After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

Shi Wanyue followed behind Wen Zhimiao the whole time, watching her and Wen Keyan laughing and smiling, and listening to her calling her "Sister Princess" all the time, she sighed in her heart.

I've never seen her call Jiu Zhao "Sister" so happily.

Although I know this guy is definitely up to something bad, it still doesn't sound very pleasant.

The welcoming banquet was held in Shunwang Mansion. Shi Wanyue observed the accompanying officials calmly. They were very familiar with Shunwang Mansion, as if they often came here on weekdays.

Wen Zhimiao still held Shi Wanyue's hand. Wen Ke walked side by side with her, answering some of Wen Zhimiao's questions from time to time.

Zheng Shu and Qi Linglang were as silent as ever. When there were outsiders around, they were always very silent, and even asking them to say one more word would be embarrassing for them.

Bian Ruitong wanted to say something, but Wen Zhimiao repeatedly warned her not to say much, so she could only follow Zheng Shu and Qi Linglang obediently and did not dare to say anything.

After finally arriving at the banquet, Wen Zhimiao casually pulled Shi Wanyue to sit next to him.

Wen Ke smiled but didn't say anything. She sat on the other side of Wen Zhimiao, while Qi Linglang and others sat next to Shi Wanyue.

Those Nanshao ministers were all dissatisfied, but they did not dare to say much.

Wen Zhimiao was still livening up the atmosphere at the banquet. She had a lot of questions, not only asking Wen Ke, but also asking other people at the table.

General Tang and the people from the Supervisory Council did not come with them, so the whole banquet was quite relaxed.

Wen Zhimiao also gave full affirmation to those songs and dances.

Moreover, there were both male and female singers and dancers at the banquet, and Wen Zhimiao had to say that the men worked harder than the women.

I guess she also felt that if she worked harder, she might be able to win her favor.

Wen Ke watched Wen Zhimiao's expression calmly throughout the whole process.

In the end, it was discovered that the young prince really had no interest in these people at all.

There was only pure admiration in her eyes, nothing else, no unspeakable desire.

Seeing that Wen Zhimiao had no such idea, Wen Ke did not proceed with the next plan and just let those people perform the singing and dancing honestly.

When the banquet started, Wen Ke asked Wen Zhimiao for his opinion: "Your Highness, would you like to drink?"

Wen Zhimiao did not agree to her immediately after hearing this, but turned to look at Shi Wanyue.

"elder sister..."

Shi Wanyue shook her head gently and poured her a cup of tea: "Be good."

Wen Zhimiao curled his lips: "I want to try."

"Your Majesty does not allow it." Shi Wanyue looked at Wen Zhimiao with a smile, but everyone present could feel the invisible sense of oppression from her.

Wen Zhimiao sighed softly: "Okay, okay."

After saying that, she turned around and faced Wen Ke: "Sister Princess, I don't drink. My mother said that I haven't had my coming-of-age ceremony yet, so I can't drink. Otherwise, she'll break my legs when I get back."

Even people far away in Nanshao had heard how much the emperor doted on the woman before them.

I heard that they were holding each other on the night of the throne seizure.

Hiring someone to kill her secretly and disrespecting her openly are two different things.

Naturally, no one would continue to urge her to drink if she didn't want to.

Several ministers from Yunjing who came with Wen Zhimiao watched her performance without saying anything. They just drank tea silently without drinking a drop of alcohol.

As a result, the people from Nan Shao could only drink tea.

It might be the healthiest banquet these people have ever had.

After eating and drinking, Wen Zhimiao was satisfied. She sat there lazily with her eyes slightly drooped.

After a while, he leaned against Shi Wanyue and muttered softly, "Sister, can we go now? I'm so sleepy."

Her voice was very soft, but Wen Ke could just hear it.

Shi Wanyue reached out and squeezed her hand: "Be good, wait a little longer."

Wen Zhimiao pouted unhappily.

Seeing this, Wen Ke was very polite and said a few polite words before ending the banquet.

He also personally led Wen Zhimiao and others to the guest rooms prepared in Prince Shun's mansion.

This time, Shi Wanyue couldn't find any reason to share a room with Wen Zhimiao, so she could only follow Wen Ke's arrangement and each of them had a room.

Wen Zhimiao went in and took a look at her room, then nodded with satisfaction: "It's fine, I like it, thank you, Sister Princess."

"As long as Your Highness likes it." Wen Ke replied with a smile.

Wen Zhimiao was a little taller than her. When she heard Wen Ke's words, she bent down slightly and tilted her head: "Sister Princess, do you not like Yuan Zhao?"

Wen Ke was confused again by Wen Zhimiao's sudden question.

She couldn't help but take a step back: "What do you mean, Your Highness? How could He Yue hate Your Highness?"

"Sister and Linglang all call me Miaomiao, but Princess Sister always calls me Your Highness. Is it because she doesn't like me?"

"Sister Jiuzhao also calls me Miaomiao." Wen Zhimiao snorted somewhat arrogantly.

"Forget it if you don't like me. I don't lack friends." Wen Zhimiao stood up with some pride, and then said to Wen Ke, "I want to take a shower."

Wen Ke was a little amused and helpless. She always hated such arrogant people, but she couldn't really feel disgusted by the unreasonable words that Wen Zhimiao said.

She didn't like people who were overly arrogant, but although Wen Zhimiao's arrogance was also condescending, Wen Ke couldn't hate her. Perhaps it was because her eyes were too clear.

Even though he still had doubts in his heart as to whether Wen Zhimiao was acting, it was undeniable that he did not feel disgusted.

Wen Zhimiao closed the door, looking like a spoiled little princess.

Shi Wanyue smiled at Wen Ke: "Your Highness has always been like this, but it is true that he wants to be close to the princess."

Wen Ke laughed dumbly and turned to face Shi Wanyue: "Master, do you know His Highness well?"

"Not really. It's just that I've been with His Highness for so many years, so I know a little about His Highness' preferences." Shi Wanyue's mouth curled up slightly.

“Princess, there is no need to be so polite. Just call me Wanyue.” Shi Wanyue said to her with a smile.

Wen Ke was not as reserved when facing Shi Wanyue as he was when facing Wen Zhimiao. He seemed much more relaxed.

"Okay, Sister Wanyue."

When Wen Zhimiao, who was eavesdropping with a teacup in the house, heard Wen Ke's call, his hands trembled.

The smile on Shi Wanyue's face froze and she began to feel embarrassed.

"Sister Wanyue is a little older than me, so what's wrong with calling you sister?" She was also smiling, but the feeling she gave was completely different from that of Wen Zhimiao.

"There's nothing wrong." Shi Wanyue twirled her fingertips awkwardly.

"Sister Wanyue, do you want to rest first?" Wen Ke asked with a smile.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Shi Wanyue nodded quickly: "Okay, thank you He Yue for leading the way."

Wen Ke was not too impressed by Wen Zhimiao's closeness, but he was quite enthusiastic towards Shi Wanyue.

Wen Zhimiao leaned against the door, listening to the footsteps of the two people gradually fading away, and snorted in dissatisfaction.

Then he became more and more unhappy the more he thought about it, and pouted softly.

Although he knew that Wen Ke couldn't possibly be unaware of Shi Wanyue given her excellence, he never thought that Wen Ke would rush to get close to Shi Wanyue.