The soft and tender princess is loved by everyone and the love-brains just want to get on top

"Pregnant? What does this have to do with bringing Shen Zhiyin back home?"

Yan Jiaojiao asked with a puzzled tone.

"We don't know that either. This is all the information we have received." Cha Cha said helplessly.

It is also very curious.

But there was nothing it could do.

Yan Jiaojiao: “…”

What's the difference between saying this and not saying it?

It’s better not to talk about the latter.

Chacha disappeared silently.

"Jiaojiao, do you know that monk just now?" Ning Luoxi asked softly when she saw that he began to daydream after she got on the carriage.

"I don't know him, he's just a pervert." Yan Jiaojiao said bluntly.

"Lecher? What happened between you two just now?" Ning Luoxi found it a little funny when she said that.

"I fell on him accidentally." Yan Jiaojiao deliberately emphasized the word "accidentally", with a hint of gnashing of teeth.

"Ouch, you didn't fall anywhere, did you?"

When Ning Luoxi heard that she fell, he pulled her over to check, but he didn't see any wounds on her body.

"It's okay, I just fell on him." Yan Jiaojiao said casually.

"He didn't do anything else to you, right?" Ning Luoxi asked tentatively.

That monk looked like someone who was not someone to be trifled with. Although he had a smile on his face, his eyes were full of coldness and hostility.

"He choked me."

Yan Jiaojiao raised her neck and motioned for her to look over.

Finger marks can be vaguely seen on the fair and slender neck.

Ning Luoxi frowned and said defensively, "This person is really going too far."

Didn't it just fall on him?

Not on purpose.

And it is Jiaojiao who should suffer the loss.

He was the first to take action.

"If I had known that just now, I would have gone to him to ask for an explanation. He's lucky." Ning Luoxi said angrily.

"It's okay, there are just some marks, but it doesn't hurt." Yan Jiaojiao comforted her when she saw her indignant look.

It’s not that she wanted to say good things for Shen Zhiyin, but this man was a man of deep thoughts and too violent. It was not a good thing to deal with him.

"Then Jiaojiao, remember to apply the medicine when you go back." Ning Luoxi reminded worriedly.

Yan Jiaojiao hummed lightly.

It would take a long time for the carriage to return.

The two of them felt a little bored in the carriage.

Then Yan Jiaojiao remembered what Cha Cha had just said and spoke as if unintentionally.

"Does Xixi know the legitimate son of the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

"The Prime Minister's Mansion? The Prime Minister's eldest son seemed to have been thrown into the suburbs to fend for himself several years ago. I have never seen him."

Ning Luoxi searched his mind for information about the Prime Minister's Mansion and said.

"Jiao Jiao Jiao, why do you think of asking this?"

"I felt that the monk today looked a bit like the one from the Prime Minister's Mansion, so I just asked casually." Yan Jiaojiao said slowly.

"Today's monk? You mean the one who bullied you?"

Ning Luoxi recalled and said.

“Yes, he doesn’t look like a monk.”

"But how does Jiaojiao know that he is the legitimate son of the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Ning Luoxi asked still a little confused.

If I had known this earlier, Yan Jiaojiao would not have known what these court ministers looked like before, not to mention that Yan Jiaojiao has lost her memory now.

"I overheard it accidentally when I was passing by." Yan Jiaojiao silently made up an excuse, trying to get away with it.

"It's not impossible, but I heard that the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion is an ominous person. In addition, he has a strong murderous heart since he was a child. When he was seven or eight years old, he killed several male servants. That's why he was sent to Ling'an Temple to purify his body and mind."

Ning Luoxi told everything he knew.

She knew this because she heard her father talk about it.

I have a relatively good understanding of it.

After all, given the prime minister's status in the court, who would dare to discuss his family affairs? Wouldn't that be risking one's life?

So Ning Luoxi continued, "But most people don't know this very well. I only found out about it by chance."

Yan Jiaojiao nodded and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

Ning Luoxi naturally believed her.

Just a few days later, the invitation from the Prime Minister's Mansion was delivered to the Princess's Mansion.

"Princess, people from the Prime Minister's Mansion are waiting to see you. Do you want to see them?" Fu Yue asked softly.

Yan Jiaojiao is teasing GunGun.

I don’t know what’s wrong with the little parrot lately. It seems a little listless. It only seems energetic when Yan Jiaojiao teases it. It ignores other people.

"Prime Minister's Mansion? What are you doing here?"

Yan Jiaojiao asked casually.

Could it be that Shen Zhiyin has gone back?

"They said they were here to deliver an invitation, inviting the princess to attend the banquet." Fu Yue replied.

"Let him in."

Yan Jiaojiao leaned on the beauty couch and gave instructions lightly.

"Yes, princess."

Fu Yue asked someone to go out and bring the person in.

"Princess, I am the butler of the Prime Minister's Mansion. This is an invitation from my master. I sincerely invite you to attend the welcoming banquet for my master."

The butler was dressed in ancient grey clothes, his face was calm, and he spoke respectfully.

"Your young master?" Yan Jiaojiao paused from teasing the parrot, looked up at him and asked.

"Yes, our young master was just brought back to the Prime Minister's Mansion from Ling'an Temple a few days ago, and my master is thinking of holding a welcoming banquet to welcome him back home." The butler explained calmly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

The housekeeper sneered in his heart, saying that it was just an excuse to welcome the guests...

A son of a prime minister who grew up in a temple poses no threat at all.

Yan Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she was interested, and asked, "I didn't know there was a young master in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Please leave the invitation, and I will go there myself."

The housekeeper handed the invitation to Fu Yue. Seeing that Yan Jiaojiao accepted it, he did not stay any longer and left.

"Princess, do you really want to attend the banquet hosted by the Prime Minister's son?" Fu Yue placed the invitation in front of her and asked in a gentle voice.

"I have accepted the invitation, so of course I will go."

Yan Jiaojiao glanced at the invitation indifferently. Shen Zhiyin's name was written on it.

I wonder if it was the Prime Minister who invited her or Shen Zhiyin who invited her?

"Is there any feud between me and the Prime Minister before?"

When Yan Jiaojiao heard her ask this, she thought there was some conflict between them in the past.

"Not really, it's just that we don't have much contact. The princess has never liked attending these banquets." Fu Yue thought for a moment and replied.

Yan Jiaojiao didn't say anything else. If it weren't for Shen Zhiyin, she probably wouldn't have gone.

"Princess, Master Lu has not returned home yet. Do we need to send someone to look for him?" Fu Yue relayed to the princess what the maid who served Lu Rangzhou today said.

"No, he won't be back any time soon."

The progress of Lu Rangzhou’s strategy can only be discussed after he comes back.

"Princess, what about Miss Ayan..." Fu Yue hesitated, wondering whether to continue.

"What's wrong with Ah Yan?" Yan Jiaojiao asked, seeing that she seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"I just heard the princess calling me when I got outside. Did you miss me?"

The person who was just talking happened to walk in.