Back and forth: I brought supplies to help the impoverished prince

"I don't know. I don't have any relatives here. I'm following Wen Jiu. We made an agreement that we'll always be together when we become rich and powerful." Qiao Shinian said indifferently, "Mainly, I want to eat, drink and have fun, and then, I haven't decided what to do here."

"Is the girl married? She looks quite old." The steward saw that Qiao Shinian spoke straightforwardly and did not beat around the bush. He was afraid that if he beat around the bush, this seemingly silly woman would not be able to understand.

Qiao Shinian shook his head: "The person I like is getting married, and I'm not the bride. Besides, I'm only 21, still young. I plan to get married at 30 and raise a baby at 35. Raising a baby is not easy, do you understand?"

After Qiao Shinian finished speaking, he felt something was wrong, and he lowered his head guiltily and glanced at the eunuch in charge: "I'm sorry, I was a little excited just now." I forgot that you don't have to give birth to a baby.

Chief Eunuch: ...

"My lord, I'm sorry. Was it wrong for me to talk like that? Should I be more respectful when speaking to you? I'm sorry, I'm new here and I have no experience." Qiao Shinian tried to make up for it by saying a few more words and quickly bowed to apologize.

The butler's mouth twitched slightly, and he continued, "You are the Thirteenth Prince's friend. How dare I ask you to apologize?"

"You say that, are you really angry?" Qiao Shinian looked at the eunuch in front of him with a guilty look on his face. He suddenly remembered that in TV dramas, he needed to give people money to build relationships. He felt around his body and took out a piece of silver the size of a fingernail.

"Come on, come on. You must be thirsty in this hot weather. Buy me some drinks. Ugh, no, buy me some tea." Qiao Shinian was about to cry. Why was he making more and more mistakes the more he spoke?

The butler looked at Qiao Shinian who was saying strange things, then looked at her anxious appearance of almost crying, and waved his hands repeatedly: "Miss, you are too polite."

"Please, accept it. If you don't, I'll be a little scared." Qiao Shinian pulled the steward's clothes to prevent him from retreating.

After the two of them argued for a while, the steward looked at Qiao Shinian, who looked like she had lost all hope in life, and asked tentatively, "Where is the girl from? The way she speaks and does things is very different from our Chu State."

"Hmm... I don't know. When Wen Jiu comes out later, I'll ask him where I'm from." Qiao Shinian had a sad face and thought to himself, "Let it be destroyed."

"Sister, let's go." Wen Jiu opened the door and looked at the steward in confusion, "Master steward, my sister used to live in the countryside. She was a rough woman who didn't know the rules. She was rude. I apologize to you on her behalf."

"How dare I? His Majesty the Thirteenth Prince's friends are of genuine character. I am very happy to see that." The steward quickly bent down and replied to Wen Jiu respectfully.

Wen Jiu pulled Qiao Shinian, looked at the steward, and said, "Then please ask the eunuch to find someone to take me to my residence."

After the young eunuch leader Wen Jiu walked away, the steward hurried in and saw Emperor Gao Wen sitting there in a daze.

"Your Majesty." The steward called in a low voice.

Emperor Gao Wen came back to his senses and looked at him: "What is the origin of that woman? Have you asked?"

"Your Majesty, I am incompetent. The girl's words and actions seemed a bit silly. I couldn't explain why. She was not respectful to His Majesty the Thirteenth Prince. She spoke like an older sister and a younger brother."

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"Wow~, you live in such a big place! It's really great! The bed is so soft, and there's even a cool mat!" After all the palace maids and eunuchs in the room left, Qiao Shinian immediately fell on the bed and rolled over twice.

"Wow! This plate is so beautiful. Is it porcelain specially supplied to the royal family? If I could bring two back, I would be rich. They are all cultural relics!"

"Wow, is this stool made of lacquer? Wen Jiu, you're rich!" Qiao Shinian held on to the vase in the room and refused to let go.

Wen Jiu smiled helplessly. He reached out and took the vase from Qiao Shinian's hand. "Sister, you haven't eaten for the whole morning. Aren't you hungry?"

"It's okay. I ate two big pancakes when I took the car to the palace this morning. Don't worry, I have experienced this kind of scene before. The speech at the opening ceremony lasted for several hours." Qiao Shinian touched Wen Jiu's head out of habit and found that Wen Jiu's hair was half tied up. He couldn't mess up his hairstyle.

"Sure enough, there are no ugly children in the world, only children who don't know how to dress up. You really have the temperament of a prince." Qiao Shinian touched her hair as she spoke. The high ponytail she had worn for several months was gone. Her hair had been styled, but she couldn't see it. Except for a slight pain in her scalp, everything was fine.

The days passed one by one amid Qiao Shinian's curiosity and exclamations.

She and Wen Jiu lived a very comfortable life every day.

The people in the harem seemed to have great kindness towards them, but certain looks at certain times made Qiao Shinian feel uneasy. She didn't believe that those people would be so nice to a prince who suddenly returned, but those people were very polite to Wen Jiu.

Ten days passed, and the two of them had seen the emperor only a handful of times. While other princes and princesses were reading, writing, riding and shooting arrows, Wen Jiu was being taken by the eunuchs to familiarize himself with the palace environment, the ministers, and everything a royal child should know.

Wen Jiu spent day after day in Qiao Shinian's drowsiness.

In the palace, the two of them ate and drank well every day and dressed nicely.

There was a nanny to teach Wen Jiu dining etiquette, there were guards following Wen Jiu to protect him, and the princes and princesses were all very warm to him when they saw him. The huge palace seemed to be full of human touch.

On the fifteenth day after returning to the palace, Emperor Gao Wen held a banquet for Wen Jiu. The obvious purpose was to announce to the world that his thirteenth prince had returned and he was very happy.

At the same time, he also pardoned some death row prisoners to show his happiness, and to show his respect and love for the prince who had finally returned, the son of his favorite concubine.

Watching Wen Jiu sitting aside practicing calligraphy, Qiao Shinian held his face and sat aside eating iced fruit: "I see your father is really good to you, and the people in the palace seem to be very nice to you too. Do you think you are getting the script of being the group's favorite?"

Wen Jiu didn't stop writing until he finished writing the last stroke. Then he turned his head to look at the person who was sitting awkwardly on the stool, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and barefoot. He sighed helplessly and stood up.

"Be careful, sister. What if someone comes?"

"Didn't you say that you should concentrate on practicing calligraphy during this period and I can't be disturbed? This is the time for me to be free, right?" Qiao Shinian took two steps to Wen Jiu, "Haha, good boy! You take care of me so well, it's worth my washing and cooking for you before."

"Didn't you say that there would be an exam at the beginning of the school year? How is your learning from the lead dancer from the Poetry and Music Bureau going?" Wen Jiu began to care about Qiao Shinian's studies like a teacher.

"No big deal, I just changed it a little bit, look!" As he said that, he moved the furnishings in the room, opened his arms and jumped up in front of Wen Jiu.

Looking at the smile on Qiao Shinian's face and her nimble figure dancing in front of him, he felt at this moment that Song Shunian, who wanted to marry another woman, was a blind man. He had never cherished such a dazzling pearl in front of him.

"If you stayed here forever, I would definitely find you the best man in the world to be your husband." Wen Jiu murmured to himself.

After the dance, Qiao Shinian threw himself decisively onto Wen Jiu's comfortable big bed, yawning: "I'll take a nap, you continue practicing calligraphy."