Prince Li Yan and Li Miao were walking on the road. Zheng Ping was about two steps behind them, following closely behind them.

Prince Li Yan suddenly sighed and said, "Li Zhuangyuan, why did you have to get to this point with Lord Sima?"

Of course he was talking about what happened at the banquet just now.

Li Miao paused for a moment and said: "Your Highness, I don't want to do this either, but Lord Sima has some misunderstandings about me."

Prince Li Yan said: "The matter of Master Sima's son really has nothing to do with you?"

Li Miao said without hesitation: "It doesn't matter."

Prince Li Yan looked at Li Miao steadily, and then said: "Okay, since it has nothing to do with you, Li Zhuangyuan, I must find out the truth of the matter, so that the misunderstanding between you and Lord Sima can be resolved."

This is impossible...

With this thought in his heart, Li Miao showed gratitude on his face and said: "Then thank you, Your Highness, the Crown Prince."

Prince Li Yan smiled, and then said: "Then... the Imperial Palace will hold a poetry meeting in Bishui Pavilion tomorrow, and I would like to invite Li Zhuangyuan to show his face when he falls."

Li Miao pretended to be frightened and said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is serious. If there is something going on tomorrow, he will definitely go to Bishui Pavilion."

Unknowingly, the gate of Zhe Mansion appeared in front of the three of them.

According to the guard's report, Zhe Xinyi, wearing a smart outfit, soon appeared in front of the three of them.

"I have met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Zhe Xinyi saluted Prince Li Yan and turned her eyes towards Li Miao without revealing anything.

Li Miao spread his hands slightly and said silently: I don't know what this person wants to do with you.

Then, I saw the look from Prince Li Yan and knew what it meant.

"Ahem..."

Li Miao coughed a few times and said to the bun-faced maid: "Miss Xing'er, I brought back some delicious food from the banquet. Let's go and taste it for you."

"Okay!"

The bun-faced maid's eyes lit up, and she left with Li Miao with anticipation, leaving only the prince Li Yan and Zhe Xinyi.

......

"Master Li, where is the delicious food?"

The bun-faced maid stared straight at Li Miao with her big eyes.

"Uh..."

Li Miao said: "I suddenly remembered that I had indeed packed it, but forgot to bring it back."

"Master Li, do you know? What you are doing is called cheating!"

The bun-faced maid pouted and looked at Li Miao angrily.

Really unable to bear the gaze of this maid, Li Miao had no choice but to raise her hands and beg for mercy, saying: "It's my fault. I shouldn't have deceived Miss Xing'er. I'll make you a beggar's chicken in two days as a gift to you."

How about making amends?"

"Beggars chicken?"

The bun-faced maid is confused.

Li Miao said confidently: "This is a way to make chicken. It is guaranteed to be much more delicious than any chicken you have ever eaten before."

He had already had this idea when he saw a big rooster passing by with a few hens two days ago.

The bun-faced maid swallowed her saliva and quickly nodded in agreement. In addition, she needed Li Miao to tell her a story so that she could get away with deceiving her.

"What are you going to do?"

Didn’t you say you wanted to tell her a story? Why did you run away?

"I went to get melon seeds and listen to stories. Without melon seeds to eat, the fun would be half as bad."

Li Miao: "..."

After talking about Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, when the bun-faced maid burst into tears, Zhe Xinyi appeared in front of them, holding an exquisite gift box in her hand.

"What happened to Myolie? Did you bully her?"

Zhe Xinyi looked at Li Miao with an evil look.

"Miss, Mr. Li didn't bully me, it was the story he told that was so touching." The bun-faced maid said for Li Miao.

Zhe Xinyi glared at her with a bit of hatred, and she was moved to tears even by listening to a story.

The bun-faced maid whispered aggrievedly: "But... the story Mr. Li told was really touching."

"Where is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Li Miao asked Zhe Xinyi.

Zhe Xinyi said: "Already left."

"Then...this is?"

Li Miao's eyes fell on the exquisite gift box in her hand.

Zhe Xinyi explained: "The one who gave it to me."

"That's it..."

Li Miao felt a little uncomfortable inside.

"Here you go."

Zhe Xinyi suddenly gave the delicate gift box in her hand to the bun-faced maid.

"Miss, what's inside?"

The bun-faced maid holds an exquisite gift box with a curious expression.

Zhe Xinyi said: "I don't know, I've already given it to you anyway. If you want to know, can't you just open it and take a look?"

So, the bun-faced maid couldn't wait to open the exquisite gift box and found that it contained a very exquisite glazed hairpin.

"Miss, this...this, this is really too valuable. I...I, I can't have it."

The bun-faced words were obviously trembling. She has never seen such a beautiful glazed hairpin in her whole life. I'm afraid she won't be able to afford it even if I sell it.

Zhe Xinyi said completely nonchalantly: "I'll give it to you if I say I'll give it to you."

Seeing this, Li Miao felt comfortable again.

Baozilian quickly returned to her room with the exquisite gift box. She wanted to hide the glazed hairpin well so that no thief would find it.

So, there are only two people here, Li Miao and Zhe Xinyi.

When Li Miao was about to say something, a maid came towards the two of them, holding an invitation in her hand.

Zhe Xinyi thought this invitation was from her, but she never thought that this invitation was for Li Miao.

I saw that after the maid bowed to Zhe Xinyi and Li Miao respectively, she handed the invitation in her hand to Li Miao.

"Master Li, this invitation is for you."

Li Miao opened the invitation in confusion and found that it was an invitation from the King of Jin to invite him to attend a poetry meeting at his palace tomorrow.

It can be seen from this that the King of Jin was indeed prepared in advance, and even the invitations were issued, unlike Prince Li Yan who just responded in a hurry.

"Whose invitation is it?" Zhe Xinyi asked at the side.

Li Miao said: "This is an invitation from the King of Jin. He invites me to attend a poetry meeting at his palace tomorrow."

Seeing the difference in his expression, Zhe Xinyi asked again: "Is there anything wrong with this?"

So, Li Miao told the story that Prince Li Yan would also hold a poetry meeting in Bishui Pavilion tomorrow and invite him.

Hearing this, Zhe Xinyi frowned slightly and said: "The fight between the Crown Prince and King Jin is known to the entire court. King Jin wants to pull the Crown Prince down from his position in the East Palace and sit on it himself, while the Crown Prince is

The kind who want to completely defeat this powerful enemy, Prince Jin, and never stand up again."

"Now it seems that the prince's position in the East Palace is relatively stable, and he has great influence in the court. However, this is not the case. Although the power of the Jin Dynasty in the court is not as good as that of the prince, the gap between them is not as expected.

It's so big, if the prince doesn't pay attention, he might fall into the trap of King Jin."

"In the end, no one can guarantee who will take that position, so you'd better not get involved in the power struggle between the prince and the king of Jin."

"This is natural."

Li Miao confirmed Zhe Xinyi's statement, and then said: "How about tomorrow's poetry meeting?"

Zhe Xinyi said without hesitation: "Find a reason and don't go to both sides."

"Reason?"

Li Miao was deep in thought, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked Zhe Xinyi, "What do you think I'll do if I get sick tomorrow?"

"Yeah."
Chapter completed!