The princess has super powers and space, so what's wrong with being a little arrogant?

The two arrived at a restaurant called Qianlixiang. It was dinner time and the restaurant was full of diners.

The waiter came up to greet us warmly, "Ladies and gentlemen, the private rooms are full. Can we go to the lobby?"

Mu Xiyue didn't care whether it was a private room or the lobby, "Then let's go to the lobby!"

"Okay, please!" The waiter led the two to a table against the wall. "You two can go this way. It's a little quieter here."

Mu Xiyue nodded. "Bring two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes. I want your signature dishes. Do you have any lighter wine?"

In her previous life, she had a good alcohol tolerance, but she had never tried to see how much this body could tolerate alcohol. After all, it was not easy to save some money in the countryside, and she and Xiaotao only drank a small bowl occasionally.

The waiter said, "We have a kind of fruit wine in our store that is very suitable for young ladies to drink. It is slightly sweet and has a rich fruity aroma."

"Okay, let's try a pot first."

I have never heard of fruit wine in Yun'an County, and I don't know what kind of fruit the fruit wine here is made from.

The food and wine were served quickly. Xiao Tao took the wine pot and poured a glass for each of them. There was indeed a fruity aroma coming from it.

Mu Xiyue asked the waiter, "What kind of fruit is this wine made from?"

The waiter smiled and said, "Miss, this is plum wine. I heard that if women often drink plum wine, it can beautify and nourish their skin. I don't know if they take it seriously, but the ladies who have tasted this wine all say it is good."

Mu Xiyue picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The wine was light, slightly sweet with a hint of sourness, a bit like a modern cocktail, very good.

After taking a few sips, Xiao Tao smiled and said, "Miss, this plum wine is really delicious. I don't know how it was brewed."

Mu Xiyue filled her glass. "Why do you care how it's brewed? The one thousand taels of silver are for your pocket money. Don't be stingy with it. If you like it, we can buy some to take back home. Are you thinking of brewing it yourself? Anyway, I have never brewed wine before."

There were four young men at the next table, and the conversation between Mu Xiyue and the other person was silent, so it naturally reached the ears of the people at the next table.

Just looking at the clothes that Mu Xiyue and Xiaotao were wearing, they were made of similar materials. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to tell that they were master and servant. However, Xiaotao called Mu Xiyue Miss just now, so the people at the next table knew that they were master and servant.

Women rarely ate in the main hall, and Mu Xiyue's words, "The thousand taels of silver are for your pocket money, don't be stingy," made the four young men at the next table look at her. Whose family was this young lady from? How could she be so generous to a maid, giving her a thousand taels as pocket money?

Mu Xiyue was slender, with willow-shaped eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, and rosy cheeks. Her eyebrows were like crescent moons, and her lips were rosy red, like cherry blossoms in full bloom, making her look like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world. After more than a month in Shangjing, her skin had become brighter than before. In addition, her eating habits were not as gentle as those of the noble ladies in the capital. At first glance, she gave people a heroic and beautiful appearance.

These four young masters were all children of officials and knew almost all the noble ladies in the capital, but Mu Xiyue was someone they had never seen before. Could she be the daughter of a wealthy businessman?

One of the young men, dressed in a moon-white robe, stood up and walked in front of Mu Xiyue. He clasped his hands together and bowed to her, saying softly, "Which mansion is this young lady from? I have never seen a young lady in Shangjing before. May I know her name?"

Mu Xiyue was speechless. Wasn't it said that people in ancient times were more reserved? And now he was asking what the name meant right away?

"Uncle, isn't it a bit rude to strike up a conversation like this when we just met by chance?"

It was disgusting for Mu Xiyue to call him uncle. In fact, this young man looked only about sixteen or seventeen years old.

As soon as Mu Xiyue finished speaking, Xiaotao burst out laughing. It was too mean for the young lady to call her "uncle".

The other three people at the table were laughing exaggeratedly. One of them even pointed at the young man in the moon-white robe and said, "Azhi, how come you've grown so much in age? Hahahaha!"

The young man called Ah Zhi was somewhat irritated and said to Mu Xiyue in dissatisfaction, "How can you be so mean-spirited? I'm only sixteen years old, how can I look like an uncle?"

Mu Xiyue ate her food by herself, only slightly pulling the corner of her lip, glancing at the young man still standing at the table, and said nonchalantly: "Really? That's my poor eyesight. I thought the young master was thirty-six!"

The three people at the table over there burst into laughter. The one who had just teased Ah Zhi said to Mu Xiyue, "Miss, you are amazing. The person in front of you is Chi Yanzhi, the third son of the Left Prime Minister's Mansion, and you are the first one to make him lose face."

Seeing that these four people had no ill intentions, Mu Xiyue guessed that they were just dandy young men. She put down her chopsticks and raised her eyebrows. "So it's Mr. Chi San. Sorry, I was just joking. Mr. Chi San wouldn't be so stingy, would he?"

Chi Yanzhi snorted proudly and returned to his table to sit down. The three people over there burst into laughter again.

Mu Xiyue waved to the waiter, who trotted over to her table and asked, "Miss, is there anything else you need?"

Mu Xiyue pointed at Chi Yanzhi's table and said, "Send a pot of your best wine to the young master at that table. Put it on my bill."

The waiter responded with a smile and went to get the wine. The four people at the table all looked at Mu Xiyue again. Mu Xiyue curled her lips slightly and said, "I just made a joke with Mr. Chi San. The wine is my apology. Please forgive me!"

The waiter quickly brought the wine. The young man sitting opposite Chi Yanzhi stood up and introduced himself to Mu Xiyue, "Young lady, my name is Hong Baowen, the fourth son of the Shangfu of the Ministry of Rites. This is Yu Qianchang, the grandson of Grand Tutor Yu. This is Shao Jie, the third son of the Chang'an Marquisate. Thank you for the wine, young lady."

As expected, they were all children of officials. Mu Xiyue smiled and nodded at them, introducing herself. "Mu Xiyue, the eldest daughter of Marquis Anyuan. I'm sorry for what happened earlier."

Hong Baowen picked up the wine cup and raised it towards Mu Xiyue. "No problem, no problem. Thank you for the wine, Miss Mu."

Chi Yanzhi also held up the wine cup and said to Mu Xiyue, "I'm not a stingy person. Today we can be considered to have gotten to know each other."

Shao Jie was very surprised and said, "So you are Miss Mu who was brought back from the countryside by the Anyuan Marquisate. You don't look like her!"

This piqued Mu Xiyue's interest. "Has Young Master Shao heard of me? Is it because I don't look like a Miss Mu, or am I not like the Miss Mu that others talk about?"

Shao Jie hurriedly explained, "No, Miss Mu, please don't misunderstand. It was your second Miss Mu who mentioned you when she came to our Shao Mansion to look for my eldest sister. I just happened to hear it."

Mu Xiyue understood that Mu Xiyu would never say anything good about her. "So, is Mu Xiyu saying that I'm a country bumpkin who knows nothing? Maybe she'll even say that I bullied her in the mansion. In short, she won't say anything good."

Shao Jie smiled awkwardly, then suddenly his expression changed and he lowered his voice and said, "Miss Mu, you'd better find an excuse not to go to the Qinyang County Princess's flower viewing banquet in a couple of days."

Mu Xiyue was stunned for a moment, then she immediately realized what was going on. When Mu Xiyu insisted that she attend the event that day, she knew that she had no good intentions. It seemed that Mu Xiyu had asked for external help.

"Mr. Shao has a plan, and I have my own."