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

At the end of June, amidst the red festive atmosphere, at Wen Wenshan’s wedding, hundreds of people witnessed the newlyweds worshipping heaven and earth.

Qiao Shinian naturally followed Wen Jiu to the wedding.

Mu Qingchen and Wen Jiu sat in prominent positions, while Qiao Shinian stood behind Wen Jiu, never leaving his side.

Many people had complaints about this, but they dared not speak out of consideration for Mu Qingchen's face.

Mu Qingchen looked at Qiao Shinian, who was standing behind Wen Jiu and pouting slightly to show that it was too hot, and asked with a smile, "Sit down?"

Qiao Shinian shook his head: "I am not allowed to eat at the table."

"Then go down with Qingyu and have dinner before coming back. I'll have someone look for you if anything happens." Mu Qingchen said softly, "Follow Qingyu, and no one will be so blind as to provoke you."

Qiao Shinian nodded.

After Qingyu led Qiao Shinian down, Wen Jiu looked at the table full of smiling people and did not consciously say hello to anyone.

He was invited by Mu Qingchen, but that didn't mean he would be liked. The fact that he was not ridiculed was out of consideration for Mu Qingchen's sake.

"She saw you the day before yesterday. What did she say to you?" Wen Jiu asked in a low voice.

Mu Qingchen concentrated on picking up the food, watching Wen Jiu with his peripheral vision, and said with some joy and teasing in his tone: "I won't tell you."

Wen Jiu paused for a moment. He didn't expect this person to say something so witty.

"Okay." Wen Jiu shrugged and started eating like whirlwind.

The people at the table were trying their best to endure the dissatisfaction of Wen Jiu and his table. Seeing this, someone no longer cared about Mu Qingchen's presence and started to sneer: "You have no manners at all! It's really disgusting."

"Then don't eat it." Wen Jiu swallowed what was in his mouth, not caring at all.

The man choked and didn't speak for a long time.

When the people around him saw this, they were about to say something when they heard the sound of dishes and chopsticks from Mu Qingchen's side, so they shut up.

Because it was just the Marquis' wedding banquet, the people in the royal family who were on good terms with Wen Wenshan sent their butlers to deliver gifts and then left, so the only royal family member present at this time was Mu Qingchen.

Everyone knew that Mu Qingchen and Wen Wenshan were close friends, so they were not surprised to see him here. They just admired Mu Qingchen's friendship with Wen Wenshan.

It was the first time that Qiao Shinian saw the ancient people’s kitchen. It was very crowded, with more than a dozen people huddled together, holding bowls and eating voraciously.

She pulled Qingyu's sleeve uncertainly and asked, "Where are we going to get food?"

Qingyu looked at Qiao Shinian in confusion. Seeing that she was almost sticking to him, he couldn't help but move his body to distance himself from Qiao Shinian, but Qiao Shinian's other hand was pulling the clothes on his back.

He felt helpless because he had never taken care of a girl.

After being stiff for a while, he pointed to a man who looked like a manager not far away and said, "Let's go find him."

"Oh, okay. Big brother, please lead the way." Qiao Shinian leaned forward to look and nodded.

Qingyu wanted to shake off Qiao Shinian, but she didn't pinch the clothes on the back. Instead, she pinched the corner of his clothes at the elbow to signal him to move forward.

After finally getting the lunch from the steward, Qiao Shinian stared at Qingyu and asked embarrassedly, "Is this food safe?"

To be honest, she felt unsafe anywhere without Wen Jiu.

Just now when she followed Qingyu to the kitchen, she felt a lot of gazes. She looked back secretly and saw that they were all young men in well-dressed clothes.

Such a look reminded her of the kidnapping case that seemed to have happened a long time ago. She felt uncomfortable, uneasy, and even nauseous.

Qingyu couldn't help but laugh when he saw Qiao Shinian's overly timid appearance. He had never seen anyone who was so timid and yet felt justified in doing so.

He took Qiao Shinian to sit in a place with few people, took out a silver needle and stirred it in her bowl: "Look, it hasn't changed color, no one will come to poison you."

"This testing method is wrong. The silver needle changes color because your poison technology is immature and cannot be purified. Therefore, silver and sulfide produce a chemical reaction, and the silver needle changes color." After Qingyu's operation, Qiao Shinian's strong sense of uneasiness that had arisen before subsided, and he felt that he really had paranoia.

So I used some popular science to dispel the embarrassment and the remaining delusion of persecution.

Qingyu heard about purification, sulfide and chemical reaction for the first time, and frowned: "Let's eat."

"Yeah." Qiao Shinian responded, but added worriedly: "If someone spills soup or water on my clothes while we're eating, we'll ignore it. If it spills on your clothes, you must take me back and change clothes.

If someone says that the wise king has something urgent to discuss with you, you must take me with you! You can't leave me here alone!

If you or I get sick, take me to someone I can trust before we part ways."

Qingyu almost rolled her eyes. Why is this maid talking so much nonsense? It's just a meal! Is it necessary to make so much fuss?

Really annoying!

Women are the most troublesome!

Many people seemed to know Qingyu, but they didn't dare to come forward to share the table with Qingyu and the others, so they all squeezed together.

Because of Qingyu, the steward specially brought some side dishes to their table and told him to eat with a smile.

Just when the two were about to finish their meal, a maid came with a plate of leftovers and hurriedly looked for a place to eat. Halfway through, she accidentally spilled the soup on Qiao Shinian's arm.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Are you okay? What should I do?" The maid didn't seem to be of very high status. The clothes she wore were those of an inferior person. Judging from her clothes, she should be a maid in the marquis's mansion.

Qiao Shinian shook his sleeves and said to the person who was eager to apologize with a smile: "It's okay! Don't worry about it, just go."

"If you don't mind, I'll take you to change my clothes. I'm really sorry." The maid said as she put down the food in her hand and wanted to take Qiao Shinian out to change clothes.

Qiao Shinian smiled awkwardly at the maid, and when he turned to look at Qingyu, his expression was already very bad: "Can you ask her to stay away from me? I don't want to change clothes with her!"

The steward came over and looked at the scene, and said in a cold voice: "You are so rash and have offended this gentleman. Can you afford it? Get out of here!"

Qingyu looked at the soup dripping from Qiao Shinian's sleeves, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly: "You can't go out like this, it will damage your master's dignity."

"Miss, it was our servant who offended you. I will go get you a new dress. Please wait in the guest room." The steward smiled apologetically and looked at Qingyu: "Sir, I am really sorry. If this lady is afraid, why don't you just guard the door."

Qiao Shinian shook his head firmly: "No! I won't go!"

Qingyu wanted to say something, but Qiao Shinian looked at him seriously, "Let's go to a deserted place. Just have them prepare a bucket of water for me."

In the corner of the yard, Qingyu blushed and turned her head away to water Qiao Shinian's sleeves which were stained with soup.

Qiao Shinian held up his clothes, bent down slightly and rubbed his sleeves.

"Okay, please come back and help me wring out the water on my clothes. It's so hot now, my gauze dress will dry in a while." Qiao Shinian said indifferently, but her exposed arms made Qingyu dare not look at her directly.

An accident was resolved by Qiao Shinian in an extraordinary way, which made Qingyu have some new views on Qiao Shinian.