Return of the Princess: The Rebirth of Lafayette

When Shen Yuqing saw that they were the only two left, he quietly took a small step towards Qing'er. He felt like he was going crazy. He would feel very happy even if he was even a little bit closer to her.

"Master Shen, thank you for the sweet-scented osmanthus cake." Qing'er looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her hand and couldn't help but taste a piece. She found that it was her favorite shop. She felt a little subtle. It was probably just a coincidence.

When Shen Yuqing saw her eating sweet-scented osmanthus cake, she smiled with crooked eyebrows and couldn't help but curl her lips. As long as she was happy, she didn't waste her time in queuing up at Yipinxuan. She waited in line for two hours to get so much. Bag.

After Qing'er ate a piece, she couldn't bear to continue eating, so she wrapped it up and stuffed it into her sleeve.

Shen Yuqing was very surprised when he saw her actions, and hurriedly asked, "Qinggege, why don't you continue eating? Is it not to your liking?"

Could it be that the store where I bought it is wrong? Or is it that the sweet-scented osmanthus cake changes its flavor when it gets cold? It shouldn’t be. I kept it in my arms all the time and didn’t let the wind blow it. It was still hot when I took it out.

Seeing how anxious he was, Qing'er lowered her head and covered her mouth with a smile. He seemed to be a pretty good person.

"Master Shen, you misunderstood. I like to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from this store very much. Thank you for giving me so much. There are three bags, which is enough for me to eat for a long time.

Don't worry about your jokes, I have to eat sparingly. After all, I don't know when the next time I will eat is, and it is not convenient for me to leave the palace. When I am greedy, I can only ask the eunuch who came out of the palace to buy it to help me bring a bag.

That store has limited purchases every day, and you have to wait in a long queue every time, but nine times out of ten you can't buy it. I don't know how you bought so much at once. You are so awesome. "

It was the first time that Shen Yuqing was praised by the girl he liked. His fair and handsome face was a little shy, and his eyes looked at Qing'er sincerely.

"Qinggege, if you like to eat, I will bring you a few bags next time I come to the palace."

Qing'er was a little moved, but when she thought about a girl accepting things from a man, what if someone saw her gossiping?

Shen Yuqing seemed to see through her little thoughts, "I gave the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to Aunt Rong and asked her to deliver it to you, so that I won't be afraid of others finding out."

Seeing how thoughtful he was, Qing'er nodded happily and said to him with a smile.

"Master Shen, you are such a kind person. Stop shouting Qing'er. Just call me Qing'er."

Since Shen Yuqing made Qing'er cry last time, he never dared to go beyond the rules and must be a gentleman.

Now when I heard Qing'er's words, there was a hint of surprise in my eyes, and I tried to shout, "Qing'er."

Qing'er only felt that when he called out his own name, there was a feeling of tenderness in the intestines. Her face turned red, and she fanned herself with the handkerchief in her hand, trying to reduce the hot feeling.

"Master Shen, let me take you to the Royal Garden, just in time to find Xiao Yanzi and the others."

"Okay." Shen Yuqing thought of walking in the imperial garden with her, and the tips of her ears started to bleed red.

In the imperial garden, the little swallow shuttled among the flowers like a cheerful bird.

"Yongqi, brother, come here quickly. I heard Ziwei say that this flower can change into several colors in one day."

Yong Qi and Xiao Jian looked at each other and smiled. One thing was particularly interesting when Xiao Yanzi told it, and their curiosity was aroused.

"Here, these are the flowers. They seem to be called morning glories. Do you think it's strange? A good flower is called such a name, morning glories. Where is the cow? How can a flower lead a cow? It's really funny. It’s killing me, in my opinion, it’s better to call it Morning Flower.”

Xiao Yanzi curled up her little mouth and proudly talked about her fallacies.

Xiao Jian and Yong Qi burst out laughing after hearing this, "Hahahaha..."

Yong Qi smiled and bent over, almost laughing, "Little swallow, morning glory does not mean that it can pull a cow. It is recorded in "Compendium of Materia Medica" that a doctor used it to save a farmer's life. The farmer took a cow to express his gratitude, so he called it morning glory."

Little Yanzi has a head as big as two and a pair of big eyes full of incomprehension as he muttered.

"Flowers save people, and people take care of cows, so they are called morning glories. What and what."

Seeing his sister's carefree and innocent look, Xiao Jian became even more determined that she must not let her know about revenge, and he could just bear it alone.

"Little Yanzi, you must always be happy, so that my brother can rest assured."

Yong Qi immediately expressed his position after hearing this, "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Xiao Yanzi."

Xiao Yanzi shook his head and waved his hands, "Brother, don't worry, the person in this world who can make me sad has not been born yet."

"Little Swallow! Little Swallow!" Qing'er's crisp voice sounded.

As soon as Xiao Yanzi heard that her good sister was coming, she jumped up excitedly and waved her hands. Feeling disgusted, she simply used Qing Kung Fu and flew towards Qing'er, "Qing'er! Qing'er! I'm here."

Xiao Jian and Yong Qi smiled helplessly, followed closely, and chased after him.

Qing'er didn't know martial arts, so her hearing was naturally weak. Shen Yuqing had good ears. He heard Xiao Yanzi's cry and poked her arm excitedly.

"Qing'er, Princess Huanzhu is over there, I heard her voice."

He didn't know what he was thinking of, so he quickly moved a few steps away, keeping his distance from her, for fear that Qing'er would say that he had offended her again.

Qing'er naturally noticed the subtle changes in him and was very moved. It showed that he took what he said last time to heart and was willing to make changes. It seems that such a person can live a good life.

"Then let's go there quickly."

A few people met on the way. Xiao Yanzi saw Qing'er walking with a man, and she became curious as if she was being tickled. But this time she learned the lesson and didn't say anything, and ran over to hold Qing'er's arm.

"Qing'er, you're finally here, let me wait."

Seeing that Ziwei was gone, Qing'er asked curiously, "Little Yanzi, where is Ziwei? Why is she nowhere to be seen?"

"You're talking about Ziwei. She accompanied Erkang's mother to the hospital. When we came over, we happened to meet Erkang's mother. She accidentally sprained her ankle and there was no one around to help her. So I decided to let Ziwei Stay and take care of it.”

Xiao Yanzi smiled brightly. She felt that she had done a great job. Ziwei and Erkang were in love with each other and they would marry him sooner or later. The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law must be reconciled in advance.

"Oh, that's it." Qing'er found that when she heard about Erkang again, she felt less sad. She couldn't help but wonder if she really liked Erkang in the first place?

After seeing the two of them finishing their conversation, Shen Yuqing stepped forward to introduce his identity to Xiao Yanzi and Xiao Jian.

"When I met you in Xian Shen, we met once before. I wonder if you still remember it."

Xiao Yanzi looked confused, "I don't remember."

Xiao Jian recognized him, but he said something wrong. He had a relationship with him more than once. Strictly speaking, today was the third time. He reminded his sister with a smile,

"Little Yanzi, have you forgotten the general we met when we went out on the day of the assassination in the restaurant?"

Xiao Yanzi opened her mouth in surprise, and with Xiao Jian's reminder, the memory of that day gradually became clearer.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it turns out it's you. You look like two different people when you put on the armor and take off the armor. Not to mention that you are still wearing the same clothes as a white-faced scholar. Who can recognize this?"