When the Regent Princess kneeled, all the children in Beijing broke their knees.

All the children had smiling faces, even Jia Chuan. Although he was still silent, his expression softened a little.

"Guoguo, try this, it's delicious." Yueyue took a bottle and generously shared it with An Guoguo.

This is a bottle of grape drink. Grapes are materials that can be exchanged for space, and the palace will also send some to the prince's palace regularly, so its appearance is not surprising.

However, this fruit is very rare. No one in Daning grows it. It is a tribute from small countries in the south every year.

"Delicious and delicious."

An Guoguo's eyes lit up and they twinkled as she looked at the mysterious purple.

"This won't work." At this moment, Yueyue licked her lips regretfully, looking at the bottle of apple drink, feeling a little sorry.

"what happened?"

An Guoguo took the pot and was about to pour herself a cup to try, but when she saw the words "apple drink" on it, she put it down silently.

"I can't eat apples because I cough, have a runny nose, sneeze, and get a lot of rashes."

"My mother said it was an allergy."

Yueyue sighed. She also liked eating apples. They were crispy, sweet and tasted great.

but……

Thinking of how uncomfortable she would feel after eating, she gave up her eagerness to try.

"what?"

An Guoguo widened her eyes and looked at Yueyue with some surprise.

Jiang Yunchu saw the two foodies chatting there, and now An Guoguo actually stopped eating, "What's wrong?"

An Guoguo raised her head and looked at Jiang Yunchu, thinking, "Yueyue can't eat apples?"

Jiang Yunchu looked at Yueyue, and Yueyue stuck out her tongue at her mother. Her mother had told her not to tell anyone, but she forgot about it when she met Guoguo.

"Correct."

Jiang Yunchu nodded. Since Yueyue said so, she admitted it generously. "Please keep it a secret, Princess An. I want Yueyue to grow up safely."

After An Guoguo got the answer, she was a little surprised, "I thought only our Yong'an Palace would be like this, but I didn't expect others would be like this too?"

"Prince Yong'an's Palace?" Jiang Yunchu tilted his head and asked with some confusion.

"Yes, my mother gets sick when she eats apples. She gets a fever, has trouble breathing, coughs, and develops a rash."

"My brother and I will, too."

“So apples are banned in Yong’an Palace.”

An Guoguo looked at Yueyue in amazement, "Little guy, no wonder we get along so well. We even get sick from eating apples in the same way."

An Guoguo didn't take it to heart, but Jiang Yunchu took it to heart. Is there really such a coincidence?

but……

Yong'an Palace, Ning Chengyan?

That’s not right. An Guoguo is still a girl, and her age is not appropriate.

Is it really a coincidence?

After the meal, the little ones held their stomachs.

"Tomorrow is a day off. I have already informed your family and will pick you up here and take you home. You will go on a study tour the day after tomorrow."

Jiang Yunchu looked at the children, then sent them to the entrance of the hot pot restaurant. He watched them get on the carriages, and then he took the four children back home.

but……

She felt a gaze examining her, and when she turned around suddenly, she saw a stranger dressed in black, with a thin figure and sharp eyes. It seemed that he was not so much examining her as examining Yueyue beside her.

Jiang Yunchu took a step forward, blocking the man's gaze. The two people's gazes collided in the air, King Yong'an.

An Guoguo's father.

She frowned slightly. She first met An Guoguo and then Prince Yongan. This time Prince Yongan took action to take sides.

She nodded slightly and got into the carriage.

"Prince, the lady is looking for you." The servant beside him looked at his own prince, who had not come out for a long time.

The prince, who had always stayed out of worldly affairs, clearly stood on the side of the Kang family and the Regent's Palace, and specially asked someone to recall the young lady.

"Go back."

Prince Yong'an looked at the disappearing carriage and turned back to the box.

"Dad, what have you been doing? That fruit tea is so delicious, but it's only available in that box, not in other boxes."

An Guoguo licked her lips, as if there was still some fruity scent left on them.

"Greedy cat, there are so many delicacies in the world, aren't they enough for you to eat?"

Prince Yong'an looked at his daughter, smiled lovingly, and patted her head gently.

"It's different. I can drink fruit tea for the rest of my life, and I can drink hot pot too."

"In another year, you will have to meet someone else. Who would dare to marry you in this condition?" Prince Yong'an looked at An Guoguo and asked carefully.

"What do you mean by seeing someone? I want to live with my parents in their old age. Don't try to chase me away."

An Guoguo puffed up her cheeks, looking like she would bite anyone who chased her away!

When Prince Yong'an saw his daughter like this, he thought of another little girl. She looked very much like Guoguo when she was a child, but she looked more like someone else, his son.

The lady liked girls, so when her son was born, she dressed him in a skirt and braided his hair. He looked exactly like the little girl with his mischievous look.

But she is the daughter of the Regent's Palace!

Prince Yong'an thought about the information from the investigation and sighed helplessly.

Jia Chuan and Ning Qiancheng have been following Jiang Yunchu. One of them no longer has a home, and the other is like having no home. Looking at the school that used to be bustling, it is unusually quiet today.

"Youngest, after we left, you felt this alone..." He couldn't describe it, but he just felt a sense of loss.

Ning Qiancheng patted his shoulder and said, "No, Boss Ning doesn't agree, and Xiao Yueyue won't allow it either."

Before he could finish his words, hurried footsteps came running around the corner.

"Jia Er, Ning Wu, mother made some hawthorn juice and asked you to have some. It's sour and sweet and very delicious." The bright red hawthorn juice looked juicy in the white porcelain bowl.

"Okay." Ning Qiancheng picked it up directly, drank up the hawthorn juice, and smiled gently, "Sure enough, the one made by the dean tastes better."

When we were at the hot pot restaurant, the fruit tea we had was also fruit tea and it was also very delicious, but I always felt like it was missing something compared to what the dean made.

"Jia Er, what are you daydreaming about? Are you stupid?" The little girl looked at Jia Chuan, frowning and pouting. Her arms and waist were so sore, they felt so heavy.

"Ah? Oh." Jia Chuan came back to his senses, picked up the bowl, and drank it all in one breath.

He didn't know what the smell was, and he even forgot what color it was. He just remembered that at that time, it seemed that everyone's attitude towards him had never changed.

Regardless of his pitiful self-esteem or his precarious sense of security, each of them accompanied him in their own way.