The prince of love, the wealth has come to me

Ling Yueqing was just thinking that there seemed to be nothing to do today, so she called Butler Fu to go to the restaurant together for an on-site inspection.

The restaurant has good lighting and a wide view, but the decoration style is very old and there is no novelty at all.

Ling Yueqing took a rough look at it and had a general idea in her mind, and also thought about what the design would look like.

After returning, she painted in the house for several days and finally drew a design that satisfied her. Then the restaurant began to be renovated in full swing under the supervision of Dashun and Ershun.

That day, after Ling Yueqing had breakfast, she planned to go and see how the restaurant was being decorated.

I had just packed up and was ready to go out, but trouble was already knocking on my door.

"Your Majesty, the second young lady of the Imperial Censorate is here again."

A trace of annoyance flashed across Xiao Mingchen's face.

"Tell her that I am not in good health to see visitors and ask her to leave."

"Yes." Chi Feng was about to reply when Xiao Mingchen stopped him again.

"Tell her to go to the banquet hall and wait for me. Invite the princess over as well. Tell her that we have guests."

Xiao Mingchen raised a playful smile at the corner of his mouth. This was a good opportunity to test his little princess.

Ling Yueqing was just about to ask Zhu Yu to call Butler Fu to go out together.

Ying'er came in and reported, "Princess, the prince sent a message asking you to go to the banquet hall to entertain the guests."

"Guest? Who?"

Ling Yueqing was a little curious. She had never entertained guests before. When she was a mercenary, no matter what her identity or mission was, she would complete it on the same day and never leave it until the next day.

So no one had ever come to visit her. She never expected that the first time she entertained guests, they were guests from ancient times.

Ling Yueqing was a little excited and eager to try it out. Although she had never entertained guests before, she had learned how to do it.

Ying Er replied as she sorted out her clothes, "Chi Feng didn't say anything."

After packing up, the three of them walked towards the banquet room together. When they were still some distance away from the banquet room, Ling Yueqing saw a woman sitting inside.

Although it was a bit far away and hard to see clearly, the clothes were luxurious, so her status must be not simple. There were two people standing beside her with their heads lowered, and judging by their clothes, they should be her personal maids.

Suddenly, the familiar mechanical sound appeared in Ling Yueqing's mind again.

"drop--"

"Randomly dropped items, "100 Ways to Appreciate Tea" x1, "Twelve Ways to Make Tea with Tea" x1, "Which is better, white lotus or green tea?" x1, I wish the host a happy game."

Ling Yueqing: "..."

"Green tea? White lotus?"

The system successfully gave her the spoiler. This should be Xiao Mingchen’s bad love life.

Ling Yueqing rolled her eyes and complained silently in her heart, "Don't you dare give these things a little later."

She's almost gone, what's the point of giving her this book? When can she read it? Read it while chatting?

However, Ling Yueqing was not worried, as she had some knowledge of these things. She had not only learned how to appreciate tea, but also how to make tea. After all, sometimes when going on a mission, she still had to pretend a little.

Ling Yueqing didn't feel any trouble at all, and even felt a little bit of anticipation, "Thank you for bringing fun to my ordinary life."

Sitting in the hall was Jiang Wanrou, the second daughter of the Censorate. She was hailed as the second most beautiful woman in Shengjing. Although there was some water in that, it had to be said that she was indeed a beauty.

But now she was not as gentle and dignified as before. Instead, her brows were furrowed, and the handkerchief in her hand was almost torn to pieces.

The more she thought about it, the more she regretted it. She shouldn't have listened to her father, who said that the King of War didn't have much time left and that if she married him she would have to be a widow, so she gave up the idea.

But now that the War King has married, his health is getting better day by day.

If she had not listened to her father and insisted on marrying him, she would be Prince Zhan's wife now. Thinking of Prince Zhan's handsome face, the second lady of the Censorate's Mansion blushed slightly.

She was so absorbed in her own fantasy that she didn't even notice someone approaching.

This was the scene Ling Yueqing saw when she walked into the banquet hall.

She thought to herself, "What's wrong with this guy? One moment he has a face full of bitterness and hatred, and the next he smiles with amorous feelings."

Ling Yueqing stretched out her hand and waved it in front of her, "Come back to your senses!"

Then he walked up and sat on the top seat.

Jiang Wanrou was stunned for a few seconds after hearing this, until Ling Yueqing sat on the main seat, she realized that this should be the woman who had snatched her position as princess. But why did Brother Chen not come but she came instead?

After thinking for a moment, she stood up calmly and saluted, and the two maids followed suit.

"Your humble servant Jiang Wanrou, the second daughter of the Imperial Censorate, greets the princess."

"Your servants Cuiyu and Cuizhu pay their respects to Her Majesty the Princess."

"You're welcome, please sit down." Ling Yueqing looked at the woman in front of her. She was indeed a beauty, with an oval face, willow-shaped eyebrows, affectionate eyes, and cherry lips. She was a standard ancient beauty.

It's just that the smug and proud attitude makes the beautiful appearance lose some charm.

Looking at the two little maids next to them, they were of average looks and behaved timidly. There was a mixture of fear and flattery in their eyes when they looked at Jiang Wanrou.

Instead, Jiang Wanrou looked more graceful and elegant.

The second young lady of the Censorate accepted Ling Yueqing's scrutiny with satisfaction. She has always been very confident about her appearance.

At the same time, she was also observing Ling Yueqing, feeling a little surprised. She had never met anyone in Shengjing who could threaten her appearance, and she never expected that such a beautiful person could be born in the hard-working border area.

It was also the first time in her life that she felt a sense of crisis about her appearance. After all, her purpose of coming here today was to get the position of concubine in the palace.

Ling Yueqing was the first to speak, "I wonder why Miss Jiang came to the palace?"

"Princess Sister, just call me Wanrou. I came here today specifically to visit you. I thought that you would be very busy with your wedding, so I came here today."

Although Jiang Wanrou was proud, her tone was extremely gentle as she called her sister every time.

Ling Yue felt ashamed as she listened to it, thinking that her skills were still not good enough. Look at how well the other person's tone was controlled, unlike her own stiff tone.

"I don't know Miss Jiang Er at all. Why would Miss Jiang Er want to come and visit me?"

"Sister, you are new to Shengjing, so you must be unfamiliar with many things. The government is busy, so I'm sure it will take a lot of effort for you to handle it."

Ling Yueqing was amazed, and after a few words, she had already changed her address to sister from princess. How eager she was to be a good sister with her and share a husband.

So Ling Yueqing pretended to be distressed and said, "Ah, it is true. I don't have much experience in managing the backyard. I have been a little overwhelmed in recent days."

God knows how comfortable her life is. She doesn't have to worry about anything, everything is taken care of by Uncle Fu. She enjoys her leisure time.