The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

At that time, Cheng Feng and Shang Xi had no idea, but when they saw the Han family today, they realized that the Wan family had very few people, while the Han family had a large population with many children and grandchildren.

Shang Xi and Cheng Feng both stared and counted the boys and girls of the Han family's grandchildren one by one in their minds. As they counted, they clicked their tongues in tacit understanding in their hearts, wondering how come the Han family has so many children!

This huge group of people knelt in front of Madam Wan and either called her aunt or grandma.

Shang Xi gently touched Cheng Feng with her arm, "These women are your cousin's wives, right?"

Cheng Feng was also a little shocked. His cousins were too energetic. "That should be the case. Didn't you hear them all call my mother aunt?"

Shang Xi's mouth twitched, "It's indeed a wealthy family, with so many wives and concubines!"

Just as Cheng Feng was about to laugh, Madam Wan called them both, "Feng'er, Shang Xi, come and meet your uncle and aunt."

They both said in unison: "Hello, uncle and aunt."

Uncle was still as serious and unsmiling as always, and aunt was still as gentle and talkative as always. She pulled Shang Xi and looked her up and down, "I haven't seen you for a few years, but you haven't changed at all, little girl."

Shang Xi deliberately opened her eyes wide to cover her red and swollen eyes, "Hahaha, my aunt is still as beautiful and charming as she was back then."

"Hahaha." The aunt pinched Shang Xi's face, "Your little mouth is still so nice!"

Before everyone had time to exchange a few more pleasantries, Madam Wan started to call people into the house.

Shang Xi saw that she couldn't go to Lingchen Temple today, but it was a good thing that someone from North City could come. She felt relieved. Maybe the Chen brothers would also come to beg, and they might arrive in the next two days. While helping to settle the Han family members in the house, Shang Xi thought positively.

With Yuhua, the chief housekeeper, gone, all matters at home and outside fell on Shang Xi's shoulders. Everyone has his or her own strengths and weaknesses, and Shang Xi could make a name for himself doing other things, but when it comes to taking charge of the trivial matters in the mansion, Shang Xi is not a good hand.

However, Shang Xi still ran around every corner of the palace in an orderly and non-stop manner. It was the first time she realized that there were so many trivial matters in the palace.

She called He Ye over and said, "Someone from the Han family in North City is coming. Tell the kitchen to cook."

“Aunt, how many people came from the Han family?”

"There are 82 people in total. They are the old lady's family. We will use whatever is good to entertain them."

"Aunt, how do you arrange the seats?"

"All right. I'll follow your instructions. We can take our seats as you wish."

"Aunt, how many dishes do you want? Eighteen, twenty, twenty-six, or twenty-eight?"

When has Shang Xi ever worried about such things? "Well, just fill the table. You and the chef can decide how many dishes to order and what to order."

He Ye nodded, "Auntie, now I know what to do."

Before leaving, Shang Xi also reminded him, "Remember to ask the imperial chef to mix the pork liver your uncle bought today with some blood-replenishing herbs to make soup, and have someone secretly send it to the prince's mansion at noon."

He Ye asked, "How is my brother Youning?"

Shang Xi shook her head, "He's not far from going crazy."

Shang Xi was very worried. A cold could kill people here. It had nothing to do with one's status or wealth, but was closely related to the level of medical care here. Shang Xi couldn't help but follow Cheng Youning in fear.

"Let the old lady plead for my brother. The emperor will give her face if she pleads for him!"

"Don't tell the old lady about Youning. She's not in good health. Don't let her know about this. Your brother's incident has alarmed the entire court. The emperor and the ministers are working together to solve the mess your brother has caused. This matter has a bad impact. It's not something that can be solved by the old lady. It's rare that she's happy today, so don't go and spoil her fun."

"Okay." He Ye has made a lot of progress following Shang Xi in the past few years. She has long since shed the arrogance, domineering and spoiled nature of her youth. Now she is obedient and sensible, knows her limits, and practices what she preaches. She is very close to Shang Xi.

At noon, the sun was scorching and the scorching sun covered the entire Fengying City.

Cheng Youning, who was sleeping soundly, was forcibly awakened. When he opened his eyes, he saw a bowl of pig liver soup. His face was flushed. He was listless and had no energy because he had not slept enough. When he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse. "Qiao Rong, try this pig liver soup first to see if it is fishy. If it is, take it away."

Cheng Youning was beaten since he was a child. Every time he was beaten, someone would cook pork liver soup for him to replenish his blood. He was tired of drinking it a long time ago.

"Your Highness, there's no need to taste it. It doesn't smell fishy, it smells delicious."

Although Cheng Youning's nose was not working well today, his eyesight was good and he was good at observation. "Qiao Rong, look at where this pig liver soup came from. The color doesn't look like it was made by Sister Wu."

"Your Highness has good eyesight. This soup was made by the chef of Prince Pang's mansion."

Cheng Youning also became more alert after hearing this. "Someone from Prince Pang's mansion has come? Is it my father or my mother? Has he left now?"

"Neither the Crown Prince nor the Crown Princess came. Your cousin He Ye sent someone to bring them here."

"He Ye? My mom and dad didn't come?" Cheng Youning pouted and looked a little disappointed. At this moment, he hoped that his mom and dad would come to see him. Even if they didn't meet, he would be happy to know that they came. "

"I heard from the people who came that there are guests at Prince Pang's mansion. I guess the prince and his wife can't leave."

Cheng Youning was immediately dissatisfied, and his lips were pursed into a straight line, "What customer can be more important than me."

"It seems to be the Han family in North City."

"The Han family? That's my grandmother's family. Doesn't that mean Han Nianxia, who just left a year ago, is here again?"

“I heard that the whole family moved and they are all here. Han Nianxia must be among them, and the Han family is temporarily staying in Prince Pang’s mansion.”

Speaking of the Han family and Han Nianxia, Cheng Youning lost his spirits. He glanced at the man who made the pork liver soup and said unhappily, "It makes me sick. Take it away. I don't want to drink it."

At this time, Cheng Youning needed to be served attentively, and Qiao Rong was even more conscientious. He discussed with her in a gentle voice: "Your Highness, this soup is for blood supplement, drink at least one bowl."

"My throat hurts, and I need something to soothe it. I don't drink pig liver soup. Also, have someone send the pig liver soup back to Prince Pang's mansion and tell them that the prince doesn't like pig liver soup."

Qiao Rong looked embarrassed. The prince was too willful. He had heard of returning gifts, letters, and silver, but he had never heard of returning pig liver soup. What's more, this pig liver soup was sent from Prince Pang's mansion. It was a blood-replenishing soup that his own parents had kindly sent to him. How could this thing be returned?