The prince of love, the wealth has come to me

As they watched the carriage moving further and further away, everyone started to speak softly.

"Bah, what does this Second Miss Jiang mean? She even said that she forced the princess to sleepwalk. I was so supportive of her in the beginning."

"That's right, the princess is so nice, she even cares about whether we are hot or not, and whether we will get heat stroke."

People all looked towards the Censorate with blaming eyes.

The servants who were still kneeling at the door quickly got up, stumbled into the mansion and closed the door.

The people dispersed, cursing.

Seeing this, Yang Haoyu realized that the fact was very clear. What the brother in blue said just now was true.

Thinking about how he had said good things about Jiang Wanrou before, he felt a chill.

The news that the second daughter of Censor Jiang's family owed money and refused to pay it back spread throughout Shengjing at the fastest speed, from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred.

On the carriage returning to the palace, Yang Xiao, who was driving the carriage outside, asked Ling Yueqing for credit.

"Princess, how did I perform just now?"

Ling Yueqing gave him a thumbs up when she heard that. Then, realizing that he couldn't see, she said, "Very good. I'll look for you next time if there's a job like this."

“I just don’t know if our trip has any obvious effect.”

Ling Yueqing had originally planned to come back tomorrow. After all, winter was here and she was suffering from procrastination. It was so cold that she really didn't want to move.

Unexpectedly, Qingmu and Yang Xiao found her in a hurry and asked her to go to Censor Jiang's Mansion immediately, otherwise she would miss the opportunity.

So Ling Yueqing didn't ask any more questions and just followed. To be honest, she was still confused.

"Don't worry, Princess. This will definitely work. Just wait and see!"

"Why are you so sure? Tell me."

Yang Xiao chuckled, "Princess, did you notice the man in red standing on the west side of Censor Jiang's mansion?"

"I see. Is there anything special about him?" Ling Yueqing said that she was very impressed. It was not because of how handsome he was, but mainly because he was too conspicuous.

He was wearing a bright red brocade robe. Although the quality was not very good, it was colorful and very eye-catching in the crowd.

She also wore a headband and hairpin of the same color on her head, which made it hard not to notice her.

"That person is the famous messenger Yang Haoyu. Let's not talk about the big things for now. Just gossip like this spreads very quickly. To be honest, even the emperor's edicts can't be spread faster than him."

"But she has a characteristic, which is that she will verify the truth of anything she spreads. At that time, Qingmu pretended to be a guest and told him about the palace banquet."

"He must be suspicious and won't spread the news easily. After what we did just now, I'm sure Yang Haoyu has already spread the message to various places."

Ling Yueqing nodded in understanding, "I didn't expect this person to be principled in spreading gossip. Not bad, not bad."

As they were talking, the carriage arrived at the gate of the palace. Ling Yueqing got off the carriage and was about to enter the gate of the palace.

Yang Xiao gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and called out to her, "Princess, if you think I performed well today, can I dare to ask for a reward?"

Ling Yueqing turned around after hearing this and asked, "Oh? What reward do you want?"

"Your subordinate... Your subordinate wants to..." Yang Xiao's face turned as red as a monkey's butt, and he was unable to say anything for a long time.

Seeing this, Ling Yueqing guessed about 80% of it. After all, how many things could make such a grown man blush?

But she pretended not to know and said, "If you haven't made up your mind yet, come and tell me when you have."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Yang Xiao immediately became anxious upon seeing this, and shouted with his eyes closed, "Princess, I like Zhuyu, can you marry Zhuyu to me?"

After he finished speaking, no one answered. Yang Xiao felt that the whole air was quiet, and he quietly opened his eyes.

What he saw was the princess in front of him with a bump on her face, a few brothers who were secretly looking at him with a look of anticipation, and Zhuyu and Ying'er who had just come out of the gate to welcome the princess back home.

Hearing the sound of "thump thump thump" footsteps running away behind her, Ling Yueqing turned around and just saw Zhu Yu's figure running away and her red face clearly visible.

Seeing Yang Xiao still standing there motionless, Ling Yueqing asked, "Didn't you see Zhu Yu just now?"

"Princess, I have seen it."

"Why don't you go after him? What are you doing standing here like an idiot?"

"I am waiting for the princess's consent."

Ling Yueqing: "..."

She said angrily, "They are both free, and I can't decide whether they get married or not. They have to agree to it themselves."

"If you two love each other, you can come to me and I can arrange a marriage for you. If Zhuyu doesn't want to, no one can force her. Do you understand?"

"I understand!" Yang Xiao nodded repeatedly.

Ling Yueqing had a question mark on her face, "Then what are you waiting for? Go after him!"

"Yes, Princess!" After Yang Xiao bowed respectfully, he quickly chased in the direction where Zhu Yu left.

Ling Yueqing stroked her forehead lightly, looking helpless, but she was really tired. Yang Xiao usually looked quite smart, so why was he so stupid about this?

Zhuyu also had no idea about this and didn't know if the two of them could do it.

Ling Yueqing is a princess, but she worries like an old mother.

In the evening, Jiang Yushi and others came back slowly after burning incense. When their carriage entered the gate of Shengjing, they could feel people looking at their carriage and whispering through the curtains.

Censor Jiang asked in confusion, "What's going on? I haven't attracted so much attention in the past."

Jiang Wanrou answered as a matter of course, "I guess the popular election competition has started in the past few days, and they came to see my daughter's beauty."

Censor Jiang and his wife did not think Jiang Wanrou was narcissistic at all, but nodded in agreement.

"Rou'er is right. It should be like this."

Madam Yushi stroked Jiang Wanrou's hand and said earnestly, "Rou'er, this year there is no No. 1 Beauty Yu Liuli to block your way. You must win the first prize so that you can find a husband of your dreams."

Jiang Wanrou was disdainful in her heart. What man could be more satisfying to her than the prince?

She thought so, but nodded obediently.

"Don't worry, mother. I understand."

Upon hearing this, Censor Jiang asked with a puzzled look on his face, "What does it mean that there is no Yu Liuli blocking the way? She is not participating in the popular election this year?"

The smile on the censor's wife's face froze for a few seconds. She actually forgot that the master was still in the car.

She hurriedly explained, "Yes, I don't know what happened to Yu Liuli. After she won the first prize last time, she disappeared and has not shown up until now, so I think she will not participate."

Censor Jiang nodded and said, "Don't be too careless. You can change your ticket before the end of the competition."

"Yes, I understand."

"Dad, my daughter knows."

Where Censor Jiang couldn't see, the Censor's wife and Jiang Wanrou looked at each other, with the same viciousness in their eyes.