——"...In the past, there were so many concubines, concubines, and beauties in the mansion, but no one could go to Junlin Garden. It seems that the prince has a special regard for Miss Shen Er."

——"How can it be normal? The prince even gave the concubine's clothes to the one in Cuilangxuan. If it weren't for the princess's attempt to steal the marriage, she would be the real mistress of our house."

It turns out that the palace dress yesterday was the concubine's dress.

Shen Qingyue was so excited that she couldn't help but hold Fangyin tightly.

——"But don't talk about the wedding. The prince hates being lied to the most in his life. Because of the wedding, the prince questioned the princess yesterday and almost strangled her to death."

——"Is it true? I went to help the princess wash up in the morning, and everything seemed normal in King's Landing."

——"It's the end of the year, and all nations are coming to summer. Even if the prince hates the princess, he can't punish her at this time. He has to consider the face of the country."

These words not only put Shen Qingyue at ease with the weight of last night's worries, but more importantly, after Shen Yangui returned, if he wanted to meet the emperor, attend large banquets, or do other things, he would now have a legitimate reason to do so.

At exactly 9 o'clock in the morning, the Regent's carriage returned from the palace.

Chunqi greeted him at the door.

"Why are you here?" Poshan looked around, "Did something happen to the princess?"

Upon hearing that something had happened to the princess, Mo Chengying immediately lifted the curtain of the car.

"What's wrong?! What happened to the princess?"

Chunqi folded her hands and saluted, "Your Majesty, the princess is fine. I am here to pass on the princess' message."

"Is there anything that can't be discussed after I return? Why do I ask you to deliver the message?"

What other surprises are there?

Mo Chengying smiled with anticipation, "There are many things going on in the court today, so it's a good opportunity for me to talk to the princess about breaking the mountain——"

Today the Regent King reappeared after a long absence. The Minister of the Chancellery was overjoyed and wanted to tell the prince everything that had happened in the past month.

In addition, the spies lurking in Nan Chu and Bei Di returned with news.

Mo Chengying did have a lot of things to discuss with Shen Yangui in detail.

The carriage was about to start, but Chunqi raised his hand to stop it, "My Lord, the princess asked you to go directly to Cuilangxuan when you come back."

"..."

Mo Chengying seemed to be acupunctured and the smile on his face froze.

"The princess also said that Your Highness should try hard to transfer the person under your nose."

The "person" who needs to be transferred here is naturally the military advisor of Qifeng Village.

Mo Chengying knew it, but he had been busy for her the whole morning, and she didn't come out to comfort him at the first time. It would have been fine if she had just given him a task, but she sent him to another woman.

It's not very pleasant to call him.

The carriage did not move, and the Regent did not speak.

Chunqi lowered his head and suppressed his laughter, and bowed again, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the princess said that she will find the right time to rescue you, and will never let you stay for a moment longer."

That's more or less.

"Go to Cuilangxuan——"

The wheels rumbled, and Chunqi was ordered to watch the prince's carriage go to the northwest corner before returning to Junlin Garden to report.

In Cuilangxuan, Shen Qingyue personally brewed a cup of tea and handed it to Mo Chengying.

"Your Majesty, please have some tea."

Mo Chengying held the saucer without touching her at all. He scraped the foam with the tea lid and put down the teacup before the tea even wet his lips.

"It smells good."

Shen Qingyue thought the prince liked it, and happily explained: "This is cooked with dew on lotus leaves in summer, so it has a fresh fragrance."

"The lotus fragrance is too strong, which makes the tea lose its charm."

Mo Chengying found an excuse for himself and refused to drink the water.

Shen Qingyue was afraid that she had made a mistake, so she hurriedly said, "If Your Majesty doesn't like the fragrance of lotus, I happened to pick some white snow from the plum blossoms a few days ago..."

"Snow water on plum blossoms?"

Mo Chengying became interested.

"Tea brewed with snow tastes even clearer. The fragrance of plum blossoms is elegant and can complement the tea without taking away the main flavor. I think Your Majesty might like it more."

The small red clay stove, the snow between the plum blossoms, and the slow cooking are really interesting.

When Qingqing was a child, she would pick plum blossoms and boil water, but she never used snow water to make tea.

She certainly doesn't know this method.

Later, I can show off in front of her and let her know that her husband is not just a warrior who can wield swords and guns, but also a gentleman.

Mo Chengying stood up and looked outside.

The tea is almost cold, why is no one coming?

"…Does the prince like it?"

Like? What did she say?

Mo Chengying looked at Poshan, and a hint of fear flashed in Poshan's eyes.

Shen Qingyue talked too much, and he, he, he accidentally lost his focus, still wondering whether he liked to eat Plum Blossom Bun Qing Shuang?

Oh, yes, plum blossom bag.

"The prince likes to eat steamed buns, but he doesn't like plum blossom buns." Poshan answered stiffly.

After all, it doesn't matter if he is wrong, the prince cannot be wrong.

Shen Qingyue looked a little embarrassed. "I mean to use plum blossoms to make a purse and carry it with you. It can be used for its elegance and purity. If, if Your Majesty doesn't like it, you can use orchids."

"Then the prince doesn't like it even more."

This time, Poshan was sure that the prince would only use purses and sachets made by the princess, and he would not even look at those given by others.

Shen Qingyue increasingly didn't know what to do with herself.

Mo Chengying saw the palace dress and brocade box on the table and asked casually:

"Like it?"

Shen Qingyue followed his gaze. She naturally liked it, but she didn't say it directly:

"How can I not be happy about your Majesty's kindness? It's just..."

She hesitated for a moment, then bravely said, "But I'm afraid the clothes are too luxurious, and it's not suitable for me to wear them."

It’s not that Shen Qingyue is not suitable for wearing it now, it’s that she can’t wear it at all.

"Not suitable?"

Mo Chengying frowned slightly, "That's such a pity. I was hoping that you could wear this to the palace banquet this year."

If I wear this to attend the palace banquet, wouldn't that be telling everyone that I am... the regent's concubine?

"Since you are unwilling, I will not force you."

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