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

The emperor's eldest grandson looked at the group of children from Goryeo, helped up the child who was beaten to the ground, and stood aside dejectedly.

The little bull was holding back tears, his eyes were red, and he looked at Jingyou with anger and a bit of fear.

"After you find out, tell me later. I'll take them away first." The eldest grandson of the emperor smiled slightly, "I think this kid is not only good at martial arts, but also smart.

"After all, Gao Li is here as a guest. If I maim or injure someone, I will have a hard time explaining to Grandfather Emperor and Father."

Yang Qian could not help but nod his head repeatedly. "I don't think he used much strength. He just exhausted the kid's strength and then used some clever tricks."

The eldest grandson of the emperor nodded with great satisfaction, "This is the 'way of hospitality' of a great country. It is both respectable and does not give people any reason to criticize us!"

The emperor's eldest grandson patted Yang Qian on the shoulder and said, "Please entertain them well. I will take them back to see the imperial physician."

Before the emperor's eldest grandson left, he looked at Jingyou deeply again.

Only then did he lead the group of Korean children away with a smile.

As soon as the emperor's eldest grandson left, Yang Qian immediately squeezed into the crowd and excitedly grabbed Jingyou, "How did you do it? Tell me now!"

The children around were also staring at Jingyou with burning eyes.

Jingyou smiled slightly, without a trace of arrogance on his face, and even a bit of childish shyness, "It was my second uncle who taught me the acupuncture technique. There are many acupuncture points on the human body. Some of them, if you touch them lightly, will cause pain and numbness. It will also make people temporarily lose their strength."

"Wow! That's amazing! Can you teach me?"

"Wang Twelve! Why do you want to learn everything? Jingyou, teach me, teach me!"

"So your name is Jingyou, can I become your disciple?"

A group of children chattered and surrounded Jingyou eagerly.

This little child, who appeared at the banquet for the first time and whom they met for the first time, seemed to have become their hero and their idol at this moment.

Children's likes and dislikes are always very straightforward.

"All of you, get out of the way! I'm the host today!" Yang Qian shouted, pushing the other children away. He put his arm around Jingyou's shoulders and said, "He is my guest!"

"Hmph! Yang Qian! You're too domineering!" The children argued fiercely.

"Jingyou, whose family are you from? Next time, I will be the first one to send you an invitation. Please come to my house as a guest!"

"We got to know Jingyou first!" The children from the Wang and Cui families immediately stood in front of the other children.

It was as if they were afraid that "their Jingyou" would be taken away by someone.

"Oh, the gifts I prepared for everyone have arrived. Go and pick out the ones you like!" Yang Qian waved to the servants.

The servants were quite helpless, as this gift was originally supposed to be delivered when everyone was leaving.

Why do you have to take it out now?

But the young master gave orders and glared at them, so the servants did not dare to be negligent and quickly brought up various gifts.

Exquisite little wooden swords, wonderful Luban locks, and little wooden horses that will run by themselves when you sit on them...

These are exquisite gadgets developed by the palace craftsmen.

The one who is usually the most popular is not as popular today as the child who is surrounded by everyone.

Yang Qian asked people to block them and finally pulled Jingyou out from the group of children.

"You are my guest today. You are not allowed to get so close to others. You can only play with me!" Yang Qian said domineeringly.

Jingyou smiled slightly and said good-temperedly, "Okay."

"Who is your father?" Yang Qian asked.

The smile on Jingyou's face faded instantly, "Changning Marquis Gu Shizi."

Yang Qian tilted his head and thought for a moment, "...I don't know him, but does he treat you badly?"

Jingyou didn't say anything, but just lowered his eyes, his face covered with a layer of light frost.

"Huh?" Yang Qian looked at him, then turned his shoulders, took a step back, and looked at his face carefully. "Strange, why do I feel like you look familiar? Have I seen you before?"

Jingyou then smiled and shook his head, "If I have seen it, Jingyou will definitely remember it."

“That’s strange…” Yang Qian slapped his forehead and suddenly let out a long “oh”, “I remember now, you look like someone!”

Jingyou's mouth twitched, "What else? Can it be like a monkey?"

"No! Come with me!" Yang Qian grabbed him and ran, "I'll take you to find my mother!"

"Sir, aren't you going to entertain guests?" Jingyou reminded him.

"Oh, that's not important! Someone will entertain me!" Yang Qian didn't care and pulled him to find Princess Taihua.

Jing You, who was being dragged by Yang Qian, glanced at the groups of elegantly dressed guests.

He was looking for Song Mingli.

He was confident that he could find his mother at a glance among the vast crowd.

But... he might have been too confident, and he looked several times but still couldn't find his mother.

It’s no wonder Jingyou’s eyesight isn’t sharp.

In fact, Song Mingli was not in the garden full of guests at this moment.

She was invited by Princess Taihua's lady-in-waiting to another garden alone.

The scenery here is unique, with roses in full bloom, butterflies flying, and the fragrance of flowers wafting.

In the garden, running water flows through the rockery, and the gurgling sound of the water makes this place even more tranquil.

"Madam, please wait a moment." The female official led the person over and left.

Song Mingli looked around in confusion. Why did Princess Taihua bring her here? Was she going to talk about Yunzhong Mountain?

"Cough cough——" A deliberate cough was heard from a small pavilion hidden by a flower wall.

Song Mingli looked towards the small pavilion and vaguely saw a tall figure standing inside.

In a flash, Song Mingli guessed who he was.

"You stay here." Song Mingli said to Zi Su, then walked around the flower wall and into the small pavilion.

Sure enough, Prince Jing Chu Yanchen was waiting in the small pavilion.

Song Mingli bowed and said, "Greetings, His Royal Highness Prince Jing."

Chu Yanchen raised his eyes to look at her, "I didn't do everything I promised you, I'm sorry. As compensation, if you have any request, just ask, I will not refuse."

Song Mingli was grateful and admired Prince Jing's character even more.

He was a prince, a busy man, but he actually remembered to promise her a little favor.

He even came to apologize and offer compensation for this.

Song Mingli even felt a little embarrassed.

"Your Highness, you are too kind. My request was excessive in the first place. Your Highness, you are generous enough not to blame me."

Song Mingli nodded and smiled, "Jingyou is well taken care of by the Wang family. He is very happy in school and has made great progress. I am very grateful to the prince."

Chu Yanchen looked at her solemnly and said, "I should do what I promised."

He was a man of his word, and he was also favored by his father. Many people in Kyoto wanted to curry favor with him and get a promise from him.

Now, he put this temptation in front of this woman, but she was indifferent?

"You really have nothing else to ask for?" Chu Yanchen was a little anxious.

When he came back from hunting with the prince, he heard about the ridiculous things that happened in the Gu family... It was obvious that she was not living well in the Gu family.

Because of his friendship with General Song, he wanted to help her, but he didn't know how.

"No matter what you ask for, I will do my best to fulfill it."

Just speak up! If you need any help, just tell me!

Song Mingli smiled and shook her head, "Last time, I was already pushing the limits. Thank you, Your Majesty, for your generosity."

Chu Yanchen sighed...

This woman is probably the infatuated woman in the opera who loves Gu Qingshan terribly, right?

"Well then. Let's say goodbye today, and it's time for me to go to the northern border." Chu Yanchen said.

Song Mingli suddenly raised his eyes to look at him. He still wanted to leave?