The next morning, not long after Ying Dongjun got up, she was sitting in front of the mirror to dress up. Zhou Yan asked for a meeting outside.

Xiao Jixiang put down the comb impatiently and went to bring Zhou Yan in.

"Princess!" Zhou Yan stepped forward to salute Ying Dongjun, his voice more energetic than usual and no longer so lifeless.

Ying Dongjun looked at him from the mirror and found that Zhou Jialing had obviously carefully cleaned up himself today. His clothes and shoes were brand new, and his hair was combed neatly, without any confusion.

What surprised Ying Dongjun was that when he came in, he was holding a pot of flowers and plants in his hand.

"What is Zhou Jialing doing?" Ying Dongjun joked, "Is it because he was giving gifts to this palace?"

Zhou Yan glanced at the words in his hand and hurriedly said, "No, this flower was sent by Lord Yu."

"Huh? I gave it to Mr. Yu?" Ying Dongjun got up curiously, walked to Zhou Yan, and looked at the pot of flowers.

Xiao Jixiang sneered silently: Show your kindness if you have nothing to do!

Although Ying Dongjun doesn’t like flowers and plants very much, she is in a bad mood when a beautiful man specially sent her flowers in the early morning.

Zhou Yan: "By the way, I also sent Lord Yu's letter with Hua."

Zhou Yan handed the flowerpot in his hand to Xiao Jixiang who was standing aside with a cold face, then took out a letter from his sleeve and presented it to Ying Dongjun.

Ying Dongjun took it and opened it and saw that it was indeed the word Yu Shunchen. The letter was very short, with only a few sentences, and it reads: Mrs. Sun likes orchids the most. This flower was obtained by me by accident. It is called the beauty Cangyu. It is of good quality. The princess can give it to Mrs. Sun.

"It turns out that Yu Lang's flower was not given to me." Ying Dongjun complained, and then laughed quickly, "Since Yu Lang is so considerate and considerate, I won't bother with him. Take it out first, remember to move onto the carriage later."

"Yes." Zhou Yan quickly took Huacong Xiao Jixiang back. Before leaving, he couldn't help but remind him secretly, "The carriage is ready, and the princess can go out at any time."

Xiao Jixiang glanced at Zhou Yan's back as he left, and couldn't help but gesture: Zhou's family today is different from usual. Is it because those stones have such miraculous effects, or is it because they can finally enter Wannian Academy?

"There are both the stone scriptures and the academy." Ying Dongjun smiled and handed the comb to Xiao Jixiang, indicating that he would continue to comb his hair. "This is why I sent the stone scriptures to Wannian Academy. The stone scriptures appear in Wannian Academy and appear in other places. The stone scriptures can quickly regain prestige by relying on the influence of Wannian Academy among commoners and scholars. Wannian Academy will also gain reputations from the existence of those stone scriptures. They can be said to have achieved each other."

Xiao Jixiang: In this way, the princess has helped the old man Sun a lot. No wonder he asked his wife to invite the princess.

Ying Dongjun said: "I have always liked the beautiful things that can achieve each other. Can such a relationship last for a long time, right?"

Xiao Jixiang nodded repeatedly.

At this time, Yu Mansion.

Rong took a kettle and the carefully prepared flower fertilizer, and planned to take care of the newly obtained orchid. This flower was dug out from the mountains and raised it carefully for a while, and then asked someone to bring it to the capital from all over the world.

But when Rong walked to the place where the flowers were blooming, she was surprised to find that his pot of flowers was gone.

Rong looked around the small courtyard of the Yu family, but couldn't find the flowers. She couldn't help but go to see the few people in the courtyard.

The Niu Weng was walking quickly towards the front yard.

Aunt Niu lowered her head and swept the ground, while quietly moving towards the corner of the wall.

Xianyun was originally sitting under the eaves to do embroidery work, but looked up and met her gaze, but hurriedly picked up the needle and thread basket and entered the room.

The delicate one is drying the quilt. As the body is sunk, it is covered by the quilt, revealing only a pair of embroidered shoes underneath.

Rong sneered, "Who tell me where did that pot of beautiful Cangyu go?"

There was only Aunt Niu's "rustling" sound of sweeping the floor in the yard. After a moment, the "rustling" sound disappeared, and Aunt Niu simply stood facing the wall.

Rong: "Skinny, tell me, did you accidentally water it and kill it?"

"No, old lady, I haven't watered the flowers today. I don't know anything." A delicate and careful voice came through the quilt.

"Aunt Niu!" Rong said loudly, "Is it broken when you swept the floor?"

Aunt Niu turned around in fear, threw the broom and waved her hands, "No, old lady, I haven't touched me, I don't know either."

"Xianyun, come out." Rong shouted.

The Fiber Cloud was slowly protruding out.

Rong stared at her with a serious look on her face: "That's you!"

Xianyun lowered her head: "It's not a slave."

"Oh."

Xianyun's legs were so scared that her legs were weak, afraid that Rong Shi would really think it was her, so she cried and said, "It's the husband, the husband asked the servant Ruyi to move the pot of orchids away in the morning."

Xianqiao glared at Xianyun fiercely.

"Oh? Where did the man get the flowers?" Rong asked expressionlessly.

Xianyun's voice was as low as a mosquito: "When the husband ordered Ruyi, I vaguely seemed to hear the three words...Princess Mansion."

"Ha." Rong glanced at Xianyun.

Aunt Niu came over and carefully comforted Rong and said, "Old Madam, don't be angry. My husband said that someone would find a few pots of peonies to come back to raise them. Don't the old Madam like peonies the most?"

Rong said coldly: "Why am I angry? That pot of flowers is a thank-you gift from his clan members to Lord Yu. He can move wherever he likes."

After Rong finished speaking, he turned around and returned to his room with a calm expression.

After waiting for the door to close, Rong couldn't help but slap the table heavily, shook his hands and whispered: "Little bastard! I'm so itchy!"

When Rong came out of the room again, she looked calm again and waved to Aunt Niu and called her over.

Aunt Niu was very afraid that the old lady would mention the orchid again, and she was trembling with fear.

However, Rong said, "Didn't you say last time that you recognized a female shopkeeper from an embroidery workshop and wanted to bring some clever and careful apprentices? When you go out to buy tomorrow, you will bring Xianyun with you and ask the female shopkeeper if you want to accept it."

Aunt Niu was stunned, "Old Madam, is Xianyun not attentive to serve him?"

Rong shook her head, "When it comes to being careful and considerate, she is much better than the girl Seika. The little girl Seika has ruined many pots of flowers!"

Aunt Niu: "Why..."

Rong said indifferently: "There is a fate between people. I think Xianyun has no fate with our Yu family, so let her find someone with fate."

Although Aunt Niu didn't understand Rong's words, she could not disobey the master's meaning, so she nodded and agreed.

"By the way." Rong turned around and remembered something and explained in a low voice, "Remember to find out what the female shopkeeper is, but not someone who likes to be tempted. Although the Yu family has no fate with that girl, they cannot push people into the fire pit."
Chapter completed!