Chapter 443 Telling A Joke to the Crown Prince

Ji Xun wanted to prepare for the grand ceremony of his ascension, and Su Mianyue's days in the palace became boring. These things were arranged by six or nine ministers, and Su Mianyue was not a courtier or Ji Xun's legal wife. Besides helping ji xun deal with some things in the dark, he was watching the people coming and going.

Su Mianyue, who had originally wanted to leave the palace, was stopped by Ji Xun because there was still a Hong Yanran in the palace who could not be sent away. Ji Xun did not want to deal with this woman in his daily tiredness, so Su Mianyue had to agree.

"Young lady, Miss Hong sent a messenger to prepare a gift for the crown prince," Eunuch Qing reported.

"Just accept the gift. Your highness is not free to see her now." Su Mianyue said carelessly, cut off an extra branch and asked, "Do you know what gift it is?"

"I heard it was a purse embroidered by Miss Hong himself." Eunuch Qing lowered his voice and looked up at Su Mianyue secretly. It didn't seem to be something that could be collected casually.

Su Mianyue was stunned, then smiled and said, "Then tell Miss Hong that this gift will be given by his highness when he has time to see her. There is no way to help her pass it on."

Eunuch Qing heaved a sigh of relief. Just now, thinking of how to remind him, he said hurriedly, "Then the servant will reply right away."

"You don't have to ask the butler yourself about this in the future. Just send an apprentice over. Whatever Miss Hong has sent you will be answered with this sentence. There can't be any accidents before the inauguration ceremony, understand?" Su Mianyue asked casually, looking at the potted plants in front of her but not knowing how to cut them. She really had no talent as a gardener.

"Save me the trouble, miss xie." Eunuch Qing quickly bowed and replied, looking like he had been taught.

"Come on, what else are you pretending to be in front of me? Everyone knows this. Even if your crown prince knows it, he will laugh it off. You can also tell it to him as a joke." Su Mianyue put down the scissors and said again.

He quickly handed Su Mianyue a clean handkerchief to wipe his hands. Eunuch Qing shook his head and said, "A slave is not a talkative person. Your highness, the crown prince, has no time to listen to such gossip."

"I told you to be a joke for your highness the crown prince. Do you want me to teach you this?" Su Mianyue smiled, wiped his hands and handed the handkerchief to Eunuch Qing before he said, "The tea from the Imperial Household Department yesterday is not counted. You can bring some back to drink later. I know how you like it. You don't have to save me."

"Thank you very much, servant." Eunuch Qing saluted Su Mianyue with a smile. Before he left, he said, "Your highness has been too busy recently. You can relax a little by listening to some jokes occasionally. How about the servant send some ginseng soup to your highness later?"

"Your highness the crown prince is at a strong age. How can you make up for it like this? Just send some soup and pastries with light fire. Your highness likes light tastes," Su Mianyue said with a light smile.

"The girl knows the crown prince best, and the servant is gone," Eunuch Qing said with a bow.

Su Mianyue only nodded to eunuch qing, then waved Eunuch Qing down, looking at the scenery in the courtyard for a while.

This was the most common palace that Su Mianyue had ever lived in, but there was a man here who could make her feel at ease, so she had forgotten for so long that this was the palace she hated the most. She thought it was home, but the palace was the palace, and she could never get rid of the shadow of history.

Ji Xun had not yet ascended the throne and there were no concubines in the harem, but she had to deal with these noble women who recommended themselves as pillows. Could she not escape such a whirlpool in her life?

Frowning slightly, Su Mianyue shook her head and put her worries aside. She should not be feeling it now, but standing firmly beside Ji Xun, as his warmest and most relaxed harbor.

In Fangfei Court, after hearing what the eunuch told him to say, Hong Yanran asked Hongxiu to give him a reward. After someone left, he angrily raised his teacup and was about to fall. Hongxiu quickly went to catch it.

"Don't you dare disrespect me!" Hong Yanran said coquettishly.

"I dare not. Please calm down, miss." Hongxiu knelt on the ground in grievance and said with a look of panic, "Miss, this is the palace. All the palace people outside are sent by that woman. Miss can't act as if she were at home."

Glaring at Hongxiu, Hong Yanran gripped the armrest of the chair with all his might, wishing that it was Su Mianyue's slender neck, and said coldly, "One day I will make that bitch regret it, but if it was used by others, I would dare to think of brother xun. It's damn!"

Hongxiu lowered her head and did not dare to make a sound. Now she would suffer from physical pain if she said another word. This young lady of her own had only given birth to a pleasant face, and her mind was definitely dark.

After the anger subsided, Hong Yanran looked at Hongxiu. Seeing her humble face with her head down, a look of disdain flashed in her eyes and asked, "Is there any good news from Uncle Hong?"

"Uncle Hong asked the servant to tell miss that Yuan Zijing had already sent someone to contact the assassin. As long as Su Mianyue left the palace, he would definitely take action..." Hongxiu opened her mouth and decided to swallow the last sentence. Hong bo dared to tell Hong Yanran not to do anything else. It was because Uncle Hong had a special status in the Hong Family, but she said she was looking for death.

Fortunately, Hongxiu lowered her head and Hong Yanran could not see her expression.

"Very well, I hope this killer doesn't disappoint me." Hong Yanran curled his lips and said with a sneer, "Su Mianyue, I didn't expect you to have offended so many people not long after you arrived in Yan Capital. A useless Yuan Zijing would be your death charm. You must not have thought of that, right?"

Hongxiu hesitated for a moment and said boldly, "Uncle Hong still has a message for the servant to tell miss that there is something wrong with the Prime Minister Zuo clan. If miss is really pleased with the crown prince, then don't go out with Yuan Zijing."

Hong Yanran grunted impatiently. There was no need for her to see Yuan Zijing again. Whether Su Mianyue was going to die or not, Yuan Zijing had to die.

Hongxiu let go of the handrail and gave Hong Yanran a hand. Hong Yanran whispered, "Tell Uncle Hong that when the assassin takes action, let him go and crack Yuan Zijing. This person can't be kept. She's a poisonous snake that can bite people."

"But Yuan Zijing rarely leaves the mansion. How can hong bo enter yuan mansion?" Hongxiu asked in puzzlement.

"This is Uncle Hong's business. Do I need you to keep your mouth shut?" Hong Yanran's eyes turned cold.

"Yes, I understand." Hongxiu quickly lowered his head again, not daring to speak to Hong Yanran, so he could only retreat quietly.

She took out her purse, which she had always carried with her, and embroidered it with lotus. The stitches were as fine as real lotus blossoms, but unfortunately they could not be sent out.

Hong Yanran rubbed his fingertips against the xun word at the corner and muttered to himself, "Brother Xun, do you know how hard Yanran worked to embroider this purse? Since you rescued him from the water that year, Yanran has promised in his heart. Brother xun, when will you see Yanran's sincerity?"

Closing her eyes, Hong Yanran quietly rubbed the words xun, but what came to mind was Ji Xun's appearance, which she could not erase in her heart for the rest of her life.

But what was she supposed to do to make Ji Xun notice her presence and treat her, Hong Yanran, as a woman, not as a little junior sister?