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

Thinking of the information she had just found about the Dog King, she couldn't help but shout, "Someone come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared in front of him like a divine beast hearing the call of its master.

"you are?"

"Man!"

Michelle: ...Okay, it's Winding!

Mei Xueer originally wanted to call Wen Jia, but then she thought that they were not far behind.

Although A is the eldest brother, he is not necessarily reliable.

"I want to ask you something, Winding. You must tell me everything you know."

"Yes!"

"Just tell me something about the prince's past. Be as detailed as possible."

"it is good."

Mei Xueer was in high spirits and waited for him to continue.

However, at least for a minute.

Wendin remained silent.

Mei Xueer thought that he was probably thinking about where to start.

He comforted her with a few words, "Don't worry, I have plenty of time today, I'll tell you slowly. Uh, let's start from the birth of the prince!"

"it is good."

"Well, whatever you want. You can say anything about the prince."

"..." Wen Ding thought for a long time, and finally said two words, "Happy!"

"…How do you feel happy?"

“Very happy!”

Another minute of silence.

Mei Xueer continued to ask patiently, "What happened next?"

"awful!"

"Can you give me some details?"

"it is good!"

"Then tell me! How happy is he? How miserable is he? Why is he miserable? When did he start to be miserable? Is it more miserable than what he said the other day?!"

"Five years old!"

Mei Xueer felt that she was on the verge of a temper tantrum. She forced herself not to lose her temper. "Lord Wen Ding, can you speak a few more words at a time?"

"After the death of the previous emperor."

"Go on, keep talking. Keep talking, okay?"

"The Emperor doesn't like the Prince."

"Don't I know that the emperor doesn't like the prince? Do you need to tell me? Can you tell me something I don't know? Can you be more proactive in answering? Can you not be so concise?..."

Mei Xueer asked more than ten questions in a row, each one louder than the last. In the end, she was so angry that she walked around in circles in the yard.

Wen Ding looked at her blankly for a long time, then squeezed out a word, "No!"

Mei Xueer, died again.

"Get out! Get someone else!"

Wen Ding just rolled away.

He comes without a trace and leaves without a trace.

He said "Ding" when he came and left with "Yes".

Do not take away a cloud.

Mei Xueer rolled her eyes in anger.

She rolled her eyes and noticed that the person standing in the yard had been replaced by another one.

"My subordinate Wen Yi!" Wen Yi stepped forward in a servile manner, "Don't blame me, Princess. Xiao Ding is just like that. He has said enough today, more than he has said in a month. You are a magnanimous person, so please don't make things difficult for him. If you have any questions, please ask me."

Well, among the five divine beasts, there is finally a normal one.

For the sake of this normal person, I won't bother with that Ding.

"Tell me about the prince's past."

"Yes, Princess!" Wen Yi asked, "What do you want to hear? I will tell you everything I know."

"Which aspect? Let's start from the birth of the prince."

"My princess, the prince was born on the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month in the ninth year of Qingfeng. At that time, the current emperor was still the crown prince. When the prince was born, auspicious signs fell from the sky. Colorful clouds appeared in the night sky. The osmanthus tree in the palace, which had long since withered, suddenly blossomed overnight, filling the garden with its fragrance. The Imperial Astronomical Observatory said that the prince has the appearance of an emperor."

"When the prince was young, he was white and chubby, smart and cute. Princess, you don't know that when the prince was young, his face was chubby, white with a hint of red, and red with a hint of tenderness. His little mouth was always pouting, like a chicken's butt..."

What kind of metaphor is this?

"Okay, okay, no need to describe it." Mei Xueer had no interest in what the Dog Prince looked like when he was a puppy.

I'm even less interested in chicken butts!

"Well, anyway, the prince was very good-looking when he was young. You can tell by looking at his current appearance. Everyone says that Prince Xiao is good-looking, but if Prince Xiao didn't have that scar, I think he would be no worse than Prince Xiao. Besides, how can Prince Xiao have the grace and demeanor of our prince? Even the maids in the palace said that Prince Xiao was the most..."

"Wen Yi, you don't have to tell me how handsome the prince is. I'm not blind." Mei Xueer thought, maybe Wen Yi is afraid that I won't like the dog prince because of the scar, so he always emphasizes how handsome the dog prince is.

"Because the prince is handsome and smart, and was born with auspicious signs from heaven, the late emperor and the current emperor doted on the prince very much. They really held him in their hands for fear of dropping him, and held him in their mouths for fear of melting him. When the prince was five years old, the late emperor conferred him the title of Prince Jing, making him the first prince of this generation to be crowned a king. He was also granted a mansion, which is now the Prince Jing Mansion. On the day the prince was crowned a king, the late emperor held him in his arms to visit the Prince Jing Mansion, and the two of them personally planted a golden osmanthus tree in the mansion. The late emperor said that he wanted the sapling to grow up with the prince. That is, the osmanthus tree that is dying now."

After hearing this, Mei Xueer finally understood why the Dog Prince cared so much about the tree, even more than his own face.

He even went so far as to exchange it for five divine beast-level secret guards.

Although Wen Yi speaks a bit long-winded, at least he is normal.

"Princess, you don't know. It is said that grandparents are closer than grandchildren. No matter how much the emperor loves you, he is nothing compared to the late emperor. The late emperor's love for his grandson is simply incredible."

"Tell me about it!" Mei Xueer was also very curious.

"When the prince was young, the late emperor would hold him on his lap while reviewing memorials. When the prince was two years old, the late emperor had a stomachache and left for a while, so he put the prince on the dragon throne and let him play by himself. But the prince was naughty. He picked up a memorial and imitated the late emperor. He circled the name of one of the officials in red ink on the memorial. Who would have thought that this memorial was submitted by the Minister of Justice, who needed the late emperor to decide how to deal with the officials involved in a corruption case. Speaking of this case, it was a sensation in the court and the public at that time. It was the end of the year, and when the Ministry of Revenue was sorting out the year's expenses, it was found that the treasury silver and the bills did not match. The Minister of Revenue at that time asked the Vice Minister of Revenue to check, but this was an offensive matter, and the Vice Minister did not want to check, so he thought of a way. He had a concubine, who was only eighteen years old, as beautiful as a flower, and really a beauty, especially her little mouth, which was so beautiful that it was almost fatal..."

"Don't talk about anything else, let's talk about the memorial!" Mei Xueer was a little overwhelmed.