Regent, please maintain your aloof image.

Outside the door, Yingfeng kept staring at Chunzhu without saying a word.

Chunzhu found his behavior inexplicable and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Have you really thought this through?"

"What to consider."

"marriage".

"Yes, we are planning to do this. What's wrong?"

"You're only nineteen, there's no rush."

“Normal girls get married between the ages of fifteen and eighteen. I’ll be twenty next year, so there’s no rush.”

Why do you suddenly want to get married?

"The prince treats the princess so well, who wouldn't be envious? Of course I also want someone to treat me well, is there a problem?"

"What if that person treats you badly?"

"That's why the princess asked you to investigate those people's living environment, family background, and moral character, and then select some people with good character."

"People change, so how do you know they won't change in the future?"

"Let's wait until he changes. Anyway, at most it's just a divorce, no big deal."

“You…” Yingfeng was at a loss for words.

Chunzhu looked at him warily, "You're not trying to trick me, are you? Let me tell you, if you dare to pick out some bad apples for me, see how I deal with you."

Ying Feng felt as if he had been struck by lightning. A brilliant idea struck him, and he said with a smile, "Don't worry, I guarantee I'll select some of the best for you."

Chunzhu felt that his smile was somewhat malicious, so she didn't quite trust him and always felt that he might do something unreliable, but she didn't think too much about it.

Because the two of them were frequently injured, Su Qianrou specially set up a pharmacy in the Prince's mansion for convenience. The pharmacy was filled with all kinds of medicinal materials, including many precious ones such as ginseng and lingzhi.

Qiulan is in charge of looking after the pharmacy, so she spends most of her time there now.

At this moment, she was drying medicinal herbs in the yard.

A guard walked in. "Miss Qiulan."

Qiulan then noticed him and asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"I...I have something to give you. This is mung bean cake that I bought especially for you. Try it."

"Thank you, but I can't accept something for nothing. You should keep it for yourself."

"I bought this especially for you."

"No need, thank you."

"Try it, the mung bean cakes from this shop are really delicious," he said, stuffing a mung bean cake into Qiulan's hand.

Seeing that she couldn't refuse, Qiulan had no choice but to accept it, saying, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. I have to go now, I'll bring you something delicious next time," she said, turning and leaving.

Just as Qiu Lan was about to say no, she saw Li An standing not far away, looking at her, and the two of them locked eyes.

A moment later, Ang Lee walked up to her.

Qiulan asked, "Why are you here?"

“I was out running errands and passed by a pastry shop, so I bought you some red bean cakes, but it seems you can’t eat them now,” he said, glancing at the mung bean cakes in her hand.

"This is mung bean cake. I can't eat it all, but I remember you like it. Here you go," she said, handing him the mung bean cake.

Ang Lee was secretly pleased and took it, but said aloud, "It seems that person isn't very good either; he doesn't even know that you can't eat mung bean cakes."

“We’re not close, so it’s normal that you didn’t know. You only found out later too.”

Ang Lee's mood instantly soured.

"Is there anything else? If not, you can go back now. I have other things to do."

“No, this is for you,” Ang Lee handed her the red bean cake.

Qiulan didn't refuse, and casually accepted it, saying "Thank you." Then she couldn't help but ask, "Do you always bring food for others when you go out?"

"There's no one else, I'm only bringing this for you."

"Why".

"Don't you like to eat it?"

"It's not like I'm the only one who likes to eat this; other people like it too. Why don't you bring some for them and just bring some for me?"

Li An nervously touched his neck, "I...".

Qiulan looked at him expectantly.

But Ang Lee never had the courage to say it, "because I'm not familiar with the other people."

Qiulan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. "Thank you for bringing me red bean cakes every time, but you don't need to bring them for me anymore."

"Why".

"Because... I've already decided to get married."

Ang Lee's heart clenched with pain, and he couldn't help but ask, "Who was it? Was it that person just now?"

You'll find out later.

"Are you... really sure about this?"

"Ok".

"I understand, I have something to do, I'll be going now," she said, and left in a hurry.

As Qiulan watched his departing figure, a sense of sorrow welled up in her heart. Perhaps, this was the best ending for us.

After leaving the pharmacy, Ang Lee went to the pond and grieved in silence.

Chunzhu happened to pass by and saw someone standing by the pond, looking lost and dejected. Fearing he might do something rash, she quickly went over. When she saw it was Li An, she exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Li, what are you doing standing here?"

"Chunzhu, what brings you here?"

"I was just passing by and saw someone here, so I came over to take a look. I didn't expect it to be you. Weren't you going to find Qiulan? What are you doing here?"

"Nothing, just browsing."

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Chunzhu asked, "What's wrong? Did you have a fight with Qiulan?"

"no".

"So you're unhappy because the princess is choosing a husband for Qiulan."

"Of course not, I know that the princess did it for Qiulan's own good."

"Actually, there's a question I've wanted to ask for a long time: you like Qiulan, why haven't you said it before?"

"How did you know?" Ang Lee looked at her in shock.

"I'm not blind. You've been secretly looking at her so many times. Do you really think I didn't know? Also, you always bring her red bean cakes when you come back from outside, but you've never brought any for us. Isn't that obvious enough?"

Ang Lee awkwardly touched his neck, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"I just don't understand, if you like her, why don't you tell her? Do you really want to watch her marry someone else?"

"She deserves better."

"What constitutes a good wife? Is it to be an official's wife?"

Li An remained silent, which clearly reflected his true feelings. He was merely a servant, destined for a life of little achievement, and he did not want Qiu Lan to suffer with him, hence his silence.

When she learned that Su Qianrou wanted to marry Qiulan to a guard in the mansion, she felt even more inferior, because guards had official positions and as long as they worked hard, they were likely to be promoted in the future. If they were to gain Mu Jinchen's appreciation, their future would be even brighter.

On the one hand, he didn't want to delay Qiulan's life, but on the other hand, he couldn't let go of her. Therefore, he went through a very difficult time.

"Have you asked Qiulan for her opinion? Also, can you guarantee that person will treat Qiulan well for the rest of his life? You know what kind of person Qiulan is. If she is not doing well, she will definitely not tell the princess and will only silently endure it. At that time, will you still think that the decision you are making now is for her good?"

Ang Lee fell into deep thought.

"You both clearly like each other, but you just won't say it and insist on keeping it to yourselves. Aren't you afraid you'll regret it in the future?"

"You mean Qiulan likes me?"

"Isn't it obvious enough? She cooks for you, mends your clothes, and a few days ago, when you were sick, she took meticulous care of you by your bedside. Do you think she's just sitting around doing nothing?"

Ang Lee was so excited he couldn't speak.

"You guys are just too close to the situation to see things clearly."

"Chunzhu, thank you," Li An said, and then quickly ran towards the pharmacy.

When Chunzhu saw that he had finally figured it out, she couldn't help but smile, and then happily returned to Yanxi Palace.