After rebirth, the abstinent prince wants to marry me every day

"The royal concubine!"

"It's the princess!"

As Zhu Qing'an and Zhu Baiwei stepped out of the Cining Palace, they saw the imperial concubine coming towards them.

"Please come in, Your Majesty!" Zhu Qing'an took Zhu Baiwei and took a step back, while Zhu Baiwei stood silently behind her elder sister.

The imperial concubine glanced at Zhu Baiwei and said, "I have to pay my respects to the Empress Dowager, so I won't chat with the princess any more!"

As a gust of fragrant wind passed by, the imperial concubine had already entered the Cining Palace. Zhu Qing'an looked at the imperial concubine's slender waist and frowned slightly.

Shortly after the two left the palace, Shen's mother woke up in the Cining Palace. Palace Master Guan personally led the palace servants to send Shen's mother back to the Shen Mansion.

After returning home, Mrs. Shen was restless and wrote a letter directly to her son who was far away in Chongzhou.

When night fell, Chuan Gu was waiting early at the back door of Wen'an Marquis's mansion. When Zhu Qing'an came out of the back door with Fu Guang, he saw not only Chuan Gu, but also the unremarkable carriage behind Chuan Gu.

Chuan Gu bowed and said, "Greetings to the princess. The prince has sent his subordinates to pick her up!"

"Thank you!" Zhu Qing'an nodded and stepped onto the carriage on a low stool.

The moment the curtain was lifted, Zhu Qing'an was a little stunned. It looked like an ordinary, even shabby carriage, but there was a different world inside.

The carriage was covered with silk all around. It had not only a food table and a long couch, but also a lot of cakes, tea, melons and fruits. It was no less luxurious than the carriage Zhu Qing'an usually rode.

"Princess, it seems that you like these foods!" Fu Guang took a look and knelt beside her.

Zhu Qing'an looked around and it seemed to be true. The fruits were his favorite grapes and oranges, the cakes were his favorite Ruyi cakes, and even the books on the couch were the ones he loved to read.

If it was just a little bit, it could be said to be a coincidence, but so many of them make people suspicious.

It can be said that in this world, apart from the people who serve him and his aunt, no one else can understand his preferences like this. So how did Bian Jingsheng know it?

With deep confusion, Zhu Qing'an entered the Prince of Loyalty's Palace.

However, he never expected that Bian Jingsheng was not at home.

"Princess, please don't blame me. The prince has been preparing to return to the mansion since the evening. Unfortunately, something happened in the army, and the prince cannot come back for the time being. He specially asked his subordinates to inform you! Princess, why don't you go back to the mansion first!" Chuan Bai smiled and secretly cursed those troublemakers in his heart. Why didn't they choose this time to cause trouble?

He hurried here to check on Bian Jingsheng's health, but was told that Bian Jingsheng was not there. Zhu Qingan felt a little unhappy for a moment.

Just as Zhu Qing'an was about to get up and leave, he heard Chuan Bai muttering, "Your Highness is the same. He doesn't take care of his body at all. He's still injured. In order to dispel His Majesty's suspicion, he even went to the military camp to practice martial arts during the day. Now I'm afraid he didn't even have lunch!"

Chuan Bai's words suddenly calmed Zhu Qing'an's originally unhappy heart.

After all, she had been pampered for many years. Even though she had experienced misfortunes in her previous life, she had developed her old personality again after being reborn.

But, Bian Jingsheng is her father's savior. Not to mention supervising him changing the dressings, she would even be willing to work like a slave for him.

After hearing Chuan Bai's words again, Zhu Qing'an couldn't help but feel a little worried. No wonder Doctor Shen asked him to supervise Bian Jingsheng in changing the dressing. With Bian Jingsheng's method, even the strongest body would be in trouble.

"It's nothing else, I'll just wait here!" said Zhu Qing'an.

When Chuan Bai heard this, his eyes lit up and he hurriedly said, "Your Highness is a man of his word. I'll send someone to let them know that the princess is still waiting at the mansion. Your Highness will definitely return home soon!"

Zhu Qing'an nodded. This was a good idea, so that Bian Jingsheng wouldn't have to be busy until late at night before returning.

Although Zhu Qing'an was waiting in the Prince of Loyalty's Mansion, he did not feel bored. Chuan Bai not only sent people to bring up a lot of food to pass the time, but also brought a lot of books that his daughter liked to read.

Zhu Qing'an was waiting in the main hall of Bian Jingsheng's courtyard. Seeing that the people coming and going were all servants and guards, he couldn't help but feel curious, "Why don't I see any maids serving?"

She had noticed since she entered the Zhongyi Prince's Mansion that there were very few maids, mostly servants and lackeys. But weren't there usually groups of maids in ordinary mansions? Even in the Wen'an Marquis's Mansion, the maids were in groups of two or three, each doing their own job.

"The prince is a man of integrity and doesn't like maids to serve him in the courtyard, so he is surrounded by servants! There are no other maids in the mansion except for some necessary maids!" Chuan Bai explained, and in the process won the favor of his own prince.

Seeing the approval in Zhu Qing'an's eyes, Chuan Bai immediately continued, "This time, thanks to you, Princess. We, your subordinates, are all men and can't persuade the prince on weekdays. If it weren't for you, Princess, I'm afraid the prince would often forget to change the medicine in the future!"

"I should be the one thanking the prince!" Zhu Qing'an said hurriedly. He suddenly felt that he should supervise Bian Jingsheng, and he also felt that it was rare for Bian Jingsheng to keep himself clean.

After waiting for two cups of tea, Bian Jingsheng hurried back home under the moonlight.

He was dressed in black with a black belt with dark patterns tied around his waist. His shoulders looked broad, but his waist was very thin. His face was cold and hard, as if wrapped in a layer of frost.

"Didn't I ask you to escort the princess back to the mansion first? Why are you letting the princess wait here?" Bian Jingsheng saw Zhu Qing'an waiting in the hall from a distance.

This was the first time that when he returned home at night, there was someone waiting for him besides his mother.

She just sat there, doing nothing, but it was enough to eliminate Bian Jingsheng's fatigue for the whole day.

But thinking of the cold autumn nights and her sitting there bored, Bian Jingsheng couldn't help but feel distressed, and even more angry that the servants didn't serve her well enough.

Chuan Bai and his subordinates knelt down instantly, without any desire to explain on their faces.

Zhu Qing'an couldn't bear to see everyone being scolded because of him.

"I don't blame them. It was me who insisted on waiting for the prince to come back. After all, I had an agreement with the prince that I would supervise him changing and taking medicine, right?" Zhu Qing'an raised his hand towards Chuan Bai and others.

Chuan Bai and others hurriedly looked at Bian Jingsheng. They also knew that Bian Jingsheng had his own rules in his daily actions and could not be persuaded by a few words from others.

Unexpectedly, Bian Jingsheng followed Zhu Qing'an's words this time and said to everyone, "What are you looking at me doing? The princess has already pleaded for you, why don't you get up!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone hurriedly bowed to Zhu Qingan and said, "Thank you, Princess!"

Chuan Bai led everyone to retreat, but before they left, Zhu Qing'an spoke up, "I guess His Majesty hasn't had dinner yet. Let's serve the dinner!"

Is she concerned about him? Bian Jingsheng listened to Zhu Qingan's words. Although he hadn't drunk any alcohol, he felt a little dizzy.

At this moment, Zhu Qing'an looked like the mistress of this mansion, like a wife waiting for her husband to return.