"Did you send the letter I sent home last time?" Datong asked.
"Of course, I will send it out on the same day." Wang Xiaoya looked at Datong's face and thought, by this time, your country lady may have gone far away or jumped into a well and hanged herself.
Number one scholar, number one scholar, just spend this life in the prince's palace honestly. In the future, you will live on the princess's soft couch and don't have to suffer in this shabby house.
If I, Wang Xiaoya, can become your maid, it will be good for you and the princess to serve you and the princess in the future. With the help of the princess, you will definitely become powerful in the future. Then I will also take advantage of it...
Wang Xiaoya has her own little calculation and cannot be a high-class maid for the rest of her life. That is not a woman's final destination, so for now, winning the favor of the number one scholar is the most important thing.
"Master Zhuangyuan, eat this. This is the most delicious. It is a famous product in the capital, osmanthus cake. It is made with the freshest osmanthus this year. It is specially made by the imperial chef in the palace. I have left some for you.
Those ordinary counselors can't eat it." Wang Xiaoya said, picking up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and putting it into Tian Datong's mouth.
All this was clearly seen by Bai Haitang who was behind the tree. She was not in a hurry. She knew that Wang Xiaoya was not the protagonist, and she wanted to see how Datong responded.
Their conversation was also heard clearly by Haitang.
"Thank you, I can do it myself, no need to trouble you." Datong did not take the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from Wang Xiaoya's hand. Instead, he took another piece from the plate and ate it casually.
"How is it? Is it different from the usual ones?" Xiaoya asked hurriedly.
Datong never thought about the taste of sweet-scented osmanthus cake. For him, everything tasted the same until he ate it, except for the things made by his wife. The ones made by his wife had a unique taste.
"You still haven't sent the painting to the princess? Aren't you afraid of being scolded?" Datong wanted to send her away quickly, but he didn't like having a talkative person around him.
The Prince's Mansion is really like this. It would be great to have a book boy for yourself, but instead you get a maid with a long tongue! There is no way to clean up your ears!
"Master No. 1, are you worried that I will be punished by the princess?" Wang Xiaoya misunderstood the original intention of the No. 1 Scholar, and went to the princess happily with the painting.
While Datong was eating, he was flipping through the books in his hands. The breeze blew through the hairband on his head, just like the time when Haitang met him for the first time...
Datong suddenly raised his head and looked around, seeming to feel something. When he finally looked, no one was around. It turned out to be his own illusion, so he lowered his head and continued reading.
Haitang just stood and watched, not disturbing Datong.
After a while, there were rustling footsteps from the other side, and a group of people came over. It was the princess, Wang Xiaoya, and other maids, walking towards this side.
Princess, she came here in person, is she really the same as Datong?
After saying goodbye to the Zhang Mansion, when we meet now, the princess is a little more aloof, cold and arrogant, and she is nothing like the young prince. Her aloofness, coldness and arrogance cannot be seen in front of the young prince, but here, Haitang can see it.
Clearly.
"The princess is getting married!" Wang Xiaoya shouted from afar.
"Welcome Princess." Datong bowed.
"There is no need to be polite between you and me." The princess came to the courtyard, and the maid hurriedly placed a thick cushion, swept away the dust, sprinkled flower petals, and then sat down with a twist.
"I don't know why the princess is visiting this place personally?" Datong then stood up straight.