After they left, Tian Guihua beckoned Qin Chuang to go eat some more.

"Aunty Fu, I...I'm not hungry!"

"How could you not be hungry? You only ate that little bit. Even a cat wouldn't be full, let alone a group of your size. Go eat, it's still warm in the pot."

Qin Chuang's heart was touched. Fu Jiu Jiu gave him stability, and the Fu family gave him a sense of home.

"Well, okay."

"Go ahead, this child. Princess Mingyue seems to be a straightforward person. Don't be shy, eat as you please, she won't mind."

"I understand," Qin Chuang replied, not taking two steps before turning back to look at Tian Guihua who stood there smiling kindly.

Her face slowly merged with that of her mother, a memory now hazy and indistinct.

"Go on, if it gets cold add more firewood yourself. You can't eat cold food, you'll get a stomachache."

"Good," Qin Chuang said.

His heart was warmed once again.

……

On the long street, red skirts fly, white horses gallop.

"Fu Qijin, hurry up! Why are you so slow!" Athu replied, turning his head back with a pure smile that wasn't tainted by any dust.

“Here!” Fu Qijin’s voice was clean, refreshing, and calm.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you." Athus's voice mingled with the wind and entered Fu Qijin's ears, his heart seemed to be gently scratched.

In the shadows, a pair of eyes took in everything. Turning, they walked towards Tang Yang's mansion.

At the flower shop's entrance, Fu Sijin and Fu Jiujiu's carriage arrived slowly. As soon as the siblings got off the carriage, they heard the joyful laughter of boys and girls.

"Fu Qijin, you are truly amazing. These flowers are so beautiful, I think they are even more beautiful than the flowers in the palace."

Fu Qiujin's face flushed, this seemed to be the first time she praised herself.

"This is all taken care of by my fourth brother and Chirp. I just come over to lend a hand." Fu Qiujin said truthfully.

"That's amazing, Fourth Brother is also amazing."

Artus, in a scarlet gown, was dazzling against the backdrop of verdant foliage. When she entered, Fu Qiujin felt that all the flowers in the room paled in comparison to her beauty.

"Princess, have you chosen which pot to give to the grandmother?" Fu Jiujiao asked after entering.

Artu shrugged, "This one is nice, and that one is nice too. Little bird, you decide which one."

Fujujijiu first found a pot that was the same as the one Empress Dowager had, and then another one of her own newly cultivated varieties. "How is it?"

"Good!" Athos said, looking at her. "To be frank, I don't recognize any of these flowers, so you made the best choice."

"Four Golden Brother, I'll take these two pots. Please don't sell them to anyone else! Namu!"

"Yes, princess," Namu pulled out silver.

"It's no use, have it." Fu Qiujin said.

Fu Sijin glanced at the little dumpling. He hadn't intended to take the princess's money anyway, they could just cultivate more. "Well, since Qijin said he was giving it to the princess, then... I won't charge."

"Yeah, listen to my seventh brother." Fu Jiujiao also chimed in excitedly.

"Really? That's great." Athos smiled without opening his eyes, "Thank you, Seven-Golds."

"Is anyone there?"

Amidst the cheers, a voice out of place rang out.

Fù Jiūjiū frowned.

Some people really are asking for it.

"Would you like to buy some flowers, Miss?" Fu Si Jin asked politely.

When Attu Xiu saw the newcomer's face, she leaned closer to Fu Jiu Jiu. She was the most honorable princess of Beimo, but this honor seemed to be crushed by this woman's casual presence in Li Chao.

She doesn't want to see this woman for now.

But this woman just wouldn't let him off the hook.

"Quite a coincidence, the princess and the county lord are here too," Yan Yu said with a hint of triumph in her eyes, which could be considered provocative.

"Miss Yan, I own a flower shop! Why can't I be here?" the little dumpling said in a fierce but cute voice.

Yan Yu at this moment is merely pretending to be a victor. The reason she came here was to make Atus completely give up on Tang Yang.

“I’ll pick out a few flower pots for the Fifth Prince,” she said, covering her mouth with her hand and lowering her head shyly. “Princess, do you have any recommendations?”

"Today's flowers are not suitable for the Fifth Prince. Perhaps Miss Yan could come another day," Fu Jiujiu raised an eyebrow.

Fu Sijin observed the expressions of his two companions, realizing they didn't like Miss Yan. "Miss, it's like this, today our flower shop needs to clean up internally and won't be open to the public."

Fu Jiujiu shot Fu Sijin a look of admiration. Brother Four really understood her.

Yan Yu's smile stiffened slightly, "I came all this way, it wouldn't be right for me to return empty-handed, would it?"

"I'm so sorry, Miss Yan. We aren't selling flowers today. The princess wanted to come have a look, so we opened up the shop just for her. So, goodbye!" Fu JiuJiu said.

Atushi was also encouraged, she wasn't afraid of Yanyu originally, she just had some inferiority complex. “That’s right, not entertaining guests, Miss Yan came at the wrong time.”

Yan Yu never expected the Fu family to just abandon their business and even issue a ban on her.

It doesn't matter whether you buy flowers or not, but you can't lose face.

"Oh, a rat!"

Fu Jiaojiao suddenly pointed at Yan Yu's feet and said.

"A rat? Where? Where? Ah... quickly, get it away!" Yan Yu looked at the rat on her instep and was terrified. The maid beside her immediately reached out with her hand to swat at it.

The master and servant were both flustered, and in their haste, they accidentally broke two flower pots.

"Oh! My flowers, these are for Grandmother Empress. It's finished, it's all over."

Atu Xiu was puzzled, weren't the two pots behind her what were meant for Grandma Empress?

How did it become these two pots again?

Although she didn't understand, she remembered Wang Sao's advice to observe more and speak less, and to think before acting.

Ms. Yan, don't be afraid, I'll help you get rid of the mouse.

"Come on!" Yan Yu yelled impatiently, ignoring her decorum. She couldn't understand why the mouse wouldn't run to any other place and instead kept circling around her feet.

Fu Jiujiu held a broom and pretended to strike twice. The rat didn't get hit at all, but Yan Yu was solidly whacked a few times by the broom.

"You... you're hitting the rat!" Yan Yu shouted angrily.

"I hit you, don't move! Look, I missed, didn't I? Ms. Yan, why did you have to walk under my broom? Are you trying to get beaten?"

"You..." Yan Yu jumped around like a monkey, shouting at the maidservant, "Are you dead? Hurry up and help me!"

Even the maidservant was puzzled, could this mouse be a spirit?

How is she just wandering around the young mistress's side?

After a while, Yan Yu got tired from jumping around, Fu Jiujiu also yawned, and even the mice got tired of playing and scurried back into their hole.

Yanyu gasped for breath, her eyes reddened with grievance. Her hands and face were covered with welts from Fu Jiujiu's broom. "You...you..."

Fu Jiujiu blinked her big eyes, "Miss Yan, you don't have to thank me. Just give me back the two pots of flowers you gave to Imperial Grandmother."

I had an urgent matter yesterday and couldn't update. I don't have an author number, so I can't notify anyone.

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