Yang Xuqiu's method is indeed effective. In just half a month, refugees are almost no longer visible in Kyoto.

Everyone's eyes were staring at Yang Xuqiu, who made contributions to the locust plague, but Yang Xuqiu, no, to be precise, the entire Yang family's behavior became more low-key.

Not only did they not hold a banquet to celebrate, but no matter who the banquet invitation was rejected, they were all physically discomfortable.

In Dongli Restaurant.

Yang Xuqiu walked into the elegant room, and Song Jingyun had been waiting for her for a long time.

"Congratulations yet, now he is Princess Duanhui." The appreciation in Song Jingyun's eyes was almost overflowing.

Yang Xuqiu laughed softly and said, "It's not a big joy, it's not a bad thing."

She doesn't want to be at the forefront, but with the identity of a princess, she will naturally be more convenient to act in the future.

"Is there anything important thing about the prince who invites me to meet today?"

Over the past month, Yang Xuqiu rarely heard about Song Jingyun, but no one was surprised, after all, he was elusive on weekdays.

Song Jingyun glanced at Wang Cheng who came with him. He immediately took out the brocade box covered with jewelry and handed it to Yang Xuqiu: "This is the account book of Dongli Restaurant in the past three months, and 70% of the profits were sold into silver notes."

Yang Xuqiu opened the brocade box and there were 300,000 taels of silver notes on the account book.

There seemed to be something under the account book. Yang Xuqiu picked up the account book and it was a thick stack of silver notes, which seemed to be no less than tens of millions of taels. "Is this?"

Song Jingyun smiled gently and said, "The food I transported from the south is now sold to the emperor. I think I will give you some people who give you the advice."

Yang Xuqiu's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly: "I can't accept this." She didn't do much, so why did she have the nerve to accept it?

"I wouldn't have let go without your reminder. Now Dajin refugees will starve to death. This is what you deserve, just accept it with peace of mind."

Song Jingyun's voice was very gentle. Is this still the cold-faced prince? After all, Yang Xuqiu heard such a hint of coquettishness in this tone.

These silver notes are almost as close to most of the Yang family's assets. If you want to open a house in the back, money is essential, and Yang Xuqiu no longer refuses to take it away.

"And this." Song Jingyun took out a jade-carved Guanyin from her sleeve and looked carefully. She looked a little bit like her.

"Your birthday a few days ago, I haven't come yet to congratulate you."

Yang Xuqiu's birthday was just when the disaster was serious, so it was not appropriate to be extravagant. So it was just a part of her parents and brothers. Lin Yi felt wronged by her daughter, but Yang Xuqiu did not think so. Family reunion was the most relaxed and warmest for her.

But how did Song Jingyun know?

"I only knew it after hearing your third brother."

Yang Xuqiu was stunned. Did she say what she said just now? No. Could it be that Song Jingyun was the worm in her belly?

"I have let Master Wuyou shine this Guanyin to ensure you are safe."

He does not believe in ghosts and gods, but if he can bless the people he cares about, he is willing to give it a try.

Sincerity is the rarest.

"Try this, I met you last time." Song Jingyun moved the rose milky cream on the table forward, closer to Yang Xuqiu.

In an instant, the rose mixed with the fragrance of milk came to my nose: "Yes, it seems that my sister's skills have improved again next time." This time the rose fragrance became more intense, leaving a full mouth full of fragrance.

"Just like it." It's not in vain that he personally went to find this double-petaled rose. This wild rose is nourished by the essence of heaven and earth, and is naturally sweeter than artificially grown.

Bai Ji frowned slightly. The prince was so happy to see his lady eating, and she looked like a fool.

Suddenly, a thud came downstairs, and a man's screams kept coming.

Sun Wenhai hurriedly ran up: "Fortunately, young master, you are here, and someone is causing trouble downstairs."

Of course, those who can make Song Jingyun choose him as the shopkeeper are capable. Some people who have come to make trouble before, but he has dealt with them with great effort. However, today the one who causes trouble is Prince Feng and the third prince of the current emperor.

Everyone knows that his temperament is the most difficult to mess with, and even Sun Wenhai is stubborn when dealing with it.

Song Jingyun's face suddenly became gloomy, which was really amazing. "I'll deal with it first."

Yang Xuqiu nodded. For some reason, he always felt at ease about Song Jingyun's work, as if he could do anything perfectly and no one had to worry about it. This feeling of sitting and enjoying his achievements is really good.

Song Jingyun left in a hurry, the door was slightly covered, and a cold wind blew and slowly opened.

"Bai Ji, go and close the door." As the anger became colder and colder today, she didn't think about the wind and cold.

As soon as he finished speaking, a man walked into the house: "It's a fate to meet the princess here."

This man was wearing a moon-white robe, with fluttering clothes and heroic hair, which was undoubtedly Song Jingyu.

Yang Xuqiu did not get up to salute, put down the pastry in his hand and said, "Where is the fate that the prince has trespassed into the private room?"

"Haha, it's good to be able to accomplish things, why bother with the minor details?"

Song Jingyu had already ordered people to stay near Yang's mansion. As soon as Yang Xuqiu went out, someone would follow him immediately. But he didn't expect that Yang Xuqiu went to Dongli Restaurant. Everyone knew the rules, so he had to design that Song Jingfeng had a big fuss and found the private room where Yang Xuqiu was in while the chaos.

"I'm afraid the prince came here on purpose." Yang Xuqiu showed displeasure.

Song Jingyu curled his smile: "I used to know that you are smart, but you are smarter and more capable than I thought." In just half a year, Yang Xuqiu had gone from a country girl who was disliked to the current Princess Duanhui. If it were just luck, he would not believe it.

"so what?"

"So I want you to be my princess."

Song Jingyu knew how much benefit a smart wife could bring to him in the future for a throne, and this smart woman was the daughter of General Yang.

Yang Zheng only has such a daughter, and the couple both treat it as if they are in love with each other. If they marry Yang Xuqiu, would they be afraid that Yang Zheng will not use it for him?

No matter how you look at this, it is a business that is stable and unworthy.

Yang Xuqiu almost burst into tears as if she had heard some big joke:

"If you become my wife, my backyard will be fully handed over to you. If I can become the future emperor, the position of queen will be yours."

The position of queen? She became queen in her previous life, but what was the result?

She loved him so much in her previous life, and she just wanted to dig out her heart for him to see, but he abandoned it. Now, she hates him, but he sticks it up. Is Song Jingyu born with a cruelty?

"The man I want to marry won't have a backyard, because he can only marry me. The Sixth Prince, can you do it?" Yang Xuqiu looked despised: "Oh, I forgot, my third sister has already betrothed to be your concubine."

"Xuqiu, why do you mean to make things difficult for me if you don't like Yang Qin, and you can deal with her when you get married."

Song Jingyu is indeed the same. As long as he can achieve his goal, he can abandon others as things.

"What if I told you that I was telling the truth?" She was indeed the truth. In this life, she had long since lost any hope for the relationship between men and women. She just wanted to protect the safety of her parents and brothers, and she could live a peaceful life.

A conceited person like Song Jingyu couldn't listen to her words: "Isn't it better to take care of his husband and children in the backyard to be a virtuous wife than you do now?"

Virtuous. It turns out that Yang Xuqiu thought that the word virtuous was a compliment, but now he thinks it is a swearing. Men will like smart, beautiful, gentle and other women, but they are the most disliked by the virtuous wife at home.

Taking care of husband and children, and respecting each other with each other may be the dream of many women, but this is not her, Yang Xuqiu.

"Why don't the prince understand yet? No matter what you say, I will never marry you because you disgusted me."

Yang Xuqiu's words were very ugly. Even if Song Jingyu could tolerate it, his appearance would not be good at this moment.

Song Jingyu slapped the table and headed towards Yang Xuqiu: "Believe it or not, I have a way to let you agree!"

"Miss..." Bai Ji hurried forward, but Song Jingyu grabbed his neck with one hand.

"You can try it, see if you die first or I agree first."

Yang Xuqiu's eyes were even colder than the wind in the twelfth lunar month. Song Jingyu believed that if he did something, Yang Xuqiu would be killed with him in the next second.

"Okay, you wait." Song Jingyu left with his sleeves.
Chapter completed!