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384. Forced to Visit the Garden

"You have to scream, the princess is waiting to hear it." Shuang'er urged.

Datong was worried, his face turned red, he really couldn't scream...

Shuang'er urged again and again, and the maids next to him were also looking at Datong and giving him winks. If he didn't scream, not only would he not be able to visit the yard, but he would not be able to read the family letter. Once the princess turned against him, everyone would be in trouble.

"Princess Ziyuan..." Datong said very quietly.

"I can't hear it, did you hear it?" The princess turned around and stood half a meter away from Datong in front of her.

Naturally, the maids said they had not heard anything and asked the champion to call him again...

"Princess Ziyuan." Datong risked his life and yelled through gritted teeth. He was really embarrassed to death.

"It would be best to remove the word princess, what do you think?" Shuang'er said again, and the maids nodded repeatedly. They naturally knew the princess's thoughts and tried their best to bring the two of them closer.

The princess stopped talking and stopped talking about visiting the garden. She just stood there!

That's waiting! Waiting for Datong to speak! He acquiesced to the maid's statement.

"Zi, Zi, Zi Yuan..." Datong seemed to have done something extremely embarrassing and couldn't raise his head.

"I still can't hear clearly..." Shuang'er said.

"Okay, you girl, no matter how big or small, don't make things difficult for the champion." The princess finally spoke with satisfaction.

"No. 1 Scholar, please." The princess waved her sleeves, and Datong had no choice but to follow her.

Haitang was listening in the back, and considering what she heard this morning, she felt that the princess of the Prince's Mansion was paying special "care" to Datong. This kind of care seemed to go too far.

Regarding the princess, Haitang also thought of the conversation between the princess and Mr. Zhang that she overheard in the Zhang Mansion that day. The princess favored men who were knowledgeable, well-read, well-read, and achieved fame and success...

Could it be that she has a crush on Datong?

Datong is this year's new No. 1 scholar in science and technology. She should know that Datong already has a wife and daughter, so is she still trying to get better?

The divorce letter might have something to do with the princess.

Haitang quietly followed the group of people, keeping a close distance. She was thinking about the princess and Datong, and she also wanted to be on guard against being seen by the maids. Therefore, after following them and walking around for a while, Haitang

Already completely lost...

"Datong, since you came to the Prince's Mansion, have you not taken a closer look?" the princess asked.

"I've only been to the racecourse, never to the park." Datong replied.

"What kind of scenery can a racecourse have? The most beautiful time in the park is autumn. Autumn is the harvest season. I believe that your harvest will exceed your expectations this autumn." The princess only spoke half of the words, and Datong was a little confused.

The garden is high and low, with various plants growing in an orderly manner.

"Do you know what this tree is called?" The princess stopped under a tree full of red fruits, which were as big as a thumb and red.

"Yew." Datong knew this tree.

"You are indeed knowledgeable. I knew I had seen the right person. Except for some of the pure yews planted in the emperor's harem, the rest are all here. If you want to see them, you can only see them in these two places.

"The princess smiled, and after walking for some distance, she felt tired, so she sat under the yew tree.

"Write a poem for me to relieve my boredom. I'll take red beans as the title." The princess said.

Datong's mind immediately came to a poem that Mrs. Haitang had said. She only said it casually at the time, but Datong remembered it firmly in his heart.


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