The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

Ye Chufeng stood in front of Meng Ninglang's desk with his signature evil smile on his face.

Bai Yanshuang stood up and wanted to salute Ye Chufeng. Unexpectedly, Ye Chufeng waved his hand and stopped her, saying, "No need..."

Bai Yanshuang paused, guessing that Ye Chufeng might want to go out in a low-key manner, so she changed her attitude to clasping her fists towards Ye Chufeng, which could also be considered a greeting.

Meng Ninglang stood up and clasped his fists towards Ye Chufeng.

Bai Yanshuang said to Ye Chufeng: "Seventh Prince, this is Master Meng Ninglang, the grandson of Duke Meng."

Ye Chufeng nodded and smiled at Meng Ninglang, "Meng Ninglang, I recognize you." At this time, he referred to himself as "I", with a hint of approachability.

Meng Ninglang asked in surprise: "Have you seen me somewhere, Your Highness?"

"Haha, I just happened to see you staying in the Herb Hall when I was strolling out on the street." Ye Chufeng laughed very wantonly, his pair of peach blossom eyes raised, looking quite consistent with the image of the rumored dandy prince.

"I see." Meng Ning understood clearly and then extended a polite invitation, "Seventh Prince, would you like to sit for a while?"

Ye Chufeng shook his head and asked in a low voice: "Is everything okay?"

Meng Ninglang knew that Ye Chufeng was not greeting him, but asking about Yun Mujiu's situation. He smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. Everything is fine."

Ye Chufeng said, "Meng Ninglang, can you say hello for me?" He rarely wrote letters to the Ye Mansion now, mainly because there was nothing important that needed to be communicated. Some time ago, Yun Mujiu also told him: Don't report all kinds of news to the Ye Mansion, your own safety is the most important.

Meng Ninglang was stunned for a moment, "Of course." In fact, he couldn't contact Yun Mujiu now, but he could get in touch with Ye Mansion indirectly through the secret guards.

Ye Chufeng nodded slightly, "I'll take my leave first, you guys continue."

Meng Ninglang and Bai Yanshuang nodded, looked at each other and sat down.

Bai Yanshuang didn't know the news, and didn't know what the connection was between Meng Ninglang and Ye Chufeng. But just now, it seemed that Ye Chufeng had some connection with Meng Ninglang. But she wasn't the kind of person who liked gossip, so she didn't think much about it.

After Meng Ninglang and Bai Yanshuang finished their tea, they waved to the waiter, "Come here, pay the bill!"

"Hey," Bai Yanshuang curled her lips, "Didn't we agree that I would treat you?"

Meng Ninglang blinked, "It's better for me to treat you the first time, how about you treat me the next time?"

Bai Yanshuang has a forthright personality and immediately replied generously, "Okay. Next time, I'll treat you to whatever you want to eat or drink."

Meng Ninglang smiled secretly. Bai Yanshuang's personality was straightforward but also a little cute. She was quite interesting...

A waiter came over and bent over and said, "Sir, a young man just paid the bill for you."

Meng Ninglang raised his eyebrows and immediately thought that it was Ye Chufeng who paid the bill. He didn't expect that Ye Chufeng was quite interesting and he also grasped such small details...

After Meng Ninglang returned to the Meng Mansion, he excitedly shared what had happened today with his family.

Duke Meng sat in the main seat, listening to Meng Ninglang's endless talk, and finally commented: "Ninglang, you did a good job. That Prime Minister Yun is a vicious person, we don't have to indulge the Yun family."

Meng Ninglang touched his head embarrassedly. It was rare for him to be praised by his grandfather, and it felt really good.

Meng Shihao said to Meng Ninglang with a straight face, "Good boy, you did a good job. Your eloquence is rarely put to good use."

"Dad!" Meng Ninglang was a little depressed. Was he praising him or insulting him? But it sounded like a good thing, so he could accept it.

A dignified and wealthy woman walked to Meng Ninglang's side. This person was Meng Shihao's wife, Yi. She advised: "Ninglang, when you have time, go out more and make some friends. This is your first time in the capital, so naturally you should make more friends and get along well with them."

"Okay, mother."

Yi patted Meng Ninglang on the shoulder and said, "Listening to your description today, and what happened at the palace banquet before, I think Miss Bai is a person worth making friends with."

Duke Meng looked thoughtful and added, "Bai Yanshuang's father was also a military commander. He had contact with our Meng Mansion before. Now you youngsters can reestablish contact."

Meng Ninglang has always respected Duke Meng, and nodded honestly: "Grandfather, Ninglang will remember..."

Duke Meng had a faint smile on his face, looking kind.

...

Not long after Yun Mujiu had dinner at Qichiyuan, he went to find Ye Xiaohan with his medicine box.

This time, before she even approached Ye Xiaohan's dormitory, she saw from afar that the room was pitch black, and she knew where Ye Xiaohan was at the moment.

She paused, turned around and left resolutely.

The two guards guarding the door where Ye Xiaohan slept inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief. They had seen Yun Mujiu a long time ago, and their minds recalled the last time Yun Mujiu was angry.

Phew… Fortunately, the princess didn’t come over this time, and she didn’t seem to be angry either.

Yun Mujiu informed in advance and entered after receiving the answer from Ye Xiaohan in the study.

She looked indifferent as she walked up to Ye Xiaohan.

At this time, Ye Xiaohan was not sitting at the desk, but at a round table near the bookshelf. There was a cup of hot tea on the table. Apart from that, there were no other documents.

Yun Mujiu put down the medicine box and praised: "It seems that the prince is not so busy today. He is following the doctor's advice and taking a good rest."

"Well," Ye Xiaohan looked at Yun Mujiu, "I just dealt with some matters briefly today, so I didn't get too tired."

Du Ziheng then added: "My Lady, the prince has rested on time today and has also taken medicine on time."

Yun Mujiu raised the corners of his lips slightly, smiling like a cunning little fox, and gave Ye Xiaohan a thumbs up: "Well, great!"

Ye Xiaohan raised his eyebrows and responded to Yun Mujiu.

Yun Mujiu took a few steps, approached Ye Xiaohan, and then put the back of his hand against Ye Xiaohan.

For a moment, Ye Xiaohan held his breath and felt the smooth hand on his forehead.

A cool feeling came over him, and Ye Xiaohan seemed to feel that his breath had become calmer.

"Mumu..."

"Hmm?" Yun Mujiu half-bent down and leaned over to look at Ye Xiaohan, "What's wrong?"

"Your hands are so cold."

Yun Mujiu said calmly: "It may be due to insufficient blood and qi. Generally, women's body temperature is much lower than men's."

She took her hand back and continued, "The prince's fever has almost subsided. He will not be in any further danger. Just take a good rest."

Ye Xiaohan raised his hands, grabbed Yun Mujiu's hands, and then covered Yun Mujiu's thin hands with his big palms.

"I'll warm you up." His eyes were pure, with an irresistible charm...

Yun Mujiu's beautiful eyes shrank, and her scallion-white fingers couldn't help but curl and tremble.

Ye Xiaohan clearly just did an ordinary thing, but why was her heart beating wildly as if it had missed a beat?

Yun Mujiu turned his head to look at Du Ziheng who was not far away, and saw Du Ziheng holding his chin and "appreciating" a blue and white porcelain vase with a serious look on his face.

Yun Mujiu sighed helplessly: Du Ziheng, can your acting skills get any worse? Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Du Ziheng was pretending to be an air person, wishing he could be invisible.

Ye Xiaohan followed Yun Mujiu's gaze and said coldly to Du Ziheng, "Get out."

"Okay, okay!" Du Ziheng's ears twitched, without even looking up at Ye Xiaohan, "My Lord, Princess, I'm leaving!"

Du Ziheng ran away in a flash.

Yun Mujiu looked back at Ye Xiaohan, "Your Majesty, we should be more careful in front of others..."

Ye Xiaohan's hand became more powerful, and confusion appeared on his handsome face. "Why? What should I pay attention to?"

Yun Mujiu blushed. She couldn't tell whether Ye Xiaohan really didn't know or was just pretending not to know...