Don't be tempted, sir

Seeing that Song Xiaoyuan was not in a position to chat, the prince turned around and began to ask curiously, "Are Miss Zhao and Miss Shen good friends?"

Qizhu replied, "Your Highness, Yining is also my cousin."

"So Miss Zhao is here to accompany Miss Shen today?"

“Yes, we are often together.”

"Will Miss Zhao come here often?"

"this..."

The prince explained hurriedly, "Oh, Xiao Yuan and I are also good friends. Since Xiao Yuan is ill, I have to come to visit her often. I am afraid that my words may offend the young lady when we meet next time, so I want to know a little more about her."

Qizhu politely said, "Your Highness is polite."

"Will Miss Zhao come tomorrow?"

"Well, since Yi Ning is alone at the Song family, I will come to accompany her more often."

"Hmm," the prince said meaningfully.

Then he said goodbye and said, "Now that I see Brother Xiao Yuan is alright, I will leave first and come back tomorrow. Do you two girls want to eat anything?"

Shen Yining: "You're welcome, Your Highness."

Zhao Qizhu: "Can the prince take it with him?"

"Miss Zhao, just go ahead."

"I heard that the palace has lotus root powder meatballs that are very delicious, a milk-based snack, crispy duck, and delicate jade that I have never seen before."

The prince was somewhat pleased. "Anything else?"

"I don't know the others either. Please trouble your Highness the Crown Prince."

"No trouble, bye." The prince walked briskly at this moment.

After the prince left, Song Xiaoyuan sat for a long time. Shen Yining asked him (Do you want to take a nap?), and Song Xiaoyuan nodded. After Shen Yining settled him down, he sat on the couch by the window with Qizhu.

As the saying goes, a bystander sees more clearly. Shen Yining looked at the prince who came in with a frown and left with a smile on his face. He seemed to understand something and teased Qizhu, "Sister Qizhu and the prince get along very well."

Zhao Qizhu, who was confused by the situation, replied, "He asked me, okay, Mr. Qianqian said a few more words."

"Really? Is it just because of Mr. Qianqian?"

"Of course!" Then the topic turned to Mr. Song, and Qizhu said, "Mr. Song, who is sick, seems to be a little attached to you."

Shen Yining said calmly, "Well, a little, but he can't see or hear at the moment, so anyone would be clingy."

"But it's true. If I were in your situation, I would definitely stick to you, Yi Ning! You are both my eyes and ears."

Shen Yining thought, "Sir Song may have been feeling dark these days! There is no sound and no sight."

Qizhu affirmed, "Yes, Yining, you must take good care of Lord Song. He is so pitiful now. I have nothing to do during the New Year these few days. I will come to accompany you every day and help you."

"Okay!" At this moment, the two girls were filled with sympathy and researched many objects that could make Song Xiaoyuan feel less lonely. Finally, the two of them worked together to sew a raccoon doll.

At this moment, Princess Rong'an persuaded the eldest princess to take her to the Song Mansion to visit Mr. Song. The eldest princess said coldly, "Rong'an, mother knows that you like Song Xiaoyuan. Last time you ignored the opposition and asked His Majesty to grant you a marriage, you have already lost the face of my princess mansion."

Rong An was unwilling to act like a spoiled child. "Mother, it must be that Xiao Yuan and I are not familiar with each other, so he refused the marriage. Mother, please take Rong An to visit Xiao Yuan and let Rong An show up in front of Xiao Yuan more often."

The princess was displeased. "You should call him Lord Song. How can this be so disrespectful? You'd better give up this idea and stop embarrassing me!"

"Mother..." Rong An was unwilling and wanted to continue to persuade

The eldest princess stood up and said, "I have held many spring banquets for you, letting you look for young men from other families, but you were always dissatisfied. I will hold another one after the New Year, and I will make sure to pick one this time!" She stepped out of the door and turned back and said sternly, "If you dare to go to the Song family secretly and visit them shamelessly, don't blame your mother for arranging a marriage for you!"

"Mother...Is it wrong that I just like Lord Song?" Rong An said hoarsely.

The next day, the prince came to the Song Mansion early with the food that Qizhu had ordered yesterday. Qizhu did not come in the morning, so the prince had breakfast at the Song family and accompanied Song Xiaoyuan in the garden to bask in the rare sunshine in winter.

Such a leisurely day is rare in a long time. The prince and Song Xiaoyuan both fell asleep on the beauty couch in the garden, and they didn't even know Qizhu had come.

Qizhu was about to speak when she saw Shen Yining put his hand to his mouth and asked her to be quiet. Qizhu slowed down and walked forward carefully. Shen Yining whispered, "They are asleep!"

Qizhu also whispered, "Oh~Okay~I went to the cotton shop early in the morning to buy cotton."

Shen Yining touched the soft cotton and said, "Good! It's really soft! Let's pretend to be a civet cat!"

The two of them carefully filled every gap of the civet cat beside the stone table, and added the details of the eyes and cat paws.

This winter seems to be warmer than in the past. The snow falls fast and goes away fast. The melted snow flows down the layers of tiles, dripping all night last night. At this moment, the cold air is filled with the intoxicating fragrance of plum blossoms, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. Mottled shadows of trees are engraved everywhere in the sun, and plum blossom petals are floating in the wind.

Song Jueming was summoned to the palace by Emperor Yan in the morning, saying that the prince had volunteered to go to his home to accompany Xiaoyuan, so he had no time to review the memorials for the time being. Emperor Yan was too busy to review the memorials, so he asked Song Jueming to review them together. When Song Jueming came back from the palace, he went to Song Xiaoyuan's garden to pay his respects to His Royal Highness the Prince, and Madam Song accompanied him.

"Madam, what you mean is that the prince is having dinner at home."

"Yes, don't worry! I personally watched the kitchen make it and served it to the table."

"Okay, okay, thank you Madam for not letting the prince eat bad food."

Just as he was about to take a step, he could not help but stop when he saw the peaceful and tranquil scenery in the garden. Song Jueming and his wife could not bear to stop and look for a long time before returning to the front hall garden.

On the way, Mrs. Song spoke first, "The children have grown up without us noticing!"

Song Jueming also sighed, "Yes! Such a good life belongs to these kids."

Song Jueming returned to his study and painted the scene he saw today.

Shen Yining and Qizhu discussed that since Song Xiaoyuan could only smell the smell at the moment, they decided to put some plum blossoms in the civet cat. Qizhu quietly walked under the tree and reached out to pick the plum blossoms.

The prince, with his hands folded behind his head, opened his eyes and saw the girl picking plum blossoms. Many petals were scattered in the girl's hair. The prince stared at her quietly without saying a word in a trance.

Qizhu turned around and saw that the prince had woken up and asked, "Did I disturb His Royal Highness?"

The elegant and graceful prince stood up from the couch, a head taller than Qizhu, raised his hand to take down the flower bud hanging in Qizhu's hair and said lightly, "My name is Yanshang, you didn't wake me up." He placed the flower bud he had just taken down in front of Qizhu.

Qizhu's ears were red at this moment. She took a step back and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

There was no emotion in the prince's deep eyes. "Miss Zhao, you can call me Yanshang."

"How can you address the prince by his name?"

"It's okay. Can I call Miss Zhao Qizhu?"

"OK"

"Then you can also call me Yan Shang"

Qizhu's ears were already red at this moment and she replied, "Okay, that's rude of you."