The daily life of the little princess of the royal group

The lively court meeting of the five nations ended, but fortunately they left one after another.

Within a month, Mingyue had to say goodbye to many people. At first, she didn't feel anything, until she saw off the last wave of people and watched Bol and his carriage slowly drive out of the city gate. Then she felt bitter in her heart and the withdrawal reaction suddenly came.

From that day on, Mingyue stayed in the house all the time, not wanting to do anything, and often stared out the window in a daze.

Bol and his friends have returned to their country, and I don’t know when we will meet again; the young ladies of Persia are all good at singing and dancing, and when they surround him, he is as happy as a god, just like a tyrant; although the Goryeo and Dongyi are mean, there are also one or two who speak nicely.

At that time, I was busy every day taking them to see the world, letting them eat authentic Da Zhou cuisine; taking them to play at my own Moonlit Golden Summit; taking them to the Salesian Home, so that the little friends in the Salesian Home could also see foreigners and broaden their horizons.

"Miss, you have been staying in the palace for several days. Why don't you go out for a walk?" As Taotao is always by Mingyue's side, she can naturally notice the recent changes in her young lady's mood. She is always listless and has no interest in doing anything. What should she do?

I was just feeling distressed when the next moment I was shocked by Zhizhi's loud voice.

"Miss! Miss! Miss!" Zhizhi ran in from outside shouting.

Taotao rubbed her ears and said, "Oh my God, this girl has to use so much energy to speak!"

Mingyue also covered her ears with her hands, frowning slightly, "Zhizhi, I've told you so many times, don't scare me."

Zhizhi quickly stepped forward to apologize, whispering, "Miss, what is this?"

She pointed to her chest, which was bulging, and carefully took them out one by one.

"This was sent by General Yang on behalf of Miss Jiaqi."

"This is from General Zheng for your little change."

"This is what Ning An Hou gave me. He also gave me two golden melon seeds! These are all for the young lady!"

"This is Master Wen. He said you must open it yourself."

"This was sent by Prime Minister Liu through Xiao Mazi."

"And this, the last one, is a letter left by the Persian Saint. It's said to be for you."

Mingyue stared at Zhizhi in a daze. As if by magic, she placed notes and letters on the table. It was difficult for her to remember so many people's names.

She picked up the letter from the Persian saint, stroked it gently, and then placed it in front of her. She stuffed the two golden melon seeds on the table back into Zhizhi's hand. "Is your lady such a greedy person? Take what's given to you."

Zhizhi still smiled and pushed it to Mingyue, "Then please keep it for me, young lady. This is my coffin money. Even if I can't save up enough for your golden coffin, at least I can line my coffin with a layer of soft silk floss in the future."

Before, Zhizhi watched Mingyue saving money bit by bit like a little mouse, saying that he was saving enough for a coffin.

I also learned to save money, but I didn't expect that the more I saved, the less I had. I either spent money at a pastry shop today, or treated people at a stir-fry restaurant tomorrow.

In the end, he gave the bulk of the money to the young lady and went to collect pocket money from Aunt Yunying every day. In this way, he actually saved quite a bit of money.

"You're just wishful thinking." Mingyue tapped her nose. She was just joking about the coffin and the coffin. Only this girl was honest.

"Okay, let me see what these people wrote to me."

Mingyue picked up the most recent post, which was written by Yang Jiaqi. Oh, sometimes you really have to admit that some people are born with the ability to write beautifully.

In the post, she invited Mingyue to attend her seventh birthday.

"Wow, I almost forgot! Little Jiaqi's birthday is November 29th! Gifts! Gifts!"

Seeing her panicking and wanting to go to her own storeroom, Tao Tao hurriedly stopped her and said, "Miss, didn't you prepare Miss Jiaqi's gift half a year ago?"

"Oh, yes, I've been busy lately and I forgot about it."

Yunying couldn't help laughing and said, "Even if you're not prepared, why panic? It's only October 20th, and there's still more than a month to go."

Mingyue nodded and looked at the next letter. It was more like a small package than a letter.

"Aaaaaaaah! I'm making money!! My illustrations are going viral!"

"Look, these are all banknotes! So many!!"

It turned out that in addition to a thin piece of letter paper, there was a thick stack of banknotes, finished books, and sales details.

"Miss, you are so awesome!" Taotao applauded.

"Miss, you can earn so much by relying on your own skills and not cheating!" Zhizhi was also very excited.

The next moment, a freshly baked chestnut appeared on Zhizhi's head, "Ah, Miss, look, Taotao hit me again!"

Mingyue pouted, "You deserve a beating! You actually said I was cheating and deceiving people?"

Zhizhi: "No, no, Miss, I said the wrong thing!"

Mingyue: “Hmph”

The next moment, a familiar voice echoed in her heart, "That's right. The young lady is either stealing the emperor's gold, silver, and jewelry, or cheating the little prince of his pocket money..."

[Poor little prince can't even afford to eat Master Bao's cakes now, and I have to pay for their support.]

Mingyue could only pretend not to know, but she also felt a little guilty. (Fingers jpg.)

"By the way, this little money really makes me proud!"

"I love it! I'll ask her to write one of the four great classics!"

"Hahaha! I'm such a genius!"

Yunying, Taotao and Zhizhi just watched their young lady go crazy with expressionless faces.

She smiled until her face froze, then returned to reality from her fantasy. She rubbed her sore cheeks and said, "Oh, is this the pain of happiness?"

"Let me see what the letter from Ning'an Marquis Mansion says?"

As soon as I opened it, three pieces of paper fell out, one of which looked black and dirty.

Mingyue picked it up with two fingers. There was a crooked inscription on it: "Sister Mingyue, I am your second brother Xu! When will you come out again and challenge the spicy hot pot together?" Xu Shu.

Mingyue still stumbled after reading the letter. It was covered with scribblings and big black eggs... Why wasn't his name Xu Mo?

Is this what it felt like when you were in school and your teacher was marking your homework and saw those sloppy papers? You would hold your forehead and smile bitterly.

Picking up another one, Mingyue looked at it several times. Zhizhi thought it was just another piece of paper covered with black eggs. "Miss, is there anything you don't understand? Let us servants help you with this."

Mingyue shook her head in an enigmatic manner. "Tell me, Uncle Ning'an Hou, did you mix up your two sons?"

"Brother Xu Shu, whose name is Shu, is actually an unruly person. Half of this letter is filled with typos..."

"Brother Xu Mo, your handwriting is so beautiful. Can you guys see if it's the same as the printed one?"

Several people came forward and compared them one by one. Even if there were two identical characters, they were written exactly the same!

After praising her, she opened Xu Yan's letter and said, "Sister Mingyue, my mother recently mentioned that she wants to arrange a marriage for you. Are you willing to make a marriage contract with me?"