Yan Mingzhu walked over and sat down, looking around, "Your Highness, don't you need breakfast?"
Zhuang Ke took a bite of the meat bun and replied with bulging cheeks: "My eldest nephew goes to court at dawn. Being a prince is also hard work. He has to go to court before dawn every day. He still has to do it.
A salted fish is the most comfortable."
With that said, Zhuang Ke pointed to the dishes on the table, "Miss Yan, you're welcome, eat it quickly, these big meat buns taste great, my nephew has really changed his gender, he can even see meat in his breakfast.
This treatment is good, I have decided to stay in the palace for two more days, otherwise my nephew will be alone in such a huge palace, how lonely he will be!"
The maid serving on the side: "..."
Young Master, you really think too much. It is not good for people to be too narcissistic. His Highness does not need your company at all, and he hopes that you can disappear immediately.
As he spoke, Zhuang Ke suddenly slapped the table and said, "By the way, Miss Yan San, you did something big last night, do you remember?"
Yan Mingzhu raised her eyes curiously, "What big thing have I done?"
Uncle Wu happened to walk to the door of the main hall and staggered in fright when he heard Zhuang Ke's unsurprising words.
Damn it, I forgot about this little ancestor!
I gave instructions to all the servants in the house last night, but I missed Zhuang Ke. Oh no, this little ancestor, if you don’t let him do anything, he will do it. If you really tell him, he will become even more angry.
Big mouth, lest the world not be in chaos.
Uncle Wu hurriedly walked in and wanted to stop him, but obviously, his movements were not as fast as Zhuang Ke's mouth.
"Miss Yan San, your sword dance last night was crisp and smooth, and that... that sword flower, yes, it's called sword flower, right? How did you do it? You can dance so dazzlingly.
At the same time, can you still avoid being cut by the sword?"
Yan Mingzhu thought Zhuang Ke was going to say something big. During the sword dance, she was still conscious, so she naturally remembered what she danced.
"Practice makes perfect. In fact, the action breakdown is very simple. Just turn your wrist left and right, then flip it up and down. If you practice for a while, your wrist will be able to move flexibly. If the speed is faster, you can achieve the effect last night."
Zhuang Ke suddenly realized what he was saying, and then turned around to see Uncle Wu looking in a hurry, and said strangely: "Old Wu, you have a panicked look on your face. If you want to go to the toilet, just go out and turn left."
Uncle Wu smiled politely, "I just want to ask, young master, would you like rice porridge? It's just out of the pot, it tastes good."
Zhuang Ke waved his hand, indicating that he would also give Yan Mingzhu a portion.
Yan Mingzhu took a sip of porridge and asked again: "Young Master, after I finished the sword dance last night, I didn't do anything else, right?"
Zhuang Ke groaned, his eyes drifting with obvious guilt. How could he remember what Yan Mingzhu did after finishing the sword dance last night?
Because after he praised him, he tilted his head and fell asleep on the low table.
But can he tell the truth? Of course not, after all, before drinking, he swore to pat his chest to show that he would never get drunk after a thousand drinks.
As a result, he fell down first before the girl was drunk. Wouldn't it be embarrassing?
Therefore, Zhuang Ke opened his eyes and told lies: "No, you are a little lady, what can you do? After finishing the sword dance, just...just go..."
Uncle Wu immediately continued: "I went back to the guest room to rest and didn't wake up until dawn."
Zhuang Ke immediately gave Uncle Wu a look that said, "You are very wise." Then he nodded.
Little did he know that Uncle Wu was relieved.
Fortunately, this little ancestor was also drunk last night, otherwise this situation would not be easy to deal with. His Highness will be blamed when he comes back!
After finishing breakfast, Yan Mingzhu said goodbye and left.
Zhuang Ke was quite reluctant to leave, "Miss Yan San, why don't you stay for a few more days?"
Yan Mingzhu smiled and said: "No, thank you for your kindness, young master. However, my family is still waiting for me to go back. I didn't come back all night yesterday. They were afraid that I would be worried, so I won't disturb you anymore and leave."
As soon as he walked out of the corridor, Uncle Wu caught up with him, "Miss Yan, wait a minute."
Yan Mingzhu stopped and looked sideways, "What's the matter with Butler Wu?"
Uncle Wu raised his hand, and the maid who was following him handed the box she was holding to Yan Mingzhu.
Under Yan Mingzhu's puzzled gaze, Uncle Wu smiled and explained: "Your Highness gave this to the girl. Let's see if she likes it."
Qi Jue gave it to her?
Yan Mingzhu was curious about what it was, so she opened it and found that what was lying inside was actually the valuable gold-woven feather satin she had seen in Jinmanlou yesterday.
"This satin is very expensive. I have no merit and no reward, so I can't accept it."
Wu Bo said: "If Miss Yan hadn't come to the rescue yesterday, my young master would have lost his arms and legs. The girl's life-saving grace is much more expensive than this satin. This is His Highness's heartfelt wish. I also ask the girl to ask for it."
Take it."
Now that Mr. Wu said so, Yan Mingzhu stopped making excuses and accepted the feather satin, "Then I would like to trouble Butler Wu to convey to His Highness, thank you for Your Highness's kindness. I like the things very much."
Back at the Marquis Mansion, Yan Mingzhu had just handed the jade lion to Liu Xiang and asked her to take it to the stable to raise her, but Yuan Yixiao had already excitedly come to the yard to block her.
The little girl saw the jade lion at a glance and was instantly amazed, "What a beautiful horse. Cousin, where did you buy it?"
As she spoke, she wanted to reach out and touch her, but Yan Mingzhu quickly held her down and said, "This is the Zhaoye Jade Lion. It has a very fierce temper. Don't touch it casually, otherwise it will kick people with its hooves."
Yuan Yi smiled and opened her eyes wide, "Zhaoye Jade Lion? This is a rare BMW. Cousin, where did you get it?"
Yan Mingzhu replied casually: "His Royal Highness King Dingbei gave it to me."
Yuan Yixiao immediately showed an expression like that, and leaned over with a gossipy face.
"Cousin, something is wrong. His Royal Highness Dingbei is here to give you a BMW and stay overnight. I have heard before that this His Highness is not a womanizer and is very cold and arrogant. So...is he treating my cousin?
Are you interesting? Cousin, you are going to be the Princess of the North soon?"
Before Yan Mingzhu could speak, there was a sneer: "Sister-in-law, why are you talking in your sleep so early in the morning? His Royal Highness King Dingbei is the most noble prince of the Tian family.
Looking across the entire imperial capital, the noble girls who want to become the Princess of Dingbei can line up outside the moat holding hands. Why would he ignore so many high-status ladies and look down on a married second cousin?"
When Yuan Yixiao heard this, she immediately became angry, "Jiang Yingying, who are you calling your second cousin? Don't think that because you are my sister-in-law, I won't beat you!"
Within the Marquis Mansion, the second young lady Jiang Yingying was always at odds with Yan Mingzhu.
Previously, Jiang Yingying was scolded by the elder's wife at the dinner table and even knelt in the ancestral hall all night. Naturally, she deeply resented Yan Mingzhu.
However, there was no emotion on Yan Mingzhu's face. She held Yuan Yixiao's hand and patted it comfortingly.
Then he let go and approached Jiang Yingying step by step.
Yan Mingzhu said nothing, but the invisible sense of oppression made Jiang Yingying instinctively step back with a guilty conscience, "You...what do you want to do..."
Before she finished speaking, Yan Mingzhu raised her hand and slapped Jiang Yingying's face to one side!