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Chapter 392

"Where is Brother Xiao? Why didn't he come with you?" It's rare that Hua Mian had prepared so many meals while Sikong Xiao was not there.

"Young Master Ninth was called over by Your Highness to have dinner together. Your Highness originally wanted to call the fourth lady to go too, but Lord Zhu said that this was not a norm," Xiao Cui set up the table and replied.

"Mr. Zhu?" Although Sikong Yue didn't walk much in the court, the officials who followed His Highness Eleventh this time were all well-known figures in various departments. But who is the Lord Zhu in Xiao Cui's mouth? Why didn't she have any impression of it?

When Xiao Cui saw Sikong Yue asks Lord Zhu, she herself didn't know the specific situation of the adult. She only heard Xiao Yin say that it was a man named Zhu and looked at Huamian, hoping that Huamian could explain it.

"It's the Lord Zhu from Honglu Temple, who seems to be the Minister of the Honglu Temple." Hua Mian's understanding of him is limited to this.

"The people from the Honglu Temple..." The military post of Sikong Yue has never had any relationship with the Honglu Temple. After hearing Hua Mian's words, he stopped continuing the topic, but sat at the table.

Seeing Sikong Yue start eating, Hua Mian said, "Sister Yehua, eat slowly first, we will clean up after eating. Let's go back to your highness to take a look."

Sikong Yue was holding chopsticks in her mouth. After hearing Hua Mian's words, she raised her hand and waved her hand, indicating that they could leave. After the two of them saluted, they walked towards the Eleventh Highness's carriage.

Sikong Yue was eating, and he was thinking about the matter about Lord Zhu. What was the intention of the people from Honglu Temple approaching Huang'er? He had never heard Huang'er mention Lord Zhu. Could it be that Honglu Temple decided to support the Your Highness here? Seeing Hua Mian and Xiao Cui walk towards the front carriage, Sikong Yue decided to finish the meal in front of him first before making it.

"Quan Xia is back." Seeing Hua Mian walking away, Xiao Yin hurriedly met her.

"What happened?" I remember that I had already arranged the meals of Your Highness since I went there. Is there anything wrong with it?

"It's so big," Xiaoyin looked at the savior's expression. If it weren't for the difference in identities between the two, he would have wanted to hug Huamian's legs and cry.

Seeing his appearance made Hua Mian a little confused. What's wrong? Seeing that the other guards were patrolling outside His Highness's tent as usual, it didn't seem like something happened to His Highness. Seeing him in such a panic just now, Hua Mian quickly thought about several assumptions in his mind, from assassination to His Highness's eleventh to not bringing out the envoys, they all thought about it all, but the guards didn't look like this.

Before Xiaoyin could answer Hua Mian's words, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and a palace maid who looked a little more advanced than Xiaoyin walked out. Seeing that Xiaoyin was still standing at the door of the tent, he rushed up in two steps and said, "Didn't you tell you to go to find Xia Zhangchu? Your Highness's food is about to be eaten, why do you really want to wait until your Highness has no food before going?"

"No, it's not that I can't go over, it's that Xia Zhangchu came over in person," Xiaoyin hurriedly explained, and turned his head to Hua Mian and said, "Your Highness's dishes are not enough."

"What?" Hua Mian wondered if she had heard it wrong. She had already prepared more dishes for two people since Sikong Xiao would eat with His Highness, so why was it still not enough? She knew that Sikong Xiao could eat, but when was His Highness so able to eat?
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