After traveling through time, she just wanted to eat, drink and have fun

Ai Yun walked over with her back to the light, stood in front of Mr. Xiaoyao and greeted him: "Xiaoyao, I'm here."

Mr. Xiaoyao stood up immediately after hearing the voice. She was wearing a light blue dress with tight sleeves, the color was like the azure blue water, fresh and deep, revealing a bit of competence and unrestrainedness. Obviously, this dress was designed by her after she traveled here.

Mr. Xiaoyao stared at Ai Yun who was coming against the light. Although he could not see the details of her clothes and her facial expression, for some reason, a strange feeling surged in his heart - the person in front of him was just like what was described in the book, a messenger who came to the world with the light of hope.

"You are here. This is Aunt Wang, she is the chief steward of our place." After Mr. Xiaoyao finished introducing them, Ai Yun and Aunt Wang nodded to each other to express their greetings. Then, Mr. Xiaoyao gestured for the two to take a seat, and then personally filled a cup of fragrant tea for Ai Yun.

Ai Yun took a sip of tea and went straight to the point. She whispered to the two of them the plan that Prince Jing preferred and the plan that she and Zhu Yu preferred. After listening, the two nodded, but did not rush to give an answer. Instead, they started discussing, nodding and shaking their heads from time to time.

Time passed by little by little, and it seemed like a very long time had passed. Finally, Mr. Xiaoyao slowly turned his head and slowly stood up. With a solemn and serious expression, she bowed deeply to Ai Yun, expressing her most sincere respect.

"Your good intentions are remembered by Aunt Wang and I, and we are deeply grateful!" Mr. Xiaoyao said sincerely, "After careful consideration, we both agree that we should follow Prince Jing and the two young ladies. If we grow up one day in the future, we will definitely do our best to contribute our own meager efforts to save those women who have suffered so much!"

Her words were firm and powerful, full of determination and faith; her eyes were clear and bright, revealing her deep pursuit of justice. At this moment, Mr. Xiaoyao showed an admirable demeanor and style, which moved people.

Ai Yun's nervousness instantly dissipated, and she responded with relief: "Yes! Girls help girls!" Mr. Xiaoyao nodded slightly to show his understanding, while Aunt Wang on the side was confused and bewildered.

Seeing this, Mr. Xiaoyao explained: "This is actually a dialect expression in their place, which means that women should support and help each other."

However, there may be a deeper meaning behind this statement, and the specific meaning will vary from person to person, depending on their life experiences and environment.

After some discussion, everyone decided to let Mr. Xiaoyao and Aunt Wang write down the detailed plan first so that they can persuade others after returning. After the matter is done, Mr. Xiaoyao will personally go to Liu Mansion to pay a visit to Prince Jing and his companions.

After the agreement, Ai Yun waved goodbye to the two of them. The tea stall was still the same tea stall, but something seemed different.

The sun has risen, and the dewdrops on the leaves are crystal clear, reflecting the bright sunlight, dazzling.

After Ai Yun brought back the carriage with Mr. Xiaoyao's opinions and the news that he would visit Prince Jing and Zhu Yu at Liu's house soon, everyone in the carriage breathed a sigh of relief. Zhu Yu even began to think about what kind of gift he should prepare for Mr. Xiaoyao when they met for the first time, and whether he could invite her to have a meal and cook her a delicious meal that is common in modern times but rarely seen here.

Thinking of something delicious, she said cheerfully, "Let's go back and cook!"

As expected, the lunch made Prince Jing very satisfied. There were two plates of braised goose, two plates of deep-fried river shrimps, and a large pot of Maoxuewang. She secretly fiddled with a 4-inch small cake in the kitchen (took it out from the space), two large bowls of kelp noodle stewed with tofu soup made with instant noodle soup, and plenty of fragrant rice!

During the meal, Prince Jing sat at the table, with an upright posture and a dignified temperament. He was dressed in a blue shirt, which made him look elegant. His eyes were calmly facing the table of delicacies. If Zhu Yu had not observed that he loved to eat, he would have thought that he had no feeling for the dishes on the table.

Zhu Yu enthusiastically poured a bowl of steaming hot soup into it and handed it to him. Prince Jing just nodded slightly to express his gratitude, and then took it slowly and steadily.

Throughout the entire banquet, every subtle movement of Prince Jing revealed his dignity and composure, which formed a sharp contrast with the eating habits of Zhu Yu and Ai Yun.

After finishing the last piece of cake, he wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, smiled and nodded to Zhu Yu to express his gratitude. Then, he stood up, his posture straight as a pine tree, and slowly left.

After he left, Zhu Yu and Ai Yun breathed a sigh of relief, secretly rejoicing in their hearts, "Finally he left. This meal was so depressing."

Zhu Yu turned to look at Xiaoying and ordered, "Xiaoying, hurry up and go to the kitchen to bring over that pot of spicy crayfish whose aroma is almost overwhelming.

Don't just stand there like idiots. Go take these leftovers back to the kitchen and heat them up, especially the Maoxuewang. Ask Aunt Zhou to add some seasoning to enhance the flavor. Then bring two bowls of hot rice over.

Don't be shy, sit down and eat together. There are so many delicious dishes, and it will be more lively when more people eat together!

By the way, Fugui, take a few people to the backyard and get those bottles of fine wine that Madam Liu sent over a few days ago. How can we celebrate without fine wine?

Fa Cai, don't just sit there, go to the well in the backyard and fish out the big watermelon I soaked last night, cut it into small pieces and bring it back so that everyone can have a taste. Hurry up, hurry up, get moving!"

Prince Jing, who had not yet walked far, could not help but stop, his mouth twitching slightly...

In fact, he was not unable to accept such a scene. After all, when he was in the army, he had seen all kinds of battles. Sometimes he would even squat among the corpses and blood, gnawing on the cold steamed buns that were stained with his own blood or the blood of the enemy.

However, just now when he was having a meal, for some reason he insisted on putting on the appearance of a gentleman.

If he had known that this would disgust her, he should have stayed a little longer.

At this moment, Zhang Ling was playing with a sachet in his hand, walking forward absent-mindedly, with a silly smile on his face, completely unaware of the subtle change in his master's mood.

Ling Wu, who was hiding in the dark, saw all of this and couldn't help but feel a little jealous. He thought that the boy was in the open and was treated well. His master and the prime minister's daughter hadn't made any progress yet, but he was the first to get together with the prime minister's daughter's personal maid. Ling Wu's eyes rolled, and he quickly took out a stone from his arms, aimed at the back of Zhang Ling's head and threw it hard.

"Ouch! Who hit me?" Zhang Ling, who was hit on the head by a stone unexpectedly, cried out in pain. He stretched out his hand to rub his aching head while mumbling to himself. When Prince Jing heard the sound, he turned his head to look at Zhang Ling, and his eyes happened to fall on the sachet he held tightly in his palm. It was obvious that it was the work of Zhu Yu's maid, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch again.

Looking at Zhang Ling in front of him, he became more and more annoyed, and finally couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "Okay, you go down first, there is no need for you to follow me here today."

Zhang Ling had a flash of doubt in his mind at first, but he understood in an instant - his master always cared about his servants. Not only did he fill his own stomach, but he also wanted him to have a good meal! Thinking of this, he immediately broke into an ecstatic smile, and while thanking him repeatedly, he respectfully saluted Prince Jing. Then, he turned around and ran towards the direction of the dining room impatiently...

If he runs faster he might still be able to catch up and ask Sakura if she likes the bracelet he just gave her.

Prince Jing: . . . . . .

Now I'm even more angry, what should I do?

What can I do? My own stupid guard only thinks about eating and other people's little maids.

He could only walk towards the yard where he lived alone with an expressionless face.

So angry.

However, when Zhu Yu, who was drunk in the afternoon, slammed his door, Prince Jing suddenly thought of this sentence: Everything will turn around when it reaches its extreme, and good times will come after bad times.