Little Lord.

As excited and expectant as Jiang Zhuozhuo was at first, he became as stiff as ever when he saw the contents of the letter.

Considering that Lan En was here and Jiang Zhuozhuo had no one to teach him after he transformed into a human, Her Majesty the Queen did not write directly to Jiang Zhuozhuo.

She just wrote down everything Jiang Zhuozhuo had done in the letter.

He said that since Lan En was with his daughter, he should fulfill his duty as a father and teach his daughter what to do and what not to do.

Don't let her learn bad things from Wilder.

Lan En also froze for a moment, and looked at the coffee on the table with a complicated expression.

Jiang Zhuozhuo called people in so decisively that they didn’t even have time to finish their coffee and leave.

He looked at the bird that delivered the letter. It was a hunting falcon famous for its swiftness. Sending a bird of this speed to deliver the letter showed that Jiang Zhuozhuo's mischief this time really left a deep impression on her mother.

In front of the Queen's envoy, Lan En tried to put on a stern face and act like a strict father: "Didn't you promise not to buy this from your sister?"

Jiang Zhuozhuo chirped softly: "I didn't find my sister."

She was looking for Wilde, where was her sister? She was a woman of her word!
Tweet!
Lan En: “…”

Son, if this conversation continues, you're really going to have to be given a good beating to get over this.

Is now the time for you to talk nonsense?

Lan En said, "You should write a letter to your mother to reflect on your mistakes. You are not allowed to go anywhere until you finish writing."

The little round bird suddenly wilted.

Why do I have to write a self-criticism after turning into a bird?
Could it be that her identity as a troublesome student could no longer be hidden?

Impossible, no one would know about this!
Even though the little round bird turned into a wilted bird on the spot, Lan En still did not show any mercy this time.

He asked someone to add a seat for Jiang Zhuozhuo and asked her to write her self-criticism next to him.

Lan En also had to write a reply letter.

It has been many years since Jiang Zhuozhuo last wrote a self-criticism.

She stared at the letter in front of her for a long time with a depressed look on her face, but couldn't figure out how to reflect on herself.

I simply started chatting with the messenger sent by the Queen.

The main thing to ask is whether people are hungry or thirsty.

Even though she got a negative answer, she did not give up, and enthusiastically invited the other party to taste the new joint product of Woye Province and Feicui Province - milk coffee!
It is said that milk coffee has always been at the bottom of the coffee food chain. Real coffee lovers look down on it: it is just coffee-flavored milk!

Jiang Zhuozhuo didn't care about it at all and strongly recommended it to the messenger.

The coffee beans are from the Emerald Province, and the roasting and blending techniques are from the Woye Province. It would be a shame not to drink them!
The messenger humbly asked: "What are coffee beans?"

Jiang Zhuozhuo did not hide anything and introduced the origin of the coffee beans to it like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.

Yes, you heard it right, the hangover beans that you usually chew dry can be turned into a cup of rich and delicious milk coffee after being skillfully baked by Helana and carefully blended by Minnie!
Oh yes, we can’t forget the contribution of Hoville.

Our agile Howell Knight took on all the grinding work today.

Hoville has very precise control over the strength. As long as you make a request, he can grind it into the size suitable for hand brewing and cold brew!
It’s just that cold brew coffee takes a long time to make, so you can’t drink it today. I will definitely invite you to taste it as soon as possible tomorrow!
After Jiang Zhuozhuo's enthusiastic recommendation, the messenger's eyes fell on the light brown drink in front of Lan En.

Therefore, not only did the emperor fail to teach the ninth princess not to drink anything indiscriminately, he also drank it himself.

Lan En:.

It can't be saved, it can't be saved at all.

Although the messenger did not express his own opinion, based on his understanding of the messenger group, he knew that they would definitely report everything they saw to Her Majesty the Queen.

Forget it, let her be.

Anyway... there is no worse territory to punish her to.

Lan En turned his head and started coughing towards the wind and snow outside the window.

Jiang Zhuozhuo had been chatting with someone for a long time when he suddenly heard this familiar cough. He immediately took the medicine from Zuoyou and handed it to Lan En, asking with concern: "Dad, can't you drink coffee? I won't let anyone bring it to you anymore!"

Lan En said: "No, it's an old problem that comes back from time to time."

In his situation, he cannot have too big mood swings. Normally, there is no problem, but he sometimes has difficulty controlling himself.

Jiang Zhuozhuo still asked someone to get Lan En a glass of refreshing lemon soda water.

Now Jiang Zhuozhuo finally sat down and wrote a letter of apology, deeply reflecting on his lip service and double-crossing behavior.

Anyone who has written a self-criticism knows that if you don’t want to be asked to rewrite it, you must admit your mistakes sincerely!
Whether to change or not is another matter.

Lan En had only written half of his reply when Jiang Zhuozhuo had already finished his self-criticism, which was a full eight hundred words long!
Don't ask her why she wrote so much. The reason is that this is the genre (essays) she wrote the most in her life, and she was required to write this number of words every time.

Examination-oriented education is very harmful to people!
Lan En found that Jiang Zhuozhuo would write a lot of words if he didn't write, so he asked for the self-review and took a look, feeling a little worried.

...It's written very smoothly.

The problem is that it's too smooth.

I always feel that if I replace a few words in it, I can still use it next time.

As a top scholar, Lan En's sensitivity to words is much higher than that of ordinary people, and he saw the problem at a glance.

Lan said, "You are writing a letter to your mother." Even when he was educating his daughter, his voice was still gentle and kind, "If you deal with it like this, your mother will be angry."

Jiang Zhuozhuo opened his eyes wide.

There is no way to check for plagiarism here, so how come Lan En could still find out that she was a copy of the template!
Jiang Zhuozhuo went on to rewrite with a depressed look on his face.

To be honest, she had never met Her Majesty the Queen, so how could she write a letter from a daughter to her mother?

In order to avoid being sent back for rewrite, she bravely took responsibility for her mistake, saying that it had nothing to do with Wilde and that she was the one who wanted the cola nut.

However, as she was writing, she couldn't help but start making a fuss in the letter, saying that drinking Coke could make people feel extremely happy, which showed that it could have an effect on the spiritual consciousness.

In Lan En's situation, maybe he would just drink more ice cola!

So, mom can you buy me some kola nuts?

After Jiang Zhuozhuo finished writing the letter, he read it from beginning to end. Well, if he was talking to his biological mother, he should be able to speak freely like this!

There is no problem at all.

After Jiang Zhuozhuo finished writing, he secretly prepared to put it away.

As long as I don’t show it to Dad, he won’t be able to make me rewrite it!

Anyway, my mother can’t hit me!

She is a smart bird!

Lan En: “…”

It's easy to tell that she's up to something again.

……

Jiang Zhuozhuo quickly slipped away after writing the second letter, saying that he wanted to see if the mushroom and chestnut steamed rice was ready.

Today's rice was steamed in a steamer and it was especially fragrant.

In the castle's large kitchen each bird was happily doing his own thing.

Every day at mealtime, they would be surrounded by the aroma of various dishes, and feel as happy as if they were in a dream.

The tribute rice used today is in short supply and expensive, so it is impossible for everyone to eat it.

But with the aroma of this food, they feel that everything they eat tastes better.

Before this, they didn't even have a chance to smell it!
It’s great now.

Under the lord's cultivation, they learned a good skill, and many apprentices from other provinces respected them very much, and some even called them "teachers".

This was something they would never have dared to imagine a few months ago.

Whether they continue to work for His Highness, become chefs outside, or open their own shop, they are confident that their lives will be better.

Just thinking about it, all the birds moved more quickly, and no one wanted to delay Jiang Zhuozhuo's lunch.

This is the most important thing to them.

When Jiang Zhuozhuo flew over, he saw the same busy scene as usual.

It seemed that no matter when she came here, she could not see any bird slacking off.

Everyone’s awareness is so high!
Jiang Zhuozhuo felt ashamed for a full second.

She always felt that she was the only one doing nothing in the entire territory.

Seeing that it was almost time for dinner, the idle little round bird flew to the restaurant, took out its crystal ball and started to call people to come for dinner.

This time, the Queen's messenger and the Eighth Princess's envoy also had dinner together, and Jiang Zhuozhuo also asked Huo Weiler to come.

Her Majesty the Queen was also very concerned about Hoville's situation and asked Hoville to write a letter and send it back.

As for her sister...it seems that she didn't mention Howelle?

If everyone hadn't gathered together, Jiang Zhuozhuo would not have remembered the scandals that frequently appeared in "The Sun Weekly".

Seeing that Huo Weiler arrived the fastest, Jiang Zhuozhuo moved to his side and whispered to him in a low voice: "Do you want someone to take a letter to your sister?"

Huo Weiler paused, knowing that Jiang Zhuozhuo must have said this because of the rumors outside.

He denied it solemnly: "Your Highness, the rumors outside are all false. I have no personal relationship with His Highness the Eighth Prince."

Jiang Zhuozhuo didn't believe it: "The Sun Weekly has been following up on you for several years. I saw it in Wilder's newspaper room!"

Howell couldn't help rubbing his temple.

Did Wilder love reading The Sun Weekly so much? He would always pick up past issues from the newsagents room whenever he went out.

"That's a newspaper in the imperial capital that's famous for making up stories."

This was the worst possible comment that Horvel could make.

"This is the newspaper that loves to publicize Miss Lola's past love history. Miss Lola once saved a reporter from that newspaper, but the reporter not only did not restrain himself, but became even more aggressive."

"——Although these things didn't cause much trouble to Laura, this is not a reason for them to do this."

Jiang Zhuozhuo was just a protective person. When he heard that the other party was repaying kindness with hatred, he immediately said angrily: "I will definitely not subscribe to the Sun Weekly and let it not earn my fifteen silver coins!"

HOWILLER: .

I've even asked about the price, and it seems like he really enjoys reading this gossip newspaper.

Does your father, the former No. 1 sage, know that you love The Sun Weekly so much?

As far as he knew, the Sage Institute hated this kind of "cultural garbage".

It’s a pity that they don’t have the power to enforce the law and cannot forcibly deprive the general public of important entertainment that they love to watch.

Just as Huo Weiler was thinking this, he saw Lan En pull out the chair next to Jiang Zhuozhuo and sit down. He asked her, "What do you mean by fifteen silver coins?"

Huo Weiler wanted to give Jiang Zhuozhu a reminder, but unfortunately Lan En was so close that he really couldn't do anything.

She could only watch Jiang Zhuozhuo step on her father's minefield again——

"We're talking about The Sun Weekly!"

Jiang Zhuozhuo said.

"I thought it was pretty nice, and wanted Wilder to help me order it..."

Lan En: “…”

I think it looks pretty good——

A crane broke gently.

(End of this chapter)