After the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion was reborn, she divorced and married the prince!

Late at night.

Molan came to urge Jingyou to go to bed, but saw him sitting under the lamp with a picture book.

"Young master, what are you looking at?" Molan walked forward and took a look.

It was not a big deal to take a look at her, but she was shocked.

"Hmm? Military... Military Strategy Book?"

Who would draw the art of war into a small picture book?

Those who can read the Art of War are all literate, right? Those who cannot read do not need to read the Art of War, right?

Jingyou raised his head with a serious expression, "My second uncle gave it to me. He said that this was what my grandfather told him and my eldest uncle. He couldn't understand it, so my eldest uncle drew it into a picture book and showed it to him so that he could remember it. He has kept it as a treasure. Now, he has passed it on to me!"

Jingyou held it against his chest with great care, as if he was also remembering General Song.

Molan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. What did the Second Young Master teach Young Master Jingyou?

He is only six years old! What military strategy is he studying?

"Sister Molan, as the saying goes, a thief can steal for a thousand days, but you can never be on guard against thieves for a thousand days. I think we are too passive! We are being led by the nose by the enemy."

Jingyou's little face looked serious, not like that of a child.

Molan was stunned when she heard this, "Young Master, I don't understand?"

"My mother is worried that someone might harm me, so she asked you to stay by my side and be on guard."

Jingyou said confidently, "But we don't know who that 'big rat' is, which makes us passive."

"Instead of passively guarding against the possibility of a big rat coming out and biting us, it is better to lure the enemy out of its hole!"

Molan was stunned.

Did he...really understand it?

Moreover, the young lady had never told him her thoughts to his face, but it turned out that he knew it all!

No wonder today, as soon as the prince entered the young lady's room, he stood at the window and stared.

Not only did the young lady sense the danger, but he, at such a young age, also keenly sensed it.

"What are you going to do?" Molan no longer treated him as a child.

Instead, I asked him seriously what he meant.

"I'm afraid I'll have to wrong Sister Molan!" Jingyou smiled embarrassedly, "I'll have to wrong Sister Molan to pretend to be lazy and dissatisfied with mother and me, so that the big rat can relax his vigilance."

Molan took a deep breath, pondered for a moment, and nodded slightly, "It's feasible! As long as the big rat can be caught, I will not be wronged!"

"Also, don't tell my mother yet! I'm afraid she'll worry, and I'm also afraid the rat will get suspicious."

Mo Lan hesitated.

Jingyou looked into Molan's eyes and said seriously, "I believe in Sister Molan's ability. She will definitely be able to protect me, right?"

Cymbidium:"……"

Why did she feel like she had been tricked into a pirate ship by a little kid?

But now, saying that I can't do it? That's impossible!

Even General Song, who trained her, could not agree!

"Yes!" Mo Lan nodded heavily, "Young Master, rest assured, I will definitely fulfill your orders!"

For some reason, when she met Jingyou's gaze, she felt as if she saw General Song.

General Song always trusted his employees. When he chose her, he looked at her with such trust and solemnity.

"Young Master, you have quite a bit of the legacy of the great general back then!" Mo Lan's heart surged, "If the great general knew, he would definitely be pleased!"

The two of them discussed a countermeasure, and Molan really became lazier day by day.

In the past, whenever Jingyou wrote, she would always grind ink beside him.

But these days, after grinding the ink, she would hide in the servants' room, drinking tea and eating melon seeds with a group of little maids.

The nurse was being pushed around by Gu Qingshan and she was at her wit's end...

But suddenly I found that Molan's vigilance seemed to have relaxed?

The nurse didn't dare to act rashly; she watched quietly.

After Molan had ground the ink, she took the opportunity to go into the servants' room to take a break.

A few little girls were eating melon seeds and gossiping.

"Mrs. Cui is so proud now. She used to be just a second-class maid, but now she has maids to serve her!"

"Our master is too kind and doesn't even ask her to follow the rules! She goes to visit the garden every day! As if she is a proper master!"

"What do you mean by strolling around the garden? That's because she was waiting for the prince. Every time the prince came out of Chongming Hall, she would pull him into Cuiwei Residence."

"Cough..." Molan coughed lightly unhappily.

The nurse outside pricked up her ears.

The little maid lowered her voice and said, "Everyone knows that this opportunity originally belonged to Sister Molan!"

"Yes, if the young lady had agreed, it would be Sister Molan who would be half the master now! There would be no place for Aunt Cui!"

"Stop talking!" Mo Lan said unhappily, "If the young mistress heard me, she would think I wanted to climb into bed!"

"Yes, yes, shut up! We were the ones who were talking nonsense!" The maids hurriedly poured her tea and peeled melon seeds.

The nanny blinked her eyes. So... is that so?

Molan seems to be loyal, but in fact she also wants to climb up?

Seeing the young lady pushing Xiao Cui forward, she appeared calm on the surface, but in fact she was already feeling dissatisfied?

The nurse returned to the room and slapped her thigh. Yes! She should have thought of it earlier!

Molan and Zisu are already quite old, but they are still not betrothed.

She originally thought that they didn't want to get married! But what woman really doesn't want to get married and have children?

The young lady must have kept them here on purpose!

The prince is so elegant and handsome, which maid wouldn't be attracted to him?

The young lady blocked her bright future, so it was no wonder that she felt dissatisfied and lazy.

The wet nurse had an idea in her mind and told the prince: Let’s take action in these few days.

She kept an eye on Molan and saw her hiding in the servants' room again.

The nurse came to Jingyou immediately and said, "Young Master, the green-jawed plum blossoms in the West Garden are in bloom! They are so beautiful! Would you like to pick some and give them to the young lady?"

"It will look very pretty in the narrow-mouthed vase in front of the young lady's window."

Jingyou raised his head, glanced at the nanny, and said hesitantly, "But I still have a big character to write."

The nurse rolled her eyes and sighed, "What a pity! I heard Master Gu Huai say that he wanted to give the best ones to the old lady and the lady! If we go too late, I'm afraid the best ones will be taken away by them."

When Jingyou heard this, he became anxious.

He quickly put down his pen and said, "Where's Molan? Ask her to come along."

The nurse said, "I just saw her holding her belly. Maybe she went to the bathroom?"

"Has she had a stomach upset these days? She's always away!" Jingyou muttered, turned around and ran out.

The nurse followed him out of the courtyard and suddenly said, "It's still cold. I'll get you a windbreaker. Please wait for me here."

"Hurry up!" Jingyou said.

The nurse turned and ran back.

Feng Chang had already prepared the cloak, and she went back only to ask someone to deliver a message to the prince.

The prince said that before taking action, we should inform him in advance to ensure that everything goes well.

The nurse was delayed for a while before she caught up with Jingyou with the wind cloak.

"Why are you so slow?" Jingyou said dissatisfiedly, "Don't go too late, the best ones have been taken away by them!"

The nurse laughed and wrapped the wind cloak around him, "No, young master."

There are rockery and lakes in the West Garden.

There is a pavilion beside the lake.

Xiyuan is quiet at this moment, with no one around.

Maybe the prince has already made arrangements? By then, even if Master Jingyou shouts, no one will come to rescue him!

There are several plum trees planted by the lake.

The wintersweets have already faded, but the green-jawed plums are in full bloom.

The branches of the green-jawed plum are slanted across the water, casting clear reflections on the calm lake surface.

"That branch, that branch is the biggest and most beautiful!" said the nanny, pointing at the plum branch on the lake.