionally or unintentionally, to persuade her to stay at the yamen (government office).
Unfortunately, Fu Wenyu finally got to leave the palace to play, so why would she stay in those places she hated, places full of rules?
Even if these places dare not use rules to restrain her, it still makes her hate everything associated with them.
I thought about how I might have to clean up a whole mess for her later.
Princess Fu'an wanted to turn back home countless times along the way.
I just want to stay for two or three days, and then quickly find an excuse to go back.
Upon hearing that the two were not staying at the government office, Prefect Qin felt no disappointment whatsoever; in fact, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, these royal guests from the capital are the most difficult to deal with.
Although Princess Fu'an seemed to have a good temper, the man beside her was clearly not a well-behaved person.
It's great that they don't come and cause trouble for him.
However, since the other party is within his jurisdiction, he still has to be responsible for their safety and needs.
So I asked again, even though I was hesitant.
"Where do you two intend to reside? I'd like to send someone..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by an impatient Fu Wenyu.
"Didn't I tell you not to bother me? You're so annoying, you just keep talking! Sister Yun, when can we leave? We're going to that friend's farm where they grow white jade melons, I want to eat white jade melons!"
They all started with a coquettish tone.
Prefect Qin's heart skipped a beat.
White jade melon?
That name sounds so familiar.
In Lufeng City, there is only one place that sells white jade melons.
And since it happens to be related to Princess Fu'an, there's no other than Yun Zhiyi.
Alright, three women make a drama.
These were three women who all seemed a bit difficult to deal with, and Prefect Qin was already starting to have a headache, hoping they wouldn't cause any more trouble.
His mind was racing, but he pretended not to know, only waiting with an awkward yet polite smile.
Princess Fu'an had no choice but to say to Prefect Qin, "We're going to Dongyang Estate to find Miss Yun. You don't need to send anyone with us. I'll send someone to find you if anything happens."
really.
Prefect Qin, understanding the situation, readily agreed.
Some of the guards, servants, and maids who accompanied the man were allowed to remain temporarily in the government office.
A few people were left to drive the carriage, along with a few imperial guards, and they all headed to Dongyang Estate.
Even with most people temporarily removed, the procession still looked impressive.
Princess Fu'an had already sent someone to Dongyang Manor to inform them that they would have to wait for Yun Zhiyi to send someone to pick them up.
Although she could find her way there herself, it wouldn't be appropriate for a guest to arrive unannounced if the host hadn't moved.
I'm afraid that if I wait too long, my little darling will run out of patience.
Fortunately, they didn't have to wait too long.
A short while later, a shop assistant dressed in coarse cloth short clothes hurriedly drove up in a horse-drawn carriage.
Upon seeing the convoy by the city gate, An Nai became nervous and cautiously approached.
"Excuse me, are you a distinguished guest heading to Dongyang Manor?"
As he approached, the guards and the constables brought by Prefect Qin all kept a watchful eye on him.
The key figures naturally noticed this as well.
Upon hearing his words, Princess Fu'an's expression relaxed slightly, and she immediately waved her hand, signaling the guards to step back.
"I am."
The shop assistant felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the group of people. He swallowed hard and said dryly.
"Our master has sent me to take you all to Dongyang Manor first; she will return later."
Fu Wenyu frowned as soon as she saw the shop assistant.
The shop assistant's clothes were not only ill-fitting, but they were also patchy, as if they had been wet, and his face was covered in sweat.
Furthermore, the vehicle he was driving was clearly the most rudimentary wooden horse cart, covered with some hay and burlap.
It looks like a country bumpkin going to the city market.
She couldn't help but ask, "Who is this 'boss' you're talking about?"
The shop assistant dared not be negligent and hurriedly said, "Our owner's surname is Yun, and he is the owner of our Dongyang Farm."
But I dare not say more.
Fu Wenyu turned to look at Princess Fu'an, "Sister Yun, could it be the Yun Zhiyi you mentioned? She only sent this one person. Aren't you two on good terms? Why would she humiliate you like this?"
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