Mu Yuan looked at Xie Nanjia deeply for a few times, and said meaningfully: "You and I have never met, but you know me very well. I am honored to receive your love."
The implication of his words was that Xie Nanjia was secretly in love with him, so she made a special effort to understand his situation.
“Shameless thing…” Yun Shu rolled up her sleeves and walked forward to scold him, but Xie Nanjia reached out and pulled her back.
"We are the Celestial Empire, a country of etiquette. We cannot expect all foreigners to be as polite as we are. If we haggle over a shepherd, we will lose our status."
As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar all around and the people watching laughed.
"Yes, yes, yes. We are a great country. A great country should have the bearing of a great country. We should not argue with barbarians."
"That's right, look at their eldest prince's upbringing. Who knows what the common people are like? Why bother with them?"
Everyone started to mock and ridicule, in revenge for the broken bowl.
Mu Yuan turned a deaf ear to him, still wondering what Xie Nanjia meant by "shepherd".
He didn't learn Chinese very well and couldn't understand some words.
Taking advantage of his confusion, Xie Nanjia did not stay any longer, pulled Yunshu into the carriage, and left accompanied by several brothers.
"Sister, what if we leave and he continues to cause trouble for others?" asked the seventh brother Su Jinchuan as he sat on the shaft of the cart.
"No, he came for me, not really to eat porridge. He will naturally leave when I'm not here." Xie Nanjia said.
"Yes, yes, yes, I also noticed that he is coming for you." Yun Shu said.
"Then he has bad intentions. Why did you stop us just now and not let us teach him a lesson?" Su Jinchuan said angrily.
"We are doing charity by distributing porridge. It would be bad if we started fighting and hurt the people." Xie Nanjia said, "He is here to congratulate us after all. We should at least give him some face."
"Hmph!" Su Jinchuan slapped the shaft of the cart heavily, "Don't let me see him again next time, or I will beat him to a pulp."
This was originally just an angry remark, but Yun Shu unexpectedly pointed out very seriously: "With his size, I'm afraid you can't beat him."
Su Jinchuan: “…”
This girl is so straight, no wonder everyone says she is brainless.
"Don't talk about this when you go back, and don't let Zhao Jingyu know." Xie Nanjia earnestly instructed the others, "Tomorrow is the enthronement ceremony. If he loses control of his temper and does something stupid, it will affect the ceremony and cause trouble."
The brothers all agreed, and after returning home they kept their mouths shut and didn't tell anyone.
After Xie Nanjia left, Mu Yuan finally came to his senses. Ignoring the people's ridicule, he walked through the crowd to his own carriage.
Shan Hu was dressed as a Han Chinese and was sitting in front of the car waiting for him. When he saw him coming, he stood up to greet him.
"How's it going? Did you see anyone?" he asked, and then he saw the rice grains and stains on Mu Yuan's head. "What's going on? Did the eldest prince have a conflict with someone?"
Mu Yuan brushed off the rice grains and asked instead of answering, "Do you know what a shepherd is?"
"Shepherd?" Shan Hu scratched his hair. "He's probably the official in charge of herding sheep!"
Mu Yuan pondered for a while, then suddenly glared: "She called me a shepherd!"
"Huh?" Shan Hu was confused for a moment. "How can herding sheep be considered an insult? Everyone on the grassland herds sheep!"
"You know shit!" Mu Yuan yelled angrily. Although he couldn't explain it clearly, he knew that the woman was scolding him.
A girl who looks beautiful and dignified can actually curse, and she curses so well. Such a girl is really interesting.
He smacked his lips, paused for a moment to savor the moment, then lifted the curtain and got in the car.
"Let's go back to the inn," he ordered, "We have something important to do tonight."
Shan Hu responded and drove the carriage back to the inn.
"That arrogant girl who follows the daughter of Phoenix, go back and find out who she is." Mu Yuan thought of Yun Shu, and there seemed to be some heat from the rice porridge on his face. He gritted his teeth in anger.
"So, the rice grain on your head was caused by her?" Shan Hu looked at the burly man and thought quickly, "You peeped at the girl of Feng Ming and were punished by her maid?"
"Can you speak?" Mu Yuan said angrily, "I was watching openly, how can it be called peeping? Besides, that girl is not a real girl. She looks like someone from our side."
He did not deny that he was taught a lesson by the girl, which meant that he was really taught a lesson. Shan Hu imagined how he would look like with porridge splashed all over his face, and he couldn't believe that he would let the other person go so easily.
You have to know that the eldest prince is notoriously irritable and aggressive in Yuze. Anyone who sees him must stay away from him. If you anger him, he will not show mercy to you, whether you are an old man or a woman, and will twist your head off in an instant.
"Didn't the eldest prince fight back?" Shan Hu asked.
Mu Yuan was slightly stunned. He didn't know what was going on. With his usual temper, he would have definitely made a scene. But when the girl with the Phoenix destiny came, he suddenly lost his temper. His heart was like a grassland rippling with green waves in the spring breeze.
It’s not that he hasn’t experienced women before. He has had many women on the grassland, but no woman could give him such a feeling.
He couldn't help but be fascinated.
"I want to get her!" After returning to the inn, he said solemnly to Shan Hu.
Shan Hu was not surprised: "Getting the daughter of Phoenix is one of the tasks that the king gave to the eldest prince. Why do you have to emphasize it again?"
"It was a mission before, but now it's a wish." Mu Yuan said.
Shan Hu: “…”
Could a man like the eldest prince ever be moved by a woman
It seems that heroes really can't resist the temptation of beautiful women.
The two talked for a while, then Shan Hu went out to ask his men to prepare dinner, and then he left the inn.
After Mu Yuan finished his meal, it was already dark. Shan Hu came back from outside and said to him, "Zhao Jingyu has returned to the Marquis' Mansion."
Mu Yuan pushed the bowl aside, stood up and said, "Let's go and see my good cousin."
As the two of them walked to the door, they heard the guard at the door shout, "Who is it?"
"Your grandpa!" said another voice, followed by a "bang" and the door was kicked open.
Fortunately, the two of them reacted quickly and stepped back in time, otherwise their faces would have been bruised.
"Who the hell is that..." Mu Yuan opened his mouth to curse, but when he saw the handsome man in red clothes outside the door, and two rows of guards neatly lined up behind him, he quickly swallowed the curse words and walked over to him with a big laugh, "Hahahaha, who the hell is that? It turns out to be my cousin. Come in quickly..."
As he was speaking, he walked up to Zhao Jingyu and was about to pat his shoulder when Zhao Jingyu suddenly responded with lightning speed and grabbed his neck.
Shan Hu and the guards were caught off guard. When Mu Yuan was strangled by the neck, it was too late for them to move forward. The guards brought by Zhao Jingyu were staring at them hungrily. If they moved, there would be a bloody battle.
Mu Yuan's face was flushed from being pinched, his tongue almost stuck out, he said with a choking sound: "Cousin, cousin, what are you doing..."
Zhao Jingyu's fingers tightened a little more, and his voice was as cold as ice: "I said, if you dare to disrespect the Crown Princess again, I will make you go back home sideways."
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding... Let go first, let go and listen to me..." Mu Yuan struggled to pry his hand away.
Mu Yuan is almost as tall as Zhao Jingyu, but he is much stronger than Zhao Jingyu. Logically, he should be able to pry Zhao Jingyu's hands open easily. However, he used all his strength and couldn't even move a single finger of Zhao Jingyu.
Mu Yuan was not very scared at first, but now he began to feel frightened. His cousin looked like a spoiled young man, but he didn't expect that his skills were so profound. Looking at his posture, it seemed that he was really going to strangle his neck.
This won't do. His mission hasn't been completed yet. It would be too cowardly to die like this.
"Cousin, I have some of my seventh aunt's relics to give you..." he said with difficulty.
Zhao Jingyu was startled when he heard this, and loosened the strength in his hands a little.
Shan Hu quickly took the opportunity to step forward and rescue Mu Yuan from him.
"What relic?" Zhao Jingyu withdrew his hand and said coldly.
Mu Yuan panted heavily for a while before he caught his breath. He stroked his neck and said, "Sit down first. I'll get it for you."
Zhao Jingyu stood still and watched him enter the inner room indifferently.
After a while, Mu Yuan came out from the inner room with a brocade box in his hand.
"These are the items that my seventh aunt used before. Before I came here, several aunts asked me to pass them on to you." He said, "Come in and sit down. I will talk to you about them one by one."
Zhao Jingyu's brows moved slightly, and finally he couldn't resist the longing for his mother and stepped into the house.
Shan Hu pulled a chair for him and offered him a seat: "Your Highness, please take a seat."
Zhao Jingyu glanced at him, lifted his clothes and sat down.
Mu Yuan sat down opposite him, placed the brocade box on the table between them, and opened it carefully.
Zhao Jingyu's face remained expressionless, his eyes fixed on it.
"They are all old things." Mu Yuan said, picking up a faded plum blossom hairpin and handing it to Zhao Jingyu. "The aunts said that this was the favorite hair accessory of Seventh Aunt, but because it was a birthday gift from Grandfather, she didn't take it with her when she left."
Zhao Jingyu took the hairpin, looked at it carefully, and said nothing.
Mu Yuan picked up another piece of woven cotton: "This is half of what Seventh Aunt wove. She didn't take it with her when she left. She is the most skillful among the seven sisters."
Zhao Jingyu took it and spread it on the table. The colorful patterns were indeed the characteristics of the Mobei grassland.
Mu Yuan took out a few more things and showed them to him. His expression gradually softened and tears gradually appeared in his eyes.
Mu Yuan looked at him stealthily and asked tentatively, "Did Seventh Aunt leave anything for you, cousin?"
The moisture in Zhao Jingyu's eyes evaporated instantly, and he said lightly: "What do you mean?"
"Anything, such as gold and silver jewelry, letters and contracts, or objects representing the royal identity of Yu Ze. I just asked casually." Mu Yuan said.
Zhao Jingyu showed an understanding expression: "So you want to use these old things to trick me?"
Mu Yuan's heart skipped a beat and he quickly denied it: "No, no, I was just asking casually."
Zhao Jingyu twitched the corners of his lips slightly, without making any comment.
Mu Yuan quickly turned the topic back and continued to introduce those old things to him. After the introduction, he put the things back into the brocade box and said sincerely: "These things have always been kept by several aunts, but the aunts are old and will leave one day. Cousin is the only blood of the seventh aunt, and it is best for you to give these things to you."
Although Zhao Jingyu was moved, his words were still distant: "I am very grateful that the eldest prince has come a long way to bring these things to me, but this does not mean that I accept this relationship as my own. I will take the things away and send you a thank-you gift later. I will not owe you a favor."
After saying this, he was about to leave with the brocade box.
"Wait!" Mu Yuan raised his hand and pressed on the lid of the box. "My cousin's attitude is really disappointing. If you don't want to recognize us, I won't force you. If you must give me a thank-you gift, can you let me choose one myself?"
"What do you want?" Zhao Jingyu asked.
Mu Yuan was a little nervous, and subconsciously looked at Shan Hu, and then said: "Red Clothes Order."
Red Dress Order
Zhao Jingyu frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.
Mu Yuan looked at his expression and thought that he was unwilling to give it, so he said, "You are now the crown prince of the Great Zhou, and you will become the emperor who commands the world in the future. It is useless for you to keep that thing. Why don't you return it to us!"
"What is that thing? I have never seen it before." Zhao Jingyu said.
"How is that possible?" Mu Yuan and Shan Hu exchanged glances again. "Seventh Aunt can't possibly not leave such an important thing to you. If you don't want to give it to me, you can just say so. There's no need to lie to me."
"How important is it, what does it do, and what does it look like?" Zhao Jingyu asked.
Mu Yuan wasn't sure whether he really didn't know or was just pretending, so he hesitated and didn't tell him.
"I haven't seen it either. I was entrusted by my father before I came here, but my father didn't tell me what the thing was for. He only said that it belonged to our Yuze country and he didn't want it to be lost outside."
"I see." Zhao Jingyu nodded. "I'm sorry, I really don't know what the Red Dress Order is. My mother never mentioned it before she died, so I can't help you. I will give you something else as a thank you gift."
He forcefully snatched the brocade box from Mu Yuan's hand, held it in his arms and walked out.
"You can't leave!" Mu Yuan shouted anxiously, and his guards immediately stepped forward with their hands on their swords to stop him.
Seeing this, Zhao Jingyu's guards also drew their swords.
Shan Hu saw that the situation was not good and rushed forward to protect Mu Yuan.
Wei Jun suddenly appeared like a ghost from nowhere and stood side by side with Zhao Jingyu.
Zhao Jingyu paused, turned around and looked at Mu Yuan with contempt: "Do you want to see who is stronger?"
The atmosphere was frozen and Mu Yuan didn't speak for a long time.
After a while, he said, "Your Highness, please take care."
"Hmph!" Zhao Jingyu sneered, and left with Wei Jun and the team.
Not long after walking, I heard a loud noise in the house, and Mu Yuan roared, "Why are you enduring this? You've already endured his woman's anger, and now you have to endure his anger. The couple teamed up to bully me. Do you really think I'm made of mud?"
Zhao Jingyu didn't know what had touched his nerves, he burst out laughing, and his shoulders were shaking with laughter.
Wei Jun: “…”
Aren't you just a couple? Is it necessary to laugh like that
The manager of the posthouse was waiting at the arched door leading to the lobby. When he saw Zhao Jingyu coming out, he hurriedly bowed and went to greet him.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince is coming back?" he asked cautiously.
Zhao Jingyu stopped laughing and said "hmm" nonchalantly. As he walked out, he ordered, "Go and see what was smashed later, and ask him for ten times the price. Just say it was me who said that."
(End of this chapter)