After a tragic death and rebirth, I became the regent's favorite

Shen Moyu opened the brocade box. The vase was octagonal in shape. The whole thing was colorful, crystal clear and dazzling.

It is no wonder that the late emperor was so fond of this vase during his lifetime and gave it to her grandfather as a reward. It must have been a very good thing.

"Mom, I won't be polite then."

Mo Wushuang was amused by Shen Moyu's playful look, and stretched out his hand to scratch her nose lovingly, "You are really my little ancestor."

"Master, this is the account book for the first half of the year. Please take a look."

When Manager Qi went in to get the glass vase, he also took out the account book.

Seeing this, Shen Moyou turned around and ran away holding the glass vase, "Mom, I just saw someone eating dim sum and watching opera next door. Please look at your account book, I won't disturb you."

"Then you better be careful."

Mo Wushuang knew that now was not the time to give these things to Shen Moyu, so he did not force her to stay and just gave her some instructions.

Coming out of Jieyou Shop, Shen Moyou stuffed the brocade box in his hand to Liyue, "I'll need this later, so keep it for now."

"Yes, ma'am."

Next to the Jieyoupu is a teahouse. It was the busiest time in the morning, with many people sitting inside and outside. The story of Liang Zhu was being told on the stage, and a group of people in the audience were clapping and cheering.

Shen Moyu took a few looks, found a seat in a corner and sat down. Soon a waiter came over to greet him.

"I want a plate of salty crispy rolls, a plate of mung bean crystal cake, a plate of glutinous rice and lotus root cake, and a pot of jasmine Longjing tea."

Shen Moyu glanced at the wooden pastry sign handed to him by the waiter and read out several kinds.

"okay."

The waiter said in a loud voice, "Wait a moment, I'll bring it to you right away."

"Miss, it seems that His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince has followed."

Xiao Ting is a prince after all. She and Mo Wushuang neither disguised themselves nor concealed their identities in Jieyoupu, so it was impossible for them to escape Xiao Ting's attention.

It was really a bit of a letdown to see him here. Shen Moyou pinched his somewhat tight temples and said in a calm voice, "Come if you want."

Xiao Ting did not expect that he and Shen Moyu would meet again so soon after the Hundred Flowers Banquet.

"I have met His Highness."

Shen Moyu saw Xiao Ting standing in front of him and only gave a perfunctory symbolic verbal greeting.

"Most of the people here are ordinary people. I guess Your Highness doesn't want to be too high-profile, right?"

What Shen Moyu meant was that if Xiao Ting asked her to perform a grand ceremony, she would be able to do it.

At this moment, even a stupid person could see how much Shen Moyu disliked Xiao Ting.

But Xiao Ting didn't know what to think, and sat down opposite her, "Miss Shen, you don't mind if I join the table, right?"

"Your Highness, please do as you please."

Shen Moyu was about to roll her eyes in her heart. She had never seen Xiao Ting so tactless in her previous life. Could it be that in the last game of chess, she didn't win the chess but Xiao Ting's brain?

"Why is Miss Shen here to listen to the opera?"

At this time, the Liang Zhu song was finished on stage, and the Xiang Yu and Chu battles for supremacy began. The waiter had also brought the cakes and tea.

"Then how could His Highness have the leisure to come here to listen to the opera?"

"I heard that the worry-relieving shop next door is owned by the Mo family?"

Xiao Ting turned the topic directly to her mother's shop next door, and Shen Moyu was eating pastries casually.

"Yes, it's my mother's business. Your Highness, do you want to buy anything? I can tell the shopkeeper to sell it at the original price and not give Your Highness any discount."

Xiao Ting's face gradually turned green, and anger was faintly visible. "Miss Shen, what does this mean?"

"Your Highness, are you angry?"

Shen Moyou pretended to be surprised and said with a fake smile,

"I thought that Your Highness is a prince. If I don't sell it at the original price and give you a discount, wouldn't that be an insult to your noble status?"

"Mo You, is there any misunderstanding between us?"

Xiao Ting couldn't help himself, took a deep breath and called Shen Moyou's name, "I remember that you and I didn't talk like this before."

"Then your highness, how do you think we should talk?"

Shen Moyu chewed the pastry hard, making a "crunching" sound as if his upper and lower teeth were fighting, and it seemed as if he was going to lift Xiao Ting's skull off.

Xiao Ting felt an inexplicable chill on his back. He just subconsciously felt that something was wrong. A few days ago, Shen Moyu was sticking to him from time to time, calling him "Brother Xiao Ting, Brother Xiao Ting", instead of the cold look on his face now.

"Don't you like me?"

When Xiao Ting said this, Li Yue and Sheng Xia both widened their eyes and whispered, "Your Highness, please be careful with your words. You don't care about your reputation, but our lady still has to care about her reputation."

"Your Highness the Seventh Prince!"

Shen Moyou stuffed the salty crisp roll in his hand into his mouth, and said in a serious tone, "If in the past, I said something or did something that made Your Highness mistakenly think that I was interested in you, then now I can tell you clearly that I don't like you. Did Your Highness hear me clearly?"

Xiao Ting was such a conceited person that Shen Moyu's words were tantamount to a slap in his face.

At this moment, his face was so ugly that it could not be described. It was as gloomy as ink and almost as black as charcoal.

"Shen Moyou, you are awesome!"

Xiao Ting gritted his teeth and said something, then turned and left. Only after he left the teahouse did his gloomy expression ease a little.

"Your Highness, Miss Shen is really too ungrateful."

The guard beside him, Tong Shi, complained angrily, "You have been kind to her many times, but she always ignores you."

Xiao Ting knew very well that Shen Moyu was ungrateful, but behind her were the Shen family and the Mo family. One was the prime minister of the dynasty, and the other was General Mo. No matter which one of them, they would be a great help to him.

So even if Shen Moyu was not in a good mood, he could endure it.

"Since she won't give me face, I'll just have to find a way to make her submit. She's just a woman, haha..."

"Your Highness, have you come up with a solution?"

Tong Shi was a little curious about the sudden change in his prince's expression. His face was gloomy just now, but now he suddenly smiled.

Xiao Ting looked back at the teahouse and said calmly, "Don't worry, she will give in sooner or later. The most urgent thing is to find a gift for my father's birthday."

"Yes."

On the other side, Shen Moyu was in a bad mood because Xiao Ting had disturbed his interest in watching the show. He supported his chin with his hand and took bites of the mung bean crystal cake.

"Miss, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince is too disgusting."

Li Yue bent down and took a handkerchief to wipe the icing sugar off the corners of Shen Moyou's mouth. "You said it so clearly, but he still keeps chasing after me."

Shen Moyou smiled contemptuously when he heard this, "Yes, it is indeed disgusting."

However, Xiao Ting's nausea has not been going on for just one or two days, and she predicted that she would have to face Xiao Ting's nausea for a long time in the future.

She is about to reach marriage age. Not to mention the Prime Minister's Mansion, even a general's mansion alone is already a popular place. How could Xiao Ting let her go?