Quick Transmigration: The Green Tea Mistress's Guide to Seduction - A Master's Handbook

When Prince Shen returned, he went straight to his study. When Xie Qingyu arrived, he was sitting in front of the chessboard.

Xie Qingyu placed the tea tray on the table, poured a cup of tea, and served it to Prince Shen.

He stood up and took the tea from Xie Qingyu's hand; it was warm and just right for drinking.

Xie Qingyu's gaze lingered on two items placed on the table.

Prince Shen looked over and explained, "I went to see the Imperial Concubine after court."

Xie Qingyu didn't forget that the Imperial Concubine he mentioned was his mother, and that he no longer even wanted to address her as such.

"This cloak and hand warmers are both thanks to the Imperial Concubine's thoughtfulness," Xie Qingyu said, looking at the two items.

“It’s concern.” Prince Shen said expressionlessly, seemingly wanting everyone to know that he was unwell and couldn’t stand the cold.

That's great; this is the first time in so many years that they've shown such concern.

Although King Shen had long since given up on the person in the palace, he still couldn't help but sneer when he saw these things.

The servant brought over some hot food, nothing unusual, just a bowl of noodles that Xie Qingyu had asked the kitchen to prepare.

Since it was uncertain when King Shen would return, such a simple hot meal was prepared quickly once the ingredients were ready.

Prince Shen glanced at Xie Qingyu with some surprise upon seeing this.

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness." Prince Shen did not have the habit of being a picky eater.

Xie Qingyu cleared the things off the table and invited Prince Shen to sit down and eat.

Organizing the things in her hands, they indeed looked like high-quality items, and at first glance, it seemed she genuinely cared about her son.

But as noon approached, he didn't even suggest that his son stay for a meal.

It can be seen.

King Shen was probably really hungry, and he quickly finished the bowl of noodles.

After they finished eating and cleaned up, Prince Shen sat down by the couch and set up a chessboard. "Let's play a game."

The two players were very focused on the game, which ended with Xie Qingyu losing by one piece.

The room was heated by an underfloor heating system. Even after the game ended, the room was still a bit stuffy, so Xie Qingyu reached out and opened a crack in the window to let in some fresh air.

Feeling the cold wind coming in from outside, I thought, "It's getting cold."

“Yes, Your Highness needs to keep warm in this cold weather.” Xie Qingyu’s gaze fell on the cloak and hand warmers that Prince Shen had brought back.

Shen Wang's gaze followed, a smile playing on his lips, but his voice was devoid of emotion, "Indeed."

"I wonder what good news Your Highness is referring to?" Xie Qingyu withdrew her gaze and brought up another topic.

"The show is about to begin." Prince Shen looked at Xie Qingyu.

Tacitly.

The good show that King Shen said would begin was going to a hot spring.

This is a big project.

With summer retreats and winter hot springs, the royal life was indeed a luxury.

After telling Xie Qingyu about this matter, Prince Shen then sent Changliu to the backyard to inform Luo Qingran.

The departure date is set for seven days from now, and these few days are for packing.

Xie Qingyu and the others became very busy.

I'm going to stay there for more than half a month, so I can't leave out any of the things I need to bring.

There were only three maids in the front yard, so they had to do all the work. Fortunately, Changliu and Changfeng could help out a bit.

Luo Qingran finished tidying up and even asked if she needed a few maids to come and help, but Changliu refused.

While they were busy, Prince Shen was also busy. He was rarely seen in the mansion except at night, and it was unknown what he was busy with.

On the day of departure, the people from Prince Shen's residence followed behind the main group.

The procession began with the emperor and his concubines, followed by a large entourage of princes and their families, and then some members of the imperial clan. With so many people together, it was destined that they would not travel very fast.

Even though the Royal Hot Springs are not far from the capital, it took until midnight to arrive even though we set off in the morning.

Upon arrival, everyone found their assigned courtyard and a place to sit.

These courtyards, large and small, naturally varied in quality. When the princes heard that Prince Shen was living in Chunhui Garden, everyone's expression changed.

Throughout history, this courtyard has always been inhabited by the crown prince.

Since the incident involving the former crown prince, no new crown prince has been appointed in this dynasty. In the two recent years, Chunhui Garden has remained empty.

Now that it has been given to King Shen, how can it not raise suspicions?

"The hot spring pool at Chunhui Garden is larger, so I'll give it to the fifth prince this time. His health is currently... let him take good care of himself." The emperor's words seemed to be an explanation.

But once he speaks, there's no chance for anyone else to disagree.

Thus, Prince Shen thanked the Emperor and led his entourage to Chunhui Garden to settle down.

Luo Qingran, who was standing beside Prince Shen, could barely contain her joy by pinching her own palms.

Everyone knows the meaning behind Chunhui Garden. The Emperor's affection for Prince Shen is indeed as the outside world says; this is no longer just an implication.

Luo Qingran could almost picture the future, a position second only to the emperor.

Thinking this way, her steps became lighter.

"Qingyu, you take these old women from the courtyard and move the things inside. Have Changliu help you keep an eye on things."

Prince Shen gave the order, “Move the princess’s things to the backyard. Changfeng, go and help keep an eye on them,” Prince Shen said, standing still.

Luo Qingran stepped forward and looked at him, wanting to say something, but Prince Shen spoke first, "It's late. You must be tired from your journey today. Your Highness should rest well."

After finishing speaking, Prince Shen turned to the maid beside Luo Qingran and said, "Take good care of your princess, the road is slippery late at night."

After the maids finished their respectful greetings, Prince Shen had already walked towards his front courtyard.

Luo Qingran and her maids were left behind, watching Changfeng direct the old women in the garden to move things.

The maid behind Luo Qingran wanted to say something, but after glancing at Changfeng, she held back.

Chunhui Garden is indeed much larger than other courtyards, but it is still much smaller than the Prince's Mansion, after all, it is just one courtyard.

Besides the offices, the front yard also had relatively close living quarters, and there weren't as many servants' quarters.

After directing the movement of all of Prince Shen's belongings, Xie Qingyu, Qingyan, and Xinping quickly packed up their frequently used items so they could rest.

Although some things were prepared in the garden, many of them were unusable because no one lived there for many years.

We've basically finished here, and Changliu has also checked the situation in the courtyard and explained the room assignments to a few people.

Qingyan and Xin usually share a room, but there are few rooms here, so it's unlikely that each person will have their own room.

Xie Qingyu had a room to herself, but it was a side room on the prince's side, and the room was a bit smaller.

The group didn't have any particular thoughts on the arrangements for Changliu.

Although they came together, Xie Qingyu's status is now implicitly ranked first. She has a room to herself, so there's not much to say.

When Prince Shen returned after expressing his gratitude, Qingyan and Xinping had already gone back to pack their things.

Xie Qingyu's room is right next door, so there's no rush. Besides, someone needs to wait here.

Prince Shen entered with a deep gaze, and his expression softened when he saw Xie Qingyu tidying the bedding.

Upon hearing the footsteps, Xie Qingyu turned around and bowed, only realizing something was wrong when he got closer.