The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

"Your Highness, Bajiao was taken away by the emperor's men during the day, and he hasn't been sent back yet." Qiao Rong's face turned red with anxiety.

"I don't think it's a big deal. There's nothing to be surprised about her entering the palace. Did anyone from the palace tell me why Grandfather asked her to enter the palace?"

Qiao Rong shook his head, "No, I don't know what to do! Your Highness, it's already this late, why don't you send someone to the palace to ask!"

"Don't panic. My people, the young grandfather won't do anything to her. First, get me some water, then send someone to the palace to inquire about the situation, and then bring Bajiao back."

"Yes!"

Half an hour later, Cheng Youning, who had eaten and drunk his fill, was already lying on the bed, with his legs crossed and his little feet swinging. There were two servants fanning him in front of the bed.

The weather is getting hotter day by day. Today it is particularly stuffy, as if it is going to rain, so Cheng Youning lay down for an incense stick of time but couldn't fall asleep.

At this time, Qiao Rong walked in, still looking anxious: "Your Highness, the person who went to the palace to pick up Bajiao has returned, but he didn't bring anyone back!"

"Hmm? Didn't you bring him back? What did the person who came back say? Why did Grandpa ask Bajiao to come to the palace?"

"Your Highness, the people who came back didn't explain it clearly. I only heard that the emperor asked Bajiao to learn etiquette!"

"Learning etiquette... She is the head maid of this prince. Hasn't she learned etiquette well enough from Bajiao?" Cheng Youning couldn't believe it. In terms of etiquette, the rules of his prince's mansion were almost catching up with those of his grandfather's palace.

"Your Highness is naturally good at training people, but why is the Emperor asking Bajiao to learn etiquette so late at night?" Qiao Rong felt that things must not be that simple. The Emperor was busy with all kinds of affairs, so how could he possibly train the head maid for Cheng Youning?

He had a worried look on his face, as if Basho was in some danger.

He and Bajiao were from the same village. Bajiao was a few years older than Qiao Rong, but Qiao Rong served Cheng Youning first, and later Bajiao also served Cheng Youning.

At the beginning, Youning didn't like Bajiao, and Bajiao was embarrassed and suffered a lot because of it. At that time, thanks to Qiao Rong's care, Bajiao's life was getting better and better, so the relationship between Qiao Rong and Bajiao was also particularly close.

Later, Bajiao became the head maid in the Prince's Mansion. She was diligent and conscientious, and she was very good at this job. But she had never been to the palace, so Qiao Rong couldn't help but worry about Bajiao.

Cheng Youning didn't care. "What could possibly happen to her in the palace? Don't worry about it. Just settle down as soon as possible. There's still an early court tomorrow!"

In just a few months, Cheng Youning had become accustomed to getting up early and attending court, and had accepted his identity as the crown prince. He was also able to live peacefully in the crown prince's mansion.

"Your Highness, I feel something is wrong. The Emperor has never summoned your people to the palace. Even if I were to train Bajiao on your behalf, I would have to let you know!"

"Young Grandpa does things based on his own preferences. It's fine. She's my person, and Young Grandpa can't do anything to her. Learning more rules may not be a bad thing for Bajiao. Don't worry about it. Those who should leave should leave. This prince is going to sleep."

Cheng Youning turned sideways towards the inside of the bed, and the servant covered him with a quilt. Then Cheng Youning fell into a sound sleep.

Qiao Rong stood there with a frown staring at Cheng Youning's back. He had just been complaining about being too hot to sleep, but now they hadn't finished their business yet, and he turned over and fell asleep.

Cheng Youning did not advocate sending anyone to the palace to check again, and Qiao Rong did not dare to make a decision on his own, so they could only talk about it tomorrow.

However, inside the Fengying post station, in Princess Zhuoyang's guest room, Bajiao was worriedly learning etiquette from Ling'er, whose eyes were red and swollen. Both of them did not look well.

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Cheng Youning had a dreamless night and slept well, but Qiao Rong did not have such a good sleep. When he escorted Cheng Youning to court, he was not in the mood.

However, he was not idle. He asked several palace servants about Bajiao, but found nothing. No one knew who Bajiao was.

The more Qiao Rong thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was strange, so he waited until the court was dismissed.

Cheng Youning was the first one to come out. When Qiao Rong saw Cheng Youning, he quickly went to greet him, "Your Highness..."

"Go to Ningxin Palace."

"Your Highness, regarding Basho's matter..."

"No matter what happens, you have to finish your morning classes!" Cheng Youning strode towards his own Palace of Tranquil Longevity, where there was a school where he usually had his morning classes.

"Your Highness, Basho..."

"Banana, Banana, all you can think about is Banana. This prince is still hungry, and I don't know if you have asked someone to bring me breakfast."

Qiao Rong really forgot about Cheng Youning's food and drink. Cheng Youning's face tightened when he saw Qiao Rong's expression. He couldn't believe it, "You really didn't send breakfast to this prince?"

Cheng Youning only took a cup of tea to eat his breakfast. It was hard to believe how harsh Wan Lianxing was to him on certain things.

Qiao Rong scratched his head and said hurriedly, "I'll have someone send breakfast to the Yangxin Palace right away."

Cheng Youning took even bigger steps in anger. If breakfast was served now, would he still be able to eat it?

He cursed Qiao Rong in his heart for not putting his affairs first.

As a result, Cheng Youning finished his morning class on an empty stomach.

When Qiao Rong served the meal again, he no longer mentioned Bajiao in front of Cheng Youning. Cheng Youning, who seldom went to morning classes on an empty stomach, did not have breakfast because of his negligence. It was already a special favor from Cheng Youning that he did not punish him. If he mentioned Bajiao again, it would definitely annoy Cheng Youning, and Qiao Rong did not dare to kick Cheng Youning's iron plate.

Cheng Youning, who usually eats a lot, started to be picky today. "Which cook made this chestnut porridge? It's so hard, how can I swallow it!"

Qiao Rong didn't dare to respond, because this was the taste of chestnuts, and Cheng Youning knew it. He was clearly looking for trouble.

A maid said cautiously, "Your Highness, how about I change another bowl for you?"

"Can you make two kinds of porridge from one pot?" Cheng Youning threw down his chopsticks and said angrily, "I won't eat it anymore!"

The servants and Qiao Rong were so frightened that they knelt on the ground.

Qiao Rong knew that he was the one who made Cheng Youning unhappy. Now he didn't want to eat the meal because of his anger. He seemed very angry. In order not to harm the cooks in the imperial kitchen and the palace maids serving here, Qiao Rong had to take the initiative to admit his fault: "Your Highness, it is my fault that I did not do my job well. If you are unhappy, you can punish me, don't take it out on yourself..."

Cheng Youning didn't listen to what Qiao Rong said, he just stood up and walked out.

Qiao Rong quickly followed: "Your Highness, where are you going?"

Cheng Youning ignored him and went straight to the Yangxin Palace.

Inside the Yangxin Palace, Wan Lianxing was still sitting in front of the dragon desk where he reviewed memorials every day. Beside him were so many memorials that he could not finish reading them in a day.