My Lord, the princess doesn't want you anymore.

According to Dazhen custom, people do not go out on the first day of the New Year, but start visiting relatives and wishing each other a happy new year on the second day.

Mei Xueer also wanted to keep up with the trend and join in the fun.

She looked at An Ran, who had been clinging to her like a dog-skin plaster for the past two days, and said, "Let's go back to your mother's house!"

To be frank, her parents sent their daughter to her because they felt relieved. She should also pat her chest and say a few words of assurance to Minister An and Madam An.

Thinking of patting her chest, she couldn't help but look at the girl's chest, which was not very obvious and might have been damaged by her own patting.

She reminded herself that when she patted her chest to make a promise later, she must not use as much force as An Ran did.

This chest is not that chest, and it has not been tempered in the battlefield for so long, it will hurt if I hit it.

An Ran's father is the Minister of Rites. Mei Xueer feels that if they go to visit, her father should take her with him so that their statuses are equal.

But my father has always been neutral. During the Spring Festival every year, he would close the door to visitors and never go out to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.

So, she decided to go by herself.

She is An Ran's master, so this identity is barely acceptable.

She first asked Wen Bing to deliver the post to the An Mansion, and only after receiving a reply did she take An Ran into the carriage.

It would be bad to go empty-handed, so she picked out three pieces of beautiful jewelry from the boxes and also took a few packets of snacks.

She thought that the Minister of Rites was a cultured person, so why not give him some school supplies or something.

But she didn't have any decent school supplies, only medical books.

I guess Minister An has no interest in making achievements in the field of medicine, so I'll just give up.

Anran was so excited along the way. Her face was so bright when her master took her "back home".

With the master's protection, her parents will definitely not think that she didn't study hard when she returns, and will definitely not scold or beat her.

Minister An and his wife never expected that their daughter's master would come to visit them to wish them a happy new year.

After receiving the invitation, the two of them hurriedly started to tidy up, clean and prepare in the house.

What snacks should I prepare? Are they sweet and sticky enough?

When the time comes, we have to choose a few smart maids to serve you.

This guy loves to fart, it's too rude. No, change it!

He can't even write his own name. If the master asks him casually, he will lose face. No, change him!

What kind of tea do you drink? Black tea or green tea?

Quick, take out the tea from Dingxing Tea House that is treasured at home and that the master has always been reluctant to drink.

What to prepare as a return gift?

Isn't there a rare work by a master of calligraphy and painting from the previous dynasty? Anyway, I can't appreciate it, so please give it to me, sir!

If you want to invite someone to have lunch, what should you eat?

Show me the recipe! This dish is not good enough, change it; this one, don’t want it; this one is too strong, change it…

……

So, under the command of his wife, Minister An was busy all the time.

He assured that even when the emperor came to visit, his wife had never been so particular.

All that’s missing is hanging banners at the door, rolling out the red carpet and lining up a waist drum team.

"Logically, we should go to pay New Year's greetings to the master. But he was so thoughtful that he came to his house first. Well, she is indeed a talented woman, well-educated and well-mannered." After making all the preparations, Mrs. An still felt that she had not handled the matter well.

"Madam is right." Minister An nodded quickly.

Anyway, no matter what the lady says, it is right.

Madam An pulled him in front of her and said, "I have to remind you that Ranran has only been here for two days, and her master probably doesn't know her very well yet. When she comes, don't talk nonsense. What if, what if the master wants to return the goods because you told the truth, I won't forgive you! I will make you taste my..."

"Thunder Palm, is it? I know, I know... I finally managed to send it out, I can't let it go like this... Madam is right. Madam, please let me go, my ears hurt, it hurts..."

"After they have been together for a long time, even if they are not very satisfied with this disciple, they have already developed feelings for him. Then they will not be able to return him when the time comes. Hahaha..." Mrs. An looked like a villain who had succeeded in her evil plan.

In an instant, the two people's gratitude and guilt towards Mei Xueer were like the endless flow of a river.

"Madam, the Prime Minister's carriage is almost here!" The servant hurried in to report.

"Hurry, hurry out to greet them..." Mrs. An pulled Minister An and rushed out.

"Uh, Madam." Minister An asked while jogging, "Madam, do you think this dress of mine is suitable? Is the color too bright? Will it make Master think that I am not steady enough..."

Mrs. An stopped and looked at him. "It seems so. Never mind. It's too late. Just make do with it. I'm reminding you for the last time. Be careful when you speak. There are some things that you don't have to tell the truth."

"Madam is right, I'll remember that. But, when there are outsiders around, can you please give me some face? I'm not greedy, a little bit will be enough..."

The two of them trotted all the way, and when they arrived at the gate of the Shangshu Mansion, panting, they saw the carriage of the Xiangfu from afar, moving slowly towards them.

Minister An and Madam An straightened their clothes again, cleared their throats, straightened their chests, and stood upright in front of the door.

Just like parents welcoming the teacher to their home.

Before the carriage came to a complete stop, two parents came to greet it.

"Come, Master, let me help you." Mei Xueer stuck her head out and saw Mrs. An extending her hand to her enthusiastically.

"This..." Mei Xue'er didn't dare to be arrogant, and quickly bowed in the car, "Madam, you must not do that, I can get off by myself."

I finally entered the mansion.

"Master, please take a seat!"

what? !

Come on, take the seat of honor?

Old, old man?

Mrs. Ke An had already taken her hand and pressed her into the chair.

Mrs. An is extremely strong and she can't break free.

"master……"

"Madam, please call me Xue'er. You and Lord An are our elders." Mei Xue'er quickly stood up.

"How can that be? You are my daughter's master, so it's only natural for us to call you master." Mrs. An was unhappy and pushed her down again.

She was a martial artist and had great strength, so Mei Xueer was pressed down harder and felt pain in her buttocks. She twisted her buttocks uncomfortably.

Mrs. An seemed to suddenly realize something and slapped her forehead, "Ran Ran, go get a cushion! A softer one, so it won't hurt."

Mei Xueer: ...

When the mat came, Mei Xueer couldn't refuse its kindness and put it under her butt.

Mrs. An was satisfied now, and secretly reminded herself: The master has hemorrhoids, and I must not ignore this detail next time.