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Chapter 242 The feeling of being cared for

Because it was too late, a palace banquet ended in an atmosphere of ulterior motives. Considering that the prince had just returned, the emperor and the queen must be in a good mood, and this was a palace banquet to entertain envoys from Dayong, Prince Dongyou had different thoughts.

They did not express too many opinions, nor did they show any obvious hostility.

After the palace banquet was over, the queen wanted to leave Sicang to talk, but the emperor waved his hand: "It's getting late, let them go back and settle down early. If you have anything to say, we can talk tomorrow."

So the queen had no choice but to give up.

Originally, according to the rules, couples who were not yet married were not only not allowed to live together, they were not even allowed to see each other three days before the wedding.

But Sicang is not a rule-abiding person at all. On the issue of protecting Yun Zishu, even if the rules of the eight generations of the royal family are used to suppress him, he cannot compromise at all.

After the palace banquet was over, Sicang took Yun Zishu out of the palace and got on the carriage back to the Prince's Mansion. Wu Jingyi and four others followed behind, each got on the carriage, and surrounded by many maids and chamberlains, they marched toward the Prince's Mansion.

Go to the house.

King Jing, Feng Ci and others were taken to Guanyi to settle down by special personnel.

There are obviously many things to say and many questions to ask, but it is too late. It is already dark outside. Even if there are palace ladies carrying palace lanterns to guide the way, they still have to clean up after returning to the Prince's Mansion. There is really no time.

Let them answer their doubts again.

The outside of the Prince's Mansion was heavily guarded and there were many guards.

The Royal Forest Army opened the way in front, and seeing the Prince's Mansion approaching in the distance, a long and loud announcement sounded: "His Royal Highness the Prince has returned to the Mansion, kneel down to welcome -"

The stewards, eunuchs, and maids in uniform uniforms knelt respectfully on both sides to greet the prince: "See your highness, a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand years!"

Si Cang helped Yun Zishu get out of the carriage, without even looking at the other four carriages following behind, he took Yun Zishu's hand and walked into the mansion gate.

Yun Baozhu quickly got off the carriage and quickened his pace: "Your Royal Highness the Princess!"

Yun Zishu paused for a moment, then turned around to see Yun Baozhu chasing after her in a hurry. The hem of her skirt was too long, and she staggered and almost tripped.

"Princess, be careful!" The maid behind her quickly stretched out her hand to support him.

Yun Baozhu didn't care about anything else and walked up to Yun Zishu with a friendly smile on her face: "Your Highness, Princess, we are new to Dongyou and don't know the people here. Your Highness, can you let me live with you?"

Son?"

Yun Zishu smiled faintly: "No."

Yun Baozhu's expression changed.

"When have you ever seen a wife and a concubine living in the same courtyard?" Yun Zishu said in a sarcastic tone, "Aren't you disappointed that the queen failed to demote me to a concubine?"

Yun Baozhu looked aggrieved: "Princess has wronged me, how could I..."

"It's getting late, and everyone is tired from the journey. Let's talk about anything tomorrow." Yun Zishu said, turned around and left with Sicang.

Yun Baozhu's expression suddenly darkened, and she stared coldly at Yun Zishu's back. What kind of arrogance was she putting on? Do you really think she can sit comfortably in the position of the princess?

Didn't you see the Queen's attitude toward her at the palace banquet tonight?

"Set up your accommodation first and have a good night's rest. We'll talk tomorrow." Wu Jingyi came over and whispered, "The princess must be tired too."

She was reminding Yun Baozhu to pay attention to his words, deeds, and manners. This is Prince Dongyou's Mansion, not Dayong Palace, nor Prince Rong's Mansion.

Prince Sicang and Yun Zishu have a close relationship. If you offend Yun Zishu, you will offend Sicang. Will they reap the benefits?

Yun Baozhu turned her head and looked at the many unfamiliar faces standing on both sides, feeling a little chilled in her heart. She quickly straightened her wide sleeves and skirt and restored the dignified demeanor that a princess should have.

There were too many stewards and servants in the Crown Prince's Mansion, and if she wasn't careful, people would be able to take advantage of them. Although she wished that Yun Zishu would be deposed as the Crown Princess, no one knew the nature of these stewards and maids at the moment.

, do they listen to the prince, or do they listen to the queen? Is there anyone else who arranges the spy here? Will they be reported to the queen because of poor etiquette, and then taken to the palace for reprimand?

Although Yun Baozhu, who was born in the royal family, was a little impulsive and stupid, and always opposed Yun Zishu at inappropriate times, she still knew how strict the rules of the royal family were and how strict their requirements were for women.

"Please come with us, princess." Several nuns came over and looked at Yun Baozhu, Wu Jingyi, Tang Qiao and Gu Qingyan, "The prince ordered me to take the princesses to settle down and rest."

Yun Baozhu said subconsciously: "Are the four of us living together?"

"yes."

"But……"

"Princes, please keep quiet." The leading nanny had a stern expression and looked unsmiling. "No noise is allowed in the Prince's Mansion. If anyone violates it, I will report it to the Prince and punish him according to the family rules."

Yun Baozhu's expression changed.



Yun Zishu and Sicang arrived at the main courtyard. When they looked up, they saw the majestic and domineering plaque with three golden characters "Qifeng Hall" under the bright lights. She couldn't help but be startled.

"Qifeng Hall?" Yun Zishu turned to look at Sicang, "Is this the newly replaced plaque?"

Si Cang nodded slowly and said in a low voice: "The plaque has been prepared long ago, but it has not been hung up. After you enter the palace tonight, I came back here and asked someone to hang up the plaque."

Yun Zishu lowered her eyes slightly and looked at the dark black robe he was wearing. Although it was also black, the cuffs and collar were trimmed with gold thread. The material was much higher quality than the attire worn by the Shadow Guard commander before in Dayong.

.

Under the light of the lights, the black robes have a flowing luster, which is noble and cold, making people feel intimidating.

Yun Zishu had a vague guess in her heart. She turned around and glanced at the people following behind her. Except for Leng Yue and Leng Shuang, the others were all maids brought by Dayong as a bride, and none of them had any unfamiliar faces.

"Sicang." Yun Zishu's gaze returned to Sicang's face, "Do everyone in the Prince's Mansion listen to you?"

Sicang raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Most of them are, but a small part can be ignored."

Although he has just returned, many forces in Dongyou are under control, not to mention a mere prince's palace.

In addition to the emperor and empress, the royal family members of the Dongyou royal family are all in charge of their own affairs. It is inevitable that there will be a few informants in the prince's palace. These informants include people from the empress and other princes' palaces. Sicang has no intention of getting rid of them all. He will always keep them.

A few chess pieces confuse the audience and lower the vigilance of others.

"You must be tired." Sicang held her hand and walked up the stone steps in front of the court. "Go and rest first. I ordered someone to prepare hot water and fresh flower petals. Take a good bath tonight."

Yun Zishu was held by him, her heart warmed: "Sicang."

"Um?"

"It feels good to be cared for." Her voice was soft, which sounded particularly warm and sweet at night. "I like this feeling."

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