On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Chapter 216
I still remember that it seemed that she was deflated last time.

It’s hard to guarantee that Wen Baoshu didn’t post this post just because she wanted to regain her face.

She doesn't have the time or thought to make other people's entertainment tools.

To put it bluntly, even if it was an ordinary banquet, she wouldn't be that interested in drinking and mingling.

There are still many things to be busy with.

"Didn't I say it before? Posts that are not seeking medical treatment will be rejected. How come this post is an accident?" Ye Zhiyu frowned and took a bite of roasted pigeon as if to vent his anger.

Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a caramel aroma.

Where have you eaten such good food in Yaowang Valley before?

I'm afraid I will miss this one when I leave the palace in the future.

The best thing is to poach the cook away, or learn from him before leaving.

The housekeeper looked embarrassed, "It's not that I don't do what the girl said, but it's actually the fifth time I've posted this post. Princess Qingxiang is really persistent. You have the momentum to keep doing it even if you don't invite me. Old slave. After much thought, I should inform you."

"Whether you go or not, it's up to you to make the decision."

Ye Zhiyu hesitated this time and did not refuse as simply as before.

The princess has posted five times, and if she doesn't post it, she's just afraid of being criticized.

Now that he has decided to form an alliance with Feng Wuming, he will still stay in the capital for a long time in the future.

Offending a princess would not do her any good.

"If you don't want to go, you don't have to show up. I'll just send someone to send you away." Feng Wuming saw Ye Zhiyu's troubled look and spoke compassionately.

Ye Zhiyu shook his head.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. It's a blessing, not a curse. You can't avoid it. If you really come for me, if you refuse this time, there will be another one. Without Princess Qingxiang, there will still be Princess Anxiang, Princess Xiao/Xiang." Lord. It’s not a problem to run away all the time.”

Feng Wuming put down his chopsticks, and a maid immediately handed him a handkerchief and water for him to rinse and wipe his mouth with.

Feng Wuming cleaned his hands and said, "Then what are you going to do? Are you just going to make things difficult for me?"

Ye Zhiyu shook his head, "That's impossible. I won't rush to entertain others. But I have my own way. Prince, just don't worry."

Feng Wuming sneered: "When did you become worried when you saw me?"

The implication is that Ye Zhiyu is being sentimental.

Ye Zhiyu didn't care and kept picking up food for himself.

However, Xiao Jiu said with some worry, "Mom, how about you take me with you? If there is a fight, I can also help."

Xiao Jiu looked serious and didn't mean to be joking at all.

Xiao Fengtuan put down her beloved chicken legs and raised her hands high, "There is me and me, mother, I can also help. If someone bullies you, I will... I will bite her! I'm sure!" I want to bite off a piece of that person's flesh so that she will never dare to bully my mother again."

Ye Zhiyu smiled and pinched his cheek, "Xiaojiu, Xiaojiu, why are you so cute?"

Ye Zhiyu thought for a moment and then decided to take the two dumplings with him.

Not that I really want to take them to fight.

After all, the combined fighting power of the three of them is probably not as good as that of one little ant.

Besides, how could those rich ladies and charming ladies take action?

At best, it's nothing more than verbal criticism.

Bring two little dumplings and let's put on a big show together.

After today, she might even get a chastity memorial memorial. Thinking about it, Ye Zhiyu couldn't help but laugh.

Feng Wuming, who was opposite him, couldn't help laughing.

After eating and tidying up, Ye Zhiyu got into the carriage with two dumplings.

Before leaving, Ye Zhiyu specially changed into plain white clothes, and only made some embroidery with silk thread on the corners of the skirt to isolate it from the mourning clothes.

As for accessories, she has green silk hair with emerald beads on her head, a jade hairpin inserted diagonally on her temples, and a jade-tracing forbidden step, that's all.He doesn't wear any other accessories.

It didn't look like I was attending a banquet, but more like I was attending a funeral.

Before leaving, the housekeeper couldn't help but stop him.

"If Divine Doctor Wang really doesn't want to go, there's nothing you can do to refuse. There's no need to dress up like this." The butler's hands seemed to be a bit indescribable.

"This, this, this is really hurting the enemy by one thousand, and hurting yourself by eight hundred."

Ye Zhiyu laughed out loud.

I heard that the housekeeper was afraid that he would have to go to the banquet to attend the funeral, so as to frustrate Wen Baoshu?
Although her plan was similar, her method was smarter.

How could it be so mean?

"Don't worry. I always remember that I am leaving from the palace, so I won't embarrass the palace." Ye Zhiyu patted the butler on the shoulder, which reassured him.

The butler seemed to want to say something else, but in the end he couldn't.

The prince didn't say anything next to him, and it was not easy for him to overstep.He only arranged a carriage for Ye Zhiyu with a look of reluctance.

Although the carriage is not very impressive, it is more stable than before.

It looks a little shabby on the outside, but it's luxurious on the inside.

Just saying that the cushions are made of gold silk soft pillows, it is very comfortable to lean on, making people suspicious that they will fall asleep in the next second.

When walking on the street, no matter whether you stop or stop, or when Xiaofeng Tuan occasionally bounces her butt/butt out of position in joy, there is no feeling of shaking.

People can't help but sigh that the things in the palace are as inconspicuous as Feng Wuming himself.

But they are all the best.

"Mom, give me and my brother a look in a moment, and we'll rush out. Hit wherever you point."

Xiaofeng Tuan was fiddling with the tassels on the roof of the car boredly, while casually discussing the battle plan with her mother, just like a little bandit.

Xiaojiu next to him also looked like he was "ready to die heroically at any time."

Ye Zhiyu couldn't help but feel funny when he saw the two dumplings looking serious.

She rubbed the faces of the two dumplings and said, "Relax, let's take care of my mother next. You don't need us, we civilized people have our own civilized way to solve the problem. Isn't it insulting to be polite to fight? ?”

"Then mother, what do we need to do?"

Xiaotuanzi raised his head, looking puzzled.

There was a smile that was sure to win at the corner of Ye Zhiyu's mouth.

"cry."

……

In an instant, we arrived at Wen Mansion.

There are already many carriages parked outside, and the battle today is really quite big.

Just looking at the grandeur of the carriage, one knew that the person coming today was either rich or noble.

Even the horses pulling the carriages are bloody horses, and the carriages are even more inlaid with gems and pearls.

In comparison, the carriage Ye Zhiyu brought from the palace seemed even more crude.

There wasn't even a palace flag hanging outside.

If he hadn't said anything, no one would have guessed that the carriage came from the palace.

However, Ye Zhiyu never cared about these external things.

It's not like he feels ashamed because his carriage is not as impressive as his.

Even the boy leading the way outside couldn't help but look at him with disdain when he saw the carriage when Ye Zhiyu came down.These Ye Zhiyu saw it but didn't care.

Why bother with a slave who worships the superior and despises the inferior?
(End of this chapter)