Quick Wear: The saints are too miserable, the host will never be soft-hearted

The city of Bianjing was under the feet of the emperor, and even the beggars hiding in the corners lived a very enjoyable life. As soon as these three people went out on the street, they attracted a lot of people's attention.

"Uncle, I've bought the candied haws!"

The voice clearly belonged to a carefree child. Lu Qian supported Lu Li as they walked, and she couldn't help but look up. Her jealous gaze froze on the child's chubby face for a moment, and then she stopped in her tracks, looking at the man holding the child in disbelief.

She wouldn't mistake this face!

"Let's go!" Guo Fuyue looked tiredly at Lu Qian who had stopped, looked forward along the direction she was looking, panic flashed in his eyes, and he quickly pulled her to the side.

"You don't want to live anymore and have forgotten what happened last time!"

Lu Qian's dazed head was awakened by Guo Fuyue's harsh scolding. She pursed her lips and looked unwillingly at the back of the man who had passed by. She would not admit her mistake, but how could it be possible?

How come her father, who used to be better looking than the uncles and aunts in the village, now appeared in Bian Jing? His aura was similar to those big shots whom she dared not offend, just like the princes and young masters described by storytellers.

"Qian'er! Mother is warning you, no matter what's in your mind, forget it all. Do you think these big shots are easy to get close to?"

"If you want to get close to someone, you have to have the capital. Take a good look at yourself. You have nothing but your youth. No one would be interested in a girl like you who is only a few years old."

Guo Fuyue spoke very quickly and harshly. After she finished scolding, she took Lu Qian's arm and softened her tone.

"Mother has been through the same time as you, and I won't harm you. This time when you come to Bianjing, remember what I said. If it works out, you will be no worse than the child in that man's arms. You will all be raised pampered."

"Mom, I understand." Lu Qian whispered, her mind still recalling the person she had passed by. Her mother didn't recognize her, so maybe she had really made a mistake.

A hint of satisfaction flashed across Guo Fuyue's eyes. These were the children she raised. Although there were only two triplets left now, fortunately, there were both boys and girls, which was considered auspicious.

It's also her fault. She always wanted to drag out the time and develop deeper relationships with more children.

They were in such a hurry on the way that they hadn't taken care of anything else. Once they arrived at Prince Yuan's residence and their identities were revealed, how could the legitimate second son of the legitimate second son of the Earl's Mansion even be comparable to them?!

Lu Yi held the child in his left arm and a candied haws in his right hand while eating while thinking about the three people he had just met. The corners of his mouth curled up. Going to Prince Yuan's Mansion at this time is not a good time to make a fortune.

After returning to the Marquis of Loyalty's Mansion, Lu Yi walked towards the smoking room and found the busy Liu Shuang and Wang Fen as expected. Lu Jian, who had gone to the Earl of Jingwen's Mansion to have a long talk, also came back. He took Kuan Ge'er with a smile and looked very proud.

"Mom, why don't you keep a few servants from the pawnshop?" Lu Yi sat down and casually unwrapped the pastries that were rejected by Earl Jingwen's Mansion.

Lu Jian pushed another bag of cakes and whispered, "This is expensive. I carefully protected it. Your uncle didn't even kick the corner."

"The older you get, the more out of touch you become." Liu Shuang glared at him.

Thinking of Lu Yi's question, he slowed down his cutting and said with a smile, "I'm used to cooking by myself. But the mansion is so big, there must be servants. After we live here for a few days and get used to it, we can make a good choice."

Wang Fen's face also lost some of its sadness. She glanced at the teased Kuan Ge'er with a smile and said, "Yes, mother is right."

Lu Yi threw a piece of pea yellow into his mouth, knowing that they didn't want to waste money on servants, so they had to buy good ones. The people sent by the palace would be coming soon, so he just let them do what they wanted.

There were three dishes and a soup on the table, all smelling delicious. Lu Yi had just picked up a piece of braised pork trotter with his chopsticks when he learned that the imperial preceptor in the palace had sent someone to invite him to the palace to play chess in the afternoon.

After everyone left, Lu Yi chewed the collagen and looked up to meet three pairs of curious and surprised eyes.

Without waiting for anyone to ask what was going on, Lu Yi stuffed a few more chopsticks into his mouth, then wiped his mouth, stood up and walked out.

After entering the palace, the Imperial Master raised his unapproachable face and motioned Lu Yi to sit down opposite the chessboard. He also asked the palace servants to bring over two plates of cakes.

The palace was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Lu Yi was used to the cold temperament of the imperial teacher. He ate cakes while placing pieces on the chessboard.

This was not the first time that the Imperial Master invited her to the palace to play chess. Previously, she was invited to get on the carriage while carrying a basket of vegetables. The first time, he was just testing the waters by playing chess. Every time he played, the Imperial Master lost. Now, he invites her every few days.

Time passed silently, and suddenly a loud voice broke in, causing the Imperial Master's slightly frowned brows to tighten even more.

"National Master, let me tell you..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and the emperor's rushing steps stopped. "Ahem, the Marquis of Loyalty is here too."

The emperor sat down with dignity, pretending to watch them play chess. When the game was over, the emperor couldn't wait to speak, "Grand Master, do you still remember my son, Prince Yuan?"

He looked at Lu Yi on the other side of the chessboard and explained to him, "The master of those black-clad men who are chasing me and plotting rebellion in the enclosure is none other than Prince Yuan!"

Lu Yi nodded slightly and placed a move in the new game.

The Imperial Master looked at the chessboard and spoke absentmindedly, "Hasn't he been imprisoned in your mansion? So, have you made up your mind to kill him?"

The emperor touched his nose, then remembered his purpose and said seriously, "The guards guarding Prince Yuan's mansion reported that a woman was kneeling in the mansion crying, accompanied by two children, who kept claiming to be Prince Yuan's biological children."