The next day, news spread throughout Kyoto that the eldest princess was preparing to hold a peony feast.
The entire staff noticed that Gu Shizi was in a very gloomy state, as if someone owed her tens of thousands of taels of silver and refused to pay her back.
Under low pressure, no one dared to touch her.
Apart from...
Xiaoyao King.
Gu Yu was blocked in the backyard of the government office, her mouth twitching as she looked at the invitation handed over by King Xiaoyao.
"What do you mean, Your Majesty?" Gu Yu said.
"I promised you the invitation from Prince Gu earlier, and I will personally deliver it to you." Junze said with a joking look on his face.
Gu Yu endured it again and again, stretched out her hand to take the two invitations, gritted her teeth and said: "The invitations are all over the street, but I bothered you to send them over. I'm so humble and flattered."
"Young Master Gu, there is no need to thank me too much. I also want those bachelors to see how grand and prosperous the Peony Banquet in Kyoto is," Jun Ze said.
"So the invitations to the Peony Banquet are flying all over the place. It was your idea, right?" Gu Yu squeezed the invitation tightly, and her fingertips turned white.
"Yes, as the saying goes, 'Everyone has his own beauty, beauty has his own beauty, and beauty is shared by all.' I want this group of students who have never seen the world to enjoy the beautiful scenery, beautiful flowers, and beauties of Kyoto together."
.Even if you fail to win the exam in the future, your trip to Kyoto is not in vain." Jun Ze said.
Gu Yu stared at his slender face and said, "That prince really has a boundless love."
Junze smiled: "Young Master Gu, you don't need to have too much respect for me."
Gu Yu almost couldn't breathe.
The broom star was messing with her on purpose.
At that time, she agreed to get involved in Zhu Jianchun's troublesome matter on the condition of an invitation to the Peony Banquet. Now the invitations are being distributed all over the capital and become worthless.
She felt as if she had been cheated on, and wanted to hit Xiaoyao Wang's flat face with her fist.
Gu Yu took several deep breaths to adjust her mentality.
You can't be like a dog.
If the dog bites you, you cannot bite the dog.
She turned around and left, holding back her anger.
Junze also touched her back: "Shizi Gu, you have to dress up better then. Don't wear green all day long. Those noble ladies all like bright purple and red colors. With Gu Shizi's appearance, maybe you can still do it.
Ask for a crown prince wife to come back. If you can’t get her, it would be a good idea to be Songyang’s son-in-law.”
"The prince hasn't married a concubine yet, so I'm not in a hurry." Gu Yu gritted his teeth and thought about it countless times.
No one in Kyoto knows that Xiaoyao Wang Junze has been put on the blacklist of various families for choosing a son-in-law because of his mouth.
If he left this prominent family background, it would be hard for him to find a wife.
After leaving the official office, Songyang was waiting beside her carriage.
As soon as he saw her, he came running over.
"Prince Gu, are you and Sister Gu still going to the Peony Banquet?"
Songyang knew that this peony feast was not as good as before, because many of the students were attending, and many noble sons and daughters did not plan to go.
But she promised Prince Gu that she would apologize to Sister Gu and restore her image in Prince Gu's heart.
Gu Yu knew that Songyang was thinking about her, and it was inevitable that she would have a headache. She was disguising herself as a man. This kind of love was too fatal.
He said, "I don't know, there's a good chance I won't go."
In fact, she knew that her sister wanted to go.
Songyang felt uncontrollably disappointed and said, "If Sister Gu doesn't go, will Prince Gu go?"
Gu Yu lied to her out of conscience: "I won't go either, will the princess go?"
Songyang pouted and spoke in an angry and ambiguous tone: "If Prince Gu doesn't go, I won't go either."
Gu Yu's face remained motionless, and she nodded frequently in her heart, as it should be.
"If the princess has nothing else to do, I will go home first."
Songyang grabbed the corner of her clothes, winked at her and said, "Then can I invite Prince Gu to have a cup of tea?"
This is Songyang's usual trick. In the past, she would use tea as an excuse to increase her chances of contacting any good-looking man she liked.
Those people may be interested in her prominent family background or her appearance, so they will most likely go with her, and they will chat about romance, poetry, and songs in the tea room, and a romantic little love will naturally happen.
.
But Gu Yu was obviously not "that kind of man" and immediately refused: "I have to live up to the princess's kindness. I have other important matters."
Songyang knew that Gu Yu was trying to evade, but he was inevitably frustrated after being rejected time and time again.
She looked at Gu Yu's cold and dusty face and secretly sighed that she had had a rough love life. For the first time in her life, she felt sad that she could not love her.
She didn't want to appear too impatient and leave a bad impression on Gu Yu, so she walked away disappointed.
Looking at Songyang's back, Gu Yu let out a breath.
Having a good relationship with a woman is also a kind of trouble.
She got on the carriage and rushed to Fei Restaurant.
She had previously promised to redeem Lan Yan's life and set foot in Fei Restaurant again. It must have been Lan Yan's order, and the attendants in the building took her directly to a private room.
Lan Yan sat behind a low table and smiled softly when she saw her coming.
The attendant exited and closed the door, leaving only two people in the room.
"Prince Gu, please take a seat." Lan Yan said.
Gu Yu sat down and said, "I'm here to redeem the girl's life."
"Thank you, Prince Gu, for running a trip for me. Let's have a sip of tea first," Lan Yan said.
There was a celadon tea set on the table, and Lan Yan rolled up her sleeves to make tea for her.
Gu Yu took the first step and poured the tea into the golden beast stove beside the low table, and the curls of cigarettes were instantly extinguished by the tea.
"Since the girl wants to make tea for me, don't let the incense in the incense burner disturb the fragrance of the tea." Gu Yu said calmly, without any unnecessary emotion in his eyes.
Lan Yan chuckled: "That's what the prince said."
A beautiful woman makes tea, which is naturally pleasing to the eye.
Lan Yan used a porcelain spoon to scoop up the tea leaves and put them into a tureen. He poured the hot water over the stove and poured it into the celadon cup. The tea buds in the cup were undulating in the yellow-green tea soup, and the tea was fragrant.
Overflowing the entire Accord.
"The wine at Fei Restaurant is famous all over the world, but the tea is also good. The prince wants to try Lan Yan's craftsmanship."
The shadow of the buds and the light of the water complement the slender hands of Lan Yan.
Gu Yu took the teacup, took a sip, and praised: "Miss Lanyan has a pure heart, and the tea she brews is also excellent."
Lan Yan smiled and said: "If the prince likes it, Lan Yan is willing to make tea for the prince every day."
Gu Yu choked on a mouthful of tea and coughed several times: "No need, no need."
Lan Yan used a handkerchief to wipe the corners of her mouth with concern.
She directly took the veil and said, "I'll do it myself."
She covered half of her face with a handkerchief, calmed down her mood briefly, and said, "Miss Lanyan has thought of a place to go. I can help her apply for household registration and ensure that she has enough food and clothing for the rest of her life."
Lan Yan didn't say anything, and looked at her quietly, his eyes filled with water, and all his emotions were unspoken.
Gu Yu didn't know what expression to put on for a moment. It seemed like she had to go to the temple to seek a talisman to get rid of this overly strong love fortune.
"Miss Lanyan, I am not your lover, not to mention that I will marry a wife in the future. There is no reason why a concubine should be married before a wife."
Lan Yan's tears flowed freely, and her crying was also extremely gentle and skillful.
The crystal tears streaked down her beautiful face, her red lips were slightly parted, and she was still trying to speak, which made people heartbroken just looking at her.
"Lan Yan knows that her status is low and she doesn't dare to climb up to the crown prince. She just wants to be by the crown prince's side and be a servant and sweeper, and then she will be satisfied."
Gu Yu's brows jumped, and just as she was about to say her rejection more ruthlessly, she saw Lan Yan untied a tie, and her thin gauze skirt instantly fell to the ground, revealing her snow-white skin.