Playing bad and eating melons: The whole court is laughing? No, no

The man in black told the young leader of the "Blood Demon Pavilion" that Jiang Yueyang could control their bodies.

However, after hearing such incredible words, the Young Pavilion Master did not have any special reaction.

The man in black glanced at the man in front of him and said tremblingly, "Young Pavilion Master, she...she already knows the address here, and...she also asked her subordinates to bring a message to you."

The Young Pavilion Master remained silent.

"She...she said the assassination attempt on her could stop here, otherwise she would definitely make the Blood Demon Pavilion cease to exist."

When Jiang Yueyang said this, she was shocked. She was talking so arrogantly now!

"Ha~" the man sneered, "No longer exists?"

The man in black shuddered involuntarily when he heard the sinister tone.

"Young...Young Pavilion Master, do you still want to send people to assassinate me?"

The man looked at him with dark eyes, "From now on, I will be personally responsible for this person. You will receive fifty lashes."

"Thank you, Young Pavilion Master, for not killing me."

Shortly after the man in black left, someone brought the man a scroll and a booklet.

The man first opened the booklet and took a look, reciting in his mind: Jiang Yueyang, daughter of the Minister of Revenue, fifteen years old, from Daxia... a fifth-rank editor, with three bodyguards.

She is actually a female official.

The man put down the booklet, then picked up the scroll beside him and unfolded it. Jiang Yueyang's face appeared on the paper.

I saw a glint in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

***

"Retreat!"

Emperor Yuan left the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and all civil and military officials also left the hall in an orderly manner.

Jiang Yueyang and the others who were at the back of the queue were very conscious in letting the big guys in front go first.

King Huan glared at her secretly when he passed by her, and was then called away by a eunuch.

Jiang Yueyang, who had his head down, didn't notice any of this.

"Jiang Yueyang."

Jiang Yueyang looked up when she heard the voice. It was the Third Prince and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

"Jiang Yueyang, my brother and I are going out of the palace later, you follow us."

"I still have to go back to Wenyuan Pavilion to work. Your Highness, why don't you find someone else?" Jiang Yueyang politely refused.

She had already promised to take her aunt out to find a man. If she broke her promise, her aunt would definitely not let her go.

Early this morning, Song Xihe ran to Lanyue Pavilion as soon as she got up and asked her why she knocked her out last night.

Jiang Yueyang tried to deceive her with several excuses but failed, so he had no choice but to agree to her ridiculous request.

The Third Prince Yuan Qi mercilessly exposed the truth, saying, "Jiang Yueyang, don't you think twice before you lie to me? Lord Kong, considering you were injured, didn't even assign you any work."

Jiang Yueyang: "..."

"It's settled. See you at the palace gate in half an hour." The third prince made the final decision.

Seeing that they were about to leave after finishing their conversation, Jiang Yueyang quickly grabbed the Crown Prince's sleeve, looked at him hopefully and said, "Your Highness, I have an appointment with someone, so it's really not convenient for me."

The prince lowered his eyes to look at the delicate jade fingers on her sleeves, then looked at her pitiful appearance, and whispered with his thin lips: "In that case, then..."

"Then let's go together." The third prince interrupted the prince.

[Ahhh, the Third Prince is so annoying! Little Melon, do you have any jokes about him? I want to threaten him with them.]

Hearing this, the officials who had not yet left the hall slowed down their pace at the same time.

The Third Prince's expression changed, and he quickly changed his tone, "Forget it. Seeing that you are so reluctant, you don't need to follow me."

After saying this, without waiting for Jiang Yueyang to react, he pulled the prince and quickly walked out of the hall.

Jiang Yueyang: ???

The system asked: [Host, are you still listening to the Third Prince's gossip?]

[Next time, I don’t have time now.]

Lu Yunting silently watched her trot out of the hall, as if she was afraid that someone would look for her again.

On the other side, His Royal Highness Prince Huan stood in Emperor Yuan's study, looking a little awkward.

Emperor Yuan asked coldly, "Where do you place the dignity of the royal family?"

"My son, I know my mistake."

"If you like a girl, just pursue her openly. Is your status as a prince embarrassing?"

King Huan explained, "She hates the powerful."

"Hating the rich and powerful doesn't mean I hate you!" Emperor Yuan said, a little disappointed. "Do you want me to issue an imperial decree to grant you the marriage?"

King Huan shook his head and said, "I will get to know her again as the Prince of Daxia."

Yuan waved his hand to signal him to go about his business.

"My son, please retire."

***

Wenyuan Pavilion.

Jiang Yueyang put the leave application in her hand in front of Kong Jijiu. This time the reason was very legitimate.

Because the day after tomorrow she will have her coming-of-age ceremony.

Tomorrow is the ten-day holiday in the Great Xia Dynasty, so she needs to take two more days off.

This time, Kong Jijiu didn't say anything and approved it directly.

Jiang Yueyang took the note asking for leave and said happily, "If Master Kong is free that day, you can come and watch the ceremony."

Kong Jijiu simply responded.

Afterwards, Jiang Yueyang bowed and withdrew, and politely invited colleagues from Wenyuan Pavilion to watch the ceremony.

Everyone agreed politely, but whether they would go or not was not certain, after all, there was the risk of being eaten by the onlookers.

Jiang Yueyang didn't care what they thought and left the palace with her hands behind her back.

Half an hour later, Jiang Yueyang and Song Xihe, dressed in men's clothes, stood at the door of Juxian Building.

"Aunt, didn't you say you were going to find a man?"

Juxianlou is a restaurant. Most of the people who come here to eat are talented men and beautiful women and officials of Daxia.

There are two rankings here, namely poetry and policy essays.

Anyone who can top one of the lists for a month in a row will receive calligraphy from His Majesty, Confucius, or the Grand Tutor.

Juxian Building was funded by the royal family, not for making money, but only for discovering more talents.

Moreover, women can also be on the list.

Song Xihe said as a matter of course: "Yes, if you don't come here to find a man, where else can you find one?"

Jiang Yueyang covered her face, thinking that her thoughts were impure.

She thought that when her aunt talked about finding a man, she meant going to that kind of place to find a man.

When Song Xihe saw her like that, he instantly understood something.

"Okay, I was wondering why you were so excited along the way. So you wanted to go to that kind of place!"

"I didn't!" Jiang Yueyang denied loudly, "I thought you wanted to go."

"Do I look like someone who would go to that kind of place?"

Jiang Yueyang raised her eyelids and glanced at her, muttering softly, "Who told you to say you were looking for a man?"

"What did you say?"

"Auntie, let's go in quickly, otherwise all the good men will be picked up."

Jiang Yueyang pulled Song Xihe into the Juxian Building without saying a word. There were many people standing in the lobby at that time.

"Aunt, have you booked a private room?"

Qingming and Guyu led the way one after the other to prevent any men from bumping into them.

"It's done, it's done."

Led by the waiter of Juxian Building, the two came to the outside of private room number nine on the second floor.

There were quite a few people standing in the corridor outside the private room, including a few girls, but they all came with their brothers or fathers.

Jiang Yueyang saw two familiar faces, Wen Shuyan and Gu Ruo, and between them stood a girl wearing a veil.

No matter how you look at it, that girl looks like Her Royal Highness the Princess.