Qingfeng's eyes did not even fall on these two people, "Only the future princess can get on the prince's carriage, and not just any cat or dog can ride on our prince's carriage!"
"you!"
At that time, An Ruowan had already boarded the carriage and looked down at the people under the carriage, "Mother, you'd better take your precious daughter and sit in the Prime Minister's carriage."
Finally, she finished her sentence and turned around and entered the carriage, "You don't feel ashamed either."
When these words reached Meng Zhiyi's ears, she was really angry, but there was nothing she could do about it!
An Zhining bit her lip. Now that she was humiliated like this, she would never let An Ruowan go!
Her vicious eyes looked through the carriage, trying to pierce the people inside!
An Ruowan, you won't be proud for long, we'll see!
In the carriage, Cai Huan looked a little panicked after experiencing the incident just now.
"Miss, this slave is still afraid..."
An Ruowan calmly ate the pastries prepared on the carriage, "What are you afraid of?"
Caihuan nervously grabbed the handkerchief, "If the second young lady really wants to harm you at the banquet, with so many people present... I am afraid..."
"I'm afraid of your reputation, Miss..."
An Ruowan smiled and said nonchalantly, "On the day of the wedding, I stopped the prince's carriage and said that I wanted to marry someone else. There had been a lot of talk outside. How could my original reputation be good?"
The carriage arrived outside the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion. There were many carriages and sedan chairs coming to celebrate the birthday, and it was a bustling place.
An Ruowan got off the carriage and immediately saw the man in the wheelchair, "Your Majesty!"
Gu Beichen wore a white brocade robe with green bamboo leaves embroidered on the hem, and a white jade crown in his bun.
He looked more like a refined scholar than a general fighting on the battlefield.
"Yes." Gu Beichen responded calmly: "Go in."
An Ruowan took the initiative to push Gu Beichen's wheelchair towards the gate of Zhenguo Duke's Mansion.
It wasn't until the crowd's voice became quieter that An Ruowan said hesitantly, "Your Majesty, that day..."
When the words came to her lips, An Ruowan felt that this was not a big deal, "It's okay..."
"I know what you want to say, don't worry, everything will resolve itself."
Although she didn't understand what Gu Beichen meant, An Ruowan still hummed and pushed him into the garden.
The garden of the Duke's Mansion was very lively today. The banquet of the Duke's family and friends was already full, and many ministers from the DPRK and the Central Government also came one after another to celebrate the old lady's birthday.
"Cousin Wan'er!"
Song Li was wearing a goose-yellow skirt today, and her complexion was rosier than usual. She was extremely happy to see An Ruowan, "You're here..."
When she arrived, she saw Gu Beichen sitting in a wheelchair being pushed by An Ruowan, and she quickly saluted, "I have met His Highness Prince Rong."
Gu Beichen didn't like the crowd. He raised his eyes and said to An Ruowan, "You can go with your cousin first. I don't need you to take care of me here."
After receiving Gu Beichen's "pardon", An Ruowan immediately stood next to Song Li, "Then I will go with my cousin to visit my grandmother. Your Majesty..."
"Don't worry, Miss An."
Qingfeng took a step forward and said, "The prince is under the care of his subordinates."
"Well, if anything happens to Prince Qingfeng, come find me immediately."
"yes."
Song Li held An Ruowan's hand and walked through the garden to the back house, "Prince Rong seems to be very interested in you, so I'm relieved. Someone is protecting you, so you won't be asked to stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion." It’s such a hard time.”
"Everything is fine with me." An Ruowan looked at Song Li, "I think your health is getting better, and you don't have a bad cough now."
"With the medicine you gave me, everything will be fine." Song Li looked at An Ruowan with an unstoppable smile, "I only cough occasionally now, and my health is much better than before."
"Cousin Wan'er! Cousin Li'er!"
Before they reached the backyard, the two of them were blocked by Song Xunchuan who was walking to the front yard.
Song Xunchuan was accompanied by two men. An Ruowan seemed familiar to them, but couldn't remember where he had seen them before.
The younger man ran to Song Li and smiled at them with a few white teeth, "Sister, you're feeling well, let's go play polo in two days?"
"Sister Wan'er, let's go together!" The boy stuck his head out and smiled flatteringly at An Ruowan.
Song Xunchuan laughed and scolded, "Your sister is in good health, you have to slow down and do the hard work!"
Song Li took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat from Song Zeyu's forehead, turned to An Ruowan and smiled: "Cousin, don't be offended. My younger brother has only reached the age when his hair is tied up, and he is keen on playing around."
"Yes, my second uncle asked him to go to school, but he was stumped."
Song Xunchuan stood by and revealed Song Zeyu's background, "He begged me to take him to the military camp early in the morning."
"Brother!!" Song Zeyu was thin-skinned and turned around and chased Song Xunchuan.
There were some taciturn people in the distance, but An Ruowan recognized them now. She had probably only met this cousin two or three times in her previous life.
Every time they met, her cousin had a straight face, was taciturn and really didn't like to talk.
But she knew that in his previous life, Song Yuan fought tooth and nail to protect the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion and fought his way out. Unfortunately, he believed An Zhining's words and brought his people back to surrender, only to be killed!
For the sake of glory, the prime minister's relatives can be pushed out as stepping stones. It is really harmful!
An Ruowan's eyes darkened. The whole family had been tied up together. Don't even think about harming her grandfather's family in the slightest!
"Cousin Wan'er." Song Xunchuan put his arm around Song Yuan's shoulders and said to her, "This is your uncle's eldest son, Song Yuan. You haven't met him yet, right? He just came back from the border with me a few days ago."
An Ruowan bent her eyes and smiled at the person in front of her, "Wan'er has met my little cousin."
…
The person opposite didn't react at all. Song Xunchuan raised his arm and gave him an elbow, "Are you mute? This is your cousin. Didn't I tell you about it when we were at the border?"
Song Yuan thought of the letter An Zhining wrote to him a few days ago, and felt inexplicably unhappy with An Ruowan, "She is not my cousin, Zhining is."
As soon as these words came out, there was silence for a moment.
Song Xunchuan's face, which was always jovial, darkened, "My cousin Wan'er was originally forced to be replaced by An Zhining's mother, so she suffered a lot in the countryside! She is our direct cousin!"
Song Li's originally gentle expression softened because of Song Yuan's words, "A Yuan, you are really going to hurt cousin Wan'er's heart by saying this."
"It's out of the way."
An Ruowan suddenly smiled and said, "After all, my little cousin and I have never met before. I only regard Sister Li'er as my cousin and Brother Xunchuan as my cousin."
Song Yuan felt awkward hearing these words, but he couldn't speak again.
Song Zeyu was a very clever person. He stuck his head at the side and said, "And me, I am cousin Wan'er's cousin!"
