Chapter 22 Princess Hanyang

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Sun Mao was waiting for Lan Yin and Cui Yuanzao outside Chunming Gate. In order to avoid suspicion, Lan Yin escorted Guo Jiao back to Guo Mansion, while Cui Yuanzao and Sun Mao rented another horse and returned to Dali Temple to resume their lives.

Cui Yuanzao's calculation was just right. When approaching Guo Mansion, Guo Jiao had a tendency to wake up and come back.

"Ah! It hurts me so much!" Guo Jiao suddenly opened her eyes, covered the back of her head when she woke up, and shouted, "Did you hit me on purpose?"

Lan Yin was speechless, holding Guo Jiao's waist with one hand and driving the horse forward with the other, "I should have let them smash you to death."

Guo Jiao seemed to remember what happened before she fell into coma, and hesitated: "You saved me alone? Huh, don't think that I will be grateful to you just because you saved me. Cui Lang is the man of my dreams, should I snatch him away?" To be robbed.”

Lan Yin really didn't understand Mrs. Guo's unique thinking. In order to avoid causing unnecessary complications, Lan Yin simply stopped mentioning that Cui Yuanzao had participated in the rescue.

"I'll just send you here. You can go in by yourself." Lan Yin didn't want to get too involved with Guo Jiao.

"No, it seems like I have taken advantage of you. I, Guo Jiao, have a clear sense of grudges and never take advantage of others. If you follow me in, I will give you whatever gold, silver and jewelry you want."

"I don't want it." Lan Yin had a fierce inner struggle.

According to her original personality, Qian Guan would allow her to escort Lu Qian. Now, how could she not give up the gold and silver jewelry that she had obtained so effortlessly? But the bloody lessons learned before her eyes alerted her.

Just as Lan Yin and Guo Jiao were arguing back and forth, a soft sedan stopped in front of them, and a slender and well-jointed hand opened the gauze curtain, "Gillian, what are you kidding about again?", majestic A slightly aged female voice came from inside the sedan.

Lan Yin looked into the sedan, but the light outside was bright, but the inside of the sedan was dark. She didn't see anything, but the people inside could see it clearly.

"Why did grandma come back from outside at this time?"

Nowadays, the morning drum only beats a few hundred times. Normally, my grandmother should still be sleeping peacefully in the back hall. How could she appear here? Did he go out to find himself?

Guo Jiao was so moved that she wanted to climb onto the soft sedan chair and drown herself next to her grandmother, but was stopped by the princess' family order, "The eldest princess just came back from the palace and feels quite tired. Madam, it's better not to disturb the princess."

Only then did Lan Yin realize that the person sitting in the sedan chair was actually the eldest princess of Hanyang, the aunt of the current Holy Emperor.

"Isn't grandma looking for me? Wow, no wonder, no wonder, no one looked for me after I disappeared all night? I'm so pitiful."

Guo Jiao saw that the front door of Guo Mansion was peaceful, and her grandmother came from the palace, and no one cared about her. She suddenly felt sad and burst into tears.

"Don't cry."

The cold tone made Guo Jiao choke, and she suddenly couldn't breathe. She couldn't show off any more, so she could only be dragged behind her by the family order with her head drooping.

"Who is this lady?" Princess Hanyang looked at Lan Yin and asked.

"She is Cui Lang's fiancée, the one named Yang Rong." Guo Jiao muttered.

Princess Hanyang glared at Guo Jiao, "Are you looking for trouble again?"

"Where is it? I..."

At first, Guo Jiao was indeed looking for trouble, but she didn't want to admit it, so she could only find some excuses and reluctantly said: "You all don't care about me, she saved me."

After speaking, Guo Jiao started crying again.

Lan Yin's sharp eyes saw that Guo Jiao was not really crying. She was just afraid of being criticized by the elders in the family, so she simply complained first.

At this moment, she was hiding behind the brocade handkerchief, grinning at her.

Lan Yin suddenly envied Guo Jiao. If her mother-in-law were still there, would she be able to live such a lively and carefree life?

Princess Hanyang did not pay attention to Guo Jiao, but said to Lan Yin gently: "Mrs. Yang, why don't you go to the house to explain that Gillian was not sensible last time and offended Mrs. Cui and you. I wanted to go to the house to apologize to Mrs. Cui. , but I was so busy with chores that I couldn’t leave for a while, and I happened to be free today, I wonder if Madam Yang can give me some noodles?”

The princess had said so, so Lan Yin couldn't resist, so she had no choice but to follow her into the Guo Mansion.

The Guo Mansion is larger than the Cui Mansion. After passing through winding verandahs and crossing several courtyards, you slowly enter a unique courtyard.

"After I connected the Princess Mansion and Guo Mansion, I moved in here. Madam Yang, can you see if it's okay?"

Princess Hanyang stepped out of the sedan chair, and Lan Yin could finally see her true face.

The princess is dressed in a sky blue brocade dress with smoky purple embroidery. She has tall black hair and six gold hairpins. She has a graceful and luxurious temperament. She doesn't look like a granddaughter like Guo Jiao at all. She must have been well cared for.

"Ms. Yang, before you eat the morning meal, try this golden milk cake. It was made by the cook I brought from the palace."

Princess Hanyang asked Lan Yin to sit down and went to change clothes behind the screen.

The screen is made of twelve agarwood floor-to-ceiling screens, carved with twelve flower gods, which is extremely luxurious.

The maid served a honey-colored porcelain tea cup, with golden cheese inside, glowing with luster.

Lan Yin knelt down and sat behind the desk, feeling quite uncomfortable.

"Why don't you eat?" Guo Jiao sat opposite Lan Yin and had already eaten. She had not eaten for a day and felt that she could eat several plates.

Lan Yin glanced at Guo Jiao. Now she felt that it was easier to interact with Madam Guo. The princess was always attentive, but she always felt uncomfortable.

"I have just learned the cause and effect. Gillian is not sensible. Please save her. I wonder how Madam Yang saved Gillian by herself?" The princess finished changing her clothes, turned around from behind the screen, and faced Lan Yin gently. road.

It must have been just a short period of time that she had already figured out the cause and effect.

"Grandma, you don't know. Yang Rong can fly and can kill a cow with one kick. She is similar to that Nie Yinniang." Guo Jiao said while eating.

Lan Yin blushed at what she said. If the master knew that his magical power was said to be able to kick a cow, he would probably be so angry that he would kick her to death.

"Oh? As far as I know, Yang Shun successively served as Yangzhong County Lieutenant, Yangzhou Sima, and Luzhou Governor. When did you become a famous teacher?" Princess Hanyang sat upright and whispered softly.

However, this voice was like a heavy weight of gold falling on Lan Yin's head. She could easily fool Guo Jiao, but how could she fool the princess? Sweat dripped from Lan Yin's forehead unconsciously.

"When I was playing outside when I was young, I met an old nun who saw that I was quite talented. He would come over and teach me a few tricks from time to time. How could it be as magical as Mrs. Guo said?" Lan Yin polished Nie Yinniang's experience and stumbled. road.

Princess Hanyang did not comment, but said gently: "It is indeed an adventure!"

Lan Yin's heart calmed down a little, and she was about to take a sip of mutton soup when she heard Princess Hanyang say: "Ms. Yang saved Gillian this time. Our Guo Mansion must thank you, but I still have a grievance." I hope Madam Yang can agree to your request."

Lan Yin looked up at Princess Hanyang. Her face was still gentle and polite, but for some reason, Lan Yin felt that her smile was quite meaningful.