Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy

In the blink of an eye, it's spring again. After the Dragon Raises its Head, it's Feng Zhan Ye's birthday.

While he was reading, several servants from the other courtyard gathered in the kitchen, discussed in low voices for a long time, and finally assigned their respective tasks.

"Last year, we were short of money, and Your Highness could only eat a bowl of longevity noodles. This year, I have a lot of money left. We must decorate the villa to make it more beautiful and celebrate Your Highness' birthday properly."

Aunt Liu's voice was filled with joy as she glanced at the people in the kitchen with a smile.

Qiu Jiang and Qiu Hong looked at each other and responded confidently, "Don't worry, Madam. We will go to the cloth shop later to pick out some high-quality fabrics and make a new set of clothes for the master."

The kitchen was full of harmony, but Wu Fang looked at Gu Qingzhi eagerly and complained in a low voice: "Mammy is too partial. Why can Brother Gu do nothing while I am responsible for the layout of the whole yard?"

"The lord's mansion has already agreed that we will take the prince to the streets to distribute porridge early in the morning. Guard Gu will be responsible for protecting the prince and helping throughout the process. He has as much to do as you do. What's wrong with you sharing more of the burden?" Nanny Liu patted Wu Fang's head without saying a word.

Wu Fang covered the back of his head which was hurt by the slap and looked at Gu Qingzhi with resentment on his face.

Gu Qingzhi was frightened by his gaze, so she had to say: "If I come back early that day, I can help with the decoration."

Before Wu Fang had time to be happy, Madam Liu glanced at him sideways again: "You only know how to eat and sleep all day long. You should learn from Guard Gu and take good care of His Highness."

Wu Fang muttered, "He has such a good relationship with the master, what can I do?", but he did not dare to refute Nanny Liu anymore, and went back to the back hall to stand guard in dejected manner.

Qiu Jiang Qiu Hong also said that she was going to prepare needlework tools and left the kitchen.

Gu Qingzhi had nothing to do during the day so she decided to stay and help. But when she looked up she saw Nanny Liu staring at her.

"Madam, if you have anything to say, please just say it," Gu Qingzhi asked.

Aunt Liu smiled and took out some change and pushed it in front of Gu Qingzhi.

"Guard Xiao Gu, His Highness trusts you the most. On such an important day as his birthday, no matter how much we do, it will only be icing on the cake. Why don't you help me think about how to make him happy from the bottom of his heart?"

Gu Qingzhi was stunned for a moment, and looked at the silver in front of her: "Mammy, are you asking me to represent everyone and choose a birthday gift that he likes?"

Madam Liu nodded and said, "That child has been used by the father and son all the time, and his personality has become more and more reserved. He is only willing to tell you about anything, and you are the only one who knows how to make him feel more at ease."

Gu Qingzhi took the money and put it in her arms: "Don't worry, Ma'am, leave it to me."

Although she agreed verbally, she felt a little troubled when it came to thinking of a solution.

What should I give as a gift?

The clinic in the north of the city was quite quiet today. Gu Fengping half-lay in front of the counter, squinting his eyes as he looked at the dazed Gu Qingzhi.

"Sister, are you worried about something?" Gu Fengping asked curiously.

Gu Qingzhi was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't even hear his question.

Gu Fengping raised his hand and waved it in front of her. Seeing that she didn't respond, he shouted, "Sister!"

Gu Qingzhi's ears hurt from his noise. Her thoughts were forcibly pulled back. She frowned and glared at him angrily: "What are you doing! I'm not deaf, there's no need to shout so loudly."

Gu Fengping curled his lips and stretched out his voice: "Yes - you have good hearing, but I don't know who can't hear others talking at all."

Gu Qingzhi was speechless, so she had to slow down her tone and ask, "What did you just say?"

"I said you have something on your mind. It's written all over your face!"

Gu Feng straightened up and pointed at her forehead without any hesitation.

Gu Qingzhi cleared her throat awkwardly, her eyes darting around but she was still planning to ask, "Feng Ping, what do you usually give someone as a birthday gift?"

She really had no experience in this area. The people around her were all working precarious jobs where they had to risk their lives to survive. No one cared about birthdays, let alone giving gifts.

The only person around her who might know some ways is the normal person Gu Fengping.

Gu Fengping looked her around suspiciously, rolled his eyes, and guessed the reason.

"Don't tell me you are preparing a gift for that little brat in the Xiangfu."

As soon as she finished speaking, Gu Qingzhi's slap landed quickly and accurately on Gu Fengping's back.

"Why are you talking so harshly? He is the Prince of Duan after all."

Gu Fengping's small body was suddenly hit hard and he almost fainted.

He hurriedly grabbed a handful of herbs from the medicine cabinet behind him and chewed them. It took him a while to calm down.

"See that white cloth covering the body over there? Sister, if you push harder, I can use it."

Gu Qingzhi laughed dryly to hide her embarrassment and withdrew her hand awkwardly. She was just used to sparring with Feng Zhanye and didn't remember that her own brother didn't have that kind of physique.

"He's a prince, what kind of fun things has he not seen? I think it would be better to give him something practical, maybe he can use it."

Gu Fengping spat out the herbs in his mouth and wiped his mouth.

"Like what?" Gu Qingzhi asked thoughtfully.

"Tanghulu." Gu Fengping suggested casually.

"He doesn't have a sweet tooth."

"Then the sword tassel."

"Not that much money."

"Talkbook?"

"He's not like you, a bookworm. Don't lead the kid astray."

"Hiss... You can talk, but why do you have to make personal attacks?"

Gu Fengping put his hands on his hips, looking dissatisfied. He had been trying to help out with good intentions, but was scolded by Gu Qingzhi. If he could beat her, he would have returned the slap to her.

Gu Qingzhi just felt that Feng Zhanye was busy with his schoolwork, and those idle books were of no use to him, so it would be better for him to read less.

Although what Gu Fengping said might be able to fool Aunt Liu, he had little contact with Feng Zhanye and naturally didn't know his likes and dislikes.

"Forget it, I'll think about it myself."

Gu Qingzhi leaned lazily on the bamboo chair and rubbed his head.

Seeing that she was racking her brains, Gu Fengping couldn't help but cross his arms and let out a "tsk".

"Sister, you weren't so indecisive when you were an assassin. Now you've really put all your heart into him and you don't even know who your real brother is."

Gu Qingzhi heard the teasing in his words, rolled her eyes at him, and retorted casually: "Go away, you know nothing."

She stood up, said hello, and left the clinic, but decided to look around the street, hoping she could come across some interesting gadgets.

She slowed down her pace and looked around. She was dazzled by the dazzling array of stalls.

She picked up a small item from a stall and looked at it carefully, trying to find a suitable gift, when she suddenly heard two people talking behind her.

"Have you heard? In order to pray for spring planting, a huge temple fair will be held in a few days."

"I've heard about it a long time ago! It's on Longqing Street. This year's temple fair is held once every ten years, so it's naturally going to be extra lively. A few days ago, a fireworks troupe from Jiangnan came to Beijing. They will perform at this year's temple fair, so it's sure to be exciting."

Gu Qingzhi suddenly recalled that she might have watched a similar temple fair when she was young, but it was too long ago, and after experiencing rebirth, these tiny memories of her childhood had become vague.

However, according to what these two people said, this temple fair should be very interesting.

She put down the object in her hand and said to herself thoughtfully: "The fireworks display... should be good."