King Ping did not want to give up his friendship with Yan Zhaobai, and tried to say: "In the past, the King of Japan and King Chun had a good time drinking and talking in Nanrong. I don't know when King Chun will be free, and he will let me show my friendship as a landlord. Moreover, Mingyu also misses his brother."
"No time!" This Prince Ping is very courageous. He rejected his sister's marriage and still dared to invite him to drink. Do you think he is dead? This kind of ignorant bitch should have his legs broken!
Mingruo tried very hard to control the urge to roll her eyes, but she felt that the third prince was becoming more and more blind. Assuming that the fifth brother really gave Yan Mingyu face, you took other women to eat and go shopping, and your uncle hit you. How could you do that?
Invite people to drink with you with your face? It would be nice if you don’t get beaten up...
Yan Zhaobai took Mingruo's hand and said, "Let's go, my brother will take you to put out the river lanterns."
"Okay." Mingruo was very well-behaved. She was afraid that if she walked slowly, her fifth brother and the third prince would perform a full martial arts show here - it would not be good to destroy the Emperor's restaurant. The Emperor had rewarded her with so many good things.
Prince Ping stared at the backs of the three of them, clenching and unclenching his fists hanging by his sides. It seemed that the relationship between Yan Mingyu and Yan Zhaobai was not good. When he married Mingruo, Yan Zhaobai did not have such a cold face! Prince Ping
His face softened a little, and he gently invited the concubine of the Zuo Xiang's family to come into the box.
Mingruo and the other three walked out of the building without getting into the carriage, so they walked slowly towards Dongshi.
Si Haochen held Ming Ruo's other hand. Because his sleeves were wide, it was hard to tell. Ming curled his lips and smiled.
"Why is Xiao Jiuer smiling?" Yan Zhaobai asked.
Si Haochen actually wanted to know, but subconsciously felt that it was not what he wanted to hear, so he kept silent.
Mingruo shook the hands held by both sides and said with a smile: "Are we like a father and a mother taking their children to the market?"
Yan Zhaobai felt that his sister was cheating him more and more, so he looked at Si Haochen and let go of his sister's hand.
"Pfft." Mingruo was amused. Fifth Brother didn't like kissing her boyfriend at all.
Yan Zhaobai snorted lightly and didn't ask, "Why are you laughing?" Xiao Jiu'er is so weird now, and he must have been spoiled by the black sesame glutinous rice balls. However, this is also good. His little Jiu'er is cute no matter what.
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It was night, in the lakeside pavilion of Prince Ping's Mansion. A man in black reported to Prince Ping what had happened in various palaces in the imperial capital in the past few days. Finally, he talked about Prince Yun's Mansion: "Today, Prince Nanrong Chun came to the imperial capital to congratulate the emperor on his birthday."
, the group stayed at the Nanyuan of the Post House. Afterwards, Prince Chun brought many gifts to Prince Yun’s Mansion..."
"How many gifts are there?" Prince Ping stared coldly at the subordinate who replied.
"Six carriages were loaded. My subordinates watched from a distance as the servants of Prince Yun's Mansion were carrying them. They seemed to be quite heavy. Prince Yun's Mansion was always heavily guarded, and the servants were also very tight-lipped. I couldn't find out what the gifts were.
arrive."
"Go down." Prince Ping said solemnly.
"Yes." The man in black took the order and left.%&(&
King Ping stood in the pavilion in the middle of the lake for a long time. This was his favorite place to stay. There was water everywhere and there was no shelter, so it was not easy for others to overhear the conversation.
Prince Ping walked slowly towards the lake shore along the Jiuqu Stone Bridge. He narrowed his eyes slightly. It seemed that Yan Mingyu was of little use... Should his princess be changed as well?
Prince Ping was thinking about something and walking. Suddenly his knees weakened and he fell into the lake.
The guards on the shore saw the prince falling into the water and quickly jumped into the lake to rescue him. Their prince knew how to swim, so why did he sink so quickly after falling into the water? They and the prince were in the water at the front and back, and they didn't even catch the corner of his clothes.
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The leader of the guard emerged from the lake and asked people to quickly get more night pearls, then plunged down again to continue looking for the prince...
The next day, Mingruo accompanied Yan Zhaobai to visit the Duke of Jing's residence. The Duke's residence was full of forthright people, and Yan Zhaobai also chatted with several major generals, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves.
When the two were about to leave, Xunyi brought a small bamboo tube: "Master, this is the letter sent to the palace."
Mingruo opened the bamboo tube, took out the note inside, and saw the old apprentice's familiar handwriting. Does this mean he's here for 'big business'? Hey, Prince Ping is really unlucky, and his good leg is also broken...
"Fifth brother, I'm going to the medicine hall to see a patient. I'll take you back home later."
"I'll go with you." Yan Zhaobai wanted to go to Xiao Jiuer's medicine hall, and also to see the resentful apprentice.
"Then let's go."
The two said goodbye to everyone in the Duke's Mansion. Yan Zhaobai also made an appointment with the Su brothers to go hunting in the suburbs of the city in a few days.
The carriage stopped at the door of the house, Ming Ming poked his head and looked around like a thief.
"Aren't you going to the medicine hall?" Yan Zhaobai looked at the house in front of him with some doubts.
"I have to change my clothes first." Mingruo made sure that there were no secret sentries from Prince Ping's Mansion around the house before getting off the carriage.
Mingruo took Yan Zhaobai into the house. When A Yuan saw his master coming back, he quickly served tea and iced fruits.
"Fifth brother, sit down wherever you want. I have to prepare for the consultation." Ming Ruo said.
"You are busy with your business, don't worry about me." Although the courtyard is not big, it is kept clean and tidy, and a lot of medicinal materials are planted.
When Mingruo came out of the room, he had already put on men's clothes, tied up his hair in a man bun, and his eyebrows were particularly heroic. He looked like a noble young man.
Yan Zhaobai looked at Mingruo's outfit and was a little confused.
Ming Ruochong raised his hand to Yan Zhaobai and said, "Brother Yan."
"Ahem." Yan Zhaobai knocked Mingruo's little head, "You are the only one who is naughty!"
"Fifth brother, let's play by ourselves for a while. I'll come as soon as I go." Ming Ruo made a face at Yan Zhaobai.
Yan Zhaobai followed Mingruo: "I'm going to see your medicine hall."
"That's not possible now. There are people from Prince Ping's Palace over there." Ming Ruo didn't want to lose his vest, "If you go there, my identity will be exposed."
"I know, my brother won't let anyone see it." Yan Zhaobai knocked Mingruo on the head again, "What's the use of treating that piece of shit?"
"If you are not active in making money, there is something wrong with your head." Mingruo stopped and turned to look at Yan Zhaobai, "I only said that there are people from Prince Ping's palace here. How do you know that the person I want to treat is Prince Ping?"
"Ahem, I guessed it." Yan Zhaobai smiled lightly.
"Huh?" Mingruo suddenly approached Yan Zhaobai, "Fifth brother, you seem to have a little secret?"
"Ahem, no." Yan Zhaobai shook his head.
"Here." Mingruo threw a small medicine bottle to Yan Zhaobai.
"What is this?" Yan Zhaobai caught the small bottle.
"It's not good for you to cough all the time. I'll give you some throat lozenges." Ming Ruo walked slowly to the medicine hall.
"..." Yan Zhaobai had nothing to do with this girl.
After passing through the Yuedong Gate, I saw the guards of Prince Ping's Mansion guarding the house. Nanxing was packing up the herbs that were dried in the yard. He was afraid that the prince would soon move a lot of belongings and spill the herbs he had dried.
"Master, are you back?" Nan Xing put down the bamboo basket in his hand.
