The reborn son cursed his mother, bah, she heard it all

"Aunt Peng, the princess likes to eat plain noodles. The noodles are rolled very thinly, and cooked with fine bone soup, a few slices of green vegetables and thin slices of braised beef, sprinkled with a few chives. You can prepare it as soon as the princess wakes up, and she can eat it right away."

After carefully preparing Jiang Ying's breakfast, Yan Zhuo remembered that she also liked the glutinous rice cakes from Furongzhai, so he went out to buy some without any hesitation.

Furongzhai has a good business and specializes in serving high-ranking officials and dignitaries. Even though a box of pastries is small in quantity and expensive, many masters of mansions still send their servants to queue up early.

With Yan Zhuo's status, he naturally wouldn't queue up, but the person behind Furongzhai is the eldest princess, so he can't just throw money at her or do whatever he wants based on his status.

Looking at the long queue in front of the door, Yan Zhuo patted Lao Hei's horse's neck and said, "Ten baskets of purple stamen grass, you go to queue for me."

"Sneeze! Sneeze!" Lao Hei snorted twice unhappily.

It is not happy.

It is true that purple stamen grass was its favorite food in the past, but now that Jiang Ying feeds it space spiritual herbs from time to time, its taste has gradually become more picky, and it feels that purple stamen grass is just so-so.

It's not worth it to stand out in the crowd.

Yan Zhuo didn't expect Lao Hei to refuse. This horse used to be very obedient, at least he never disobeyed him. What happened today? Has he become bolder?

I couldn't help but pull the hair on its head and asked, "Are you going or not?"

Lao Hei looked upwards with his round black eyes, pretending not to hear and not to understand.

Yan Zhuo wanted to kill the horse, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was stupid to get angry with a horse, so he pulled Lao Hei's ear and said, "Do you think you are lining up for me? Wrong! Doesn't your mistress like to eat glutinous rice cakes? She feeds you less often than usual. If you don't show this little bit of loyalty, it would be too mean!"

With just a few words, he easily convinced Lao Hei to queue up.

He swaggered into the upstairs of Furongzhai. The second floor was not for selling anything, but was the eldest princess's private reception area.

The gatekeeper recognized Yan Zhuo and did not stop him.

The eldest princess was watching from the sidelines. With a wide field of vision from the second floor, she had already seen everything Yan Zhuo did downstairs.

When Yan Zhuo showed up, he waved his sleeves hypocritically and said with a carefree smile, "Brother Wang, Xuan Ning's small business is something you usually don't even look at. How come you have time to come here today?"

The spacious building has an elegant layout and a clear structure.

A small water windmill was leaning against the wall, creaking as it turned. There was a hint of noise in the silence, and in the noise, the last bit of tranquility seemed to be retained.

Princess Xuanning was sitting in front of the desk on the right side of the outer room. Behind her was a wooden cabinet that combined a bookshelf and an antique shelf. Directly in front of her was a large folding screen with twelve panels, on which were painted twelve pictures of stunning ladies with different styles, colors, and makeup.

But Yan Zhuo could tell at a glance that the person in the painting was Xuan Ning.

Moreover, this painting of beauty must have been drawn by the son-in-law Xiao Jingyu.

He is a scholar with great learning and handsome appearance.

It's a pity that after marrying the princess, his career prospects were hopeless, because the court was in short supply of talented people. However, as the emperor's only sister, Xuan Ning was doted on.

To be her prince consort, one usually does not need to be capable. One only needs to, first, like Xuan Ning, and second, be able to serve Xuan Ning well and live a happy and smooth life.

At this moment, Xiao Jingyu was naturally there too. His brows were bright and his handsome face in his teens was as beautiful as the mountains, wind, water and moon. He was sitting on the couch under the window, reading some book.

Seeing Yan Zhuo walk in with a calm attitude, neither humble nor arrogant, the book fell on the armrest, and Yan Zhuo saw clearly that it was a "Guanlan History of the Qing Dynasty".

Books on state governance are dull and uninteresting. Not to mention a royal relative like him, even few children from aristocratic families can have the patience to read them.

Princess Xuanning walked out from her seat and raised her hand to signal Yan Zhuo to sit down.

Then he ordered the maid, "Go, serve a cup of good tea to my brother."

Yan Zhuo was still immersed in Xiao Jingyu's rare "diligence". He pulled the corner of his mouth in an ambiguous way, then sat down to give face to Princess Xuan Ning, and said with a faint smile, "This is my first time to buy something in your shop. I didn't expect it would be so troublesome for just a few cakes."

I glanced downstairs and saw, damn it, Lao Hei hasn’t arrived yet!

Those people below are really patient. There is a stinky horse queuing next to them, but they can't resist and not leave?

Princess Xuanning said in a mocking tone, "Look at what you said, my brother. You men are allowed to pursue careers and do business, but women can't have their own pursuits?

Although my Furongzhai is not a earth-shattering business, it is loved by people of all ages, women and children. After all, Xuan Ning is not really doing this for the money.

It is a great enjoyment to enjoy the bustling crowds of people downstairs from here every day.

Moreover, today, Brother Wang also obediently handed over the silver with both hands and waited in line. Xuan Ning didn't know how happy he was! "

He said she was asking for trouble, and she mocked him for not having a sense of romance.

There is no point in talking, Yan Zhuocha was too lazy to wait any longer, he stood up and shook his head, "Then you continue to enjoy yourself, I have something else to do at home, so I will leave first."

Xuan Ning suddenly spoke up, "Brother Wang, you bought the cakes for that woman, right? There are so many people here now, and it will take a while for you to get there. If you go back late, will you be blamed?"

Without saying anything else, just from the four words "that woman", you can tell that she has no respect for Jiang Ying.

Yan Zhuo was not a good-tempered person to begin with, and his face darkened instantly when he heard this, "Xuan Ning, I'm warning you, there is a limit to being arrogant and willful."

"My brother is angry?" Princess Xuanning was not afraid. Instead, she looked at Xiao Jingyu smugly. Of course, it was unknown whether the latter was really looking at her. "My brother, you are still so bad-tempered. At this time, shouldn't you beg me to achieve your goal?"

Yan Zhuo sneered, "Please? You should leave this kind of good thing to your husband!"

After saying this, he turned around and went downstairs without any regrets.

He shouldn't have come up here. He thought Xuan Ning's temper had calmed down a bit after getting married, but it seems to have no effect.

It’s such a waste that Xiao Jingyu, the top scholar in the imperial examination, is now only fit to be a green leaf to set off the flowers beside her!

If this continues for a long time, problems will always arise.

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In fact, there was not as much harmony between Xuan Ning and Xiao Jingyu as it seemed on the surface.

After Yan Zhuo left, there were no outsiders in the room. Xiao Jingyu sat back in his previous seat without saying a word, picked up the book, and continued reading as if no one was around.

Xuan Ning was frustrated by Yan Zhuo and became increasingly angry. He was even more disgusted. "Xiao Jingyu, what do you mean? I am a living person, but I am not as good as the crappy book in your hand?"

This was the same as her inexplicable sarcasm just now, all because of jealousy and psychological imbalance.

Why is Yan Zhuo so nice to a country bumpkin?

He even ran from the west to the east of the city just to buy her favorite cakes.

She is a princess, so it’s bad enough that Yan Zhuo has always been unfriendly to her, but Xiao Jingyu is her husband, but he is actually lukewarm to her?

It wasn’t like this when we first got married!

Xuan Ning couldn't understand why Xiao Jingyu ignored her. She had no place to vent her anger, so she walked up to him, snatched the book he was reading, and threw it downstairs.

After the rain, the bluestone slabs on the streets were bumpy and full of puddles of water.

As luck would have it, the book that was thrown down happened to fall into a puddle and instantly became soaked and turned into waste paper.

Xiao Jingyu turned his head in disbelief and stared into Xuan Ning's eyes with an almost heartless look, "Do you know that when you lose your temper, it's really ugly!"

……

A quarrel between a couple became more intense because of Yan Zhuo's unintentional intervention.

But Yan Zhuo didn’t realize it at all. Maybe even if he did, he wouldn’t care.

He carefully protected the glutinous rice cake that he had snatched from another person at a high price, and hurried over, finally arriving before Jiang Ying woke up.

Aunt Peng's plain noodles were ready, but Yan Zhuo was still worried, so he drank a bowl of them first. After making sure that the taste was what Jiang Ying liked, he tiptoed into the house and prepared to call for help.

But as soon as I entered the room, I found Jiang Ying sitting or lying on the large bed, making some indescribable postures!