In fact, Yang Yuhuan was not hungry at this time, she just hadn't shopped enough and didn't want to go home.

"Miss Yang Si, hurry up inside, please!"

As soon as he entered the gate of the teahouse, the shopkeeper inside greeted him warmly.

Without Yang Yuhuan's squeak, the maid next to him said softly: "Come to a private room, our young lady wants to drink some tea and eat some snacks."

"Okay! Distinguished guests, please follow me up to the second floor. The shopkeeper greeted him politely.

Yang Yuhuan looked at the surrounding environment curiously, there were more than a dozen tables of eight immortals on the first floor, which were bustling with all kinds of diners, and there was a storyteller in front of the lobby, who was foaming at the mouth and telling the story of the widow next door hooking up with the boy on the front street.

Sitting down on the second floor, Yang Yuhuan picked up the young lady's shelf and asked, "Little Er, what are your best dishes here?"

The shopkeeper looked Yang Yuhuan up and down, smiled slightly and said, "Hasn't Miss always liked to eat our golden silk cakes here?-------

"You can answer whatever Miss asks you, what are you going to do?" The maid next to her scolded angrily.

The shopkeeper was scolded by the maid and took a step back, thinking secretly in his heart: "It seems that it is true that the fourth lady of the Yang family has amnesia on the street."

Seeing the shopkeeper's thoughts, I said in Yang Yuhuan's mind: "Yuhuan, you should talk less on the street, look more at how the people around you talk and do things, and try to let the maids and servants come forward if there is anything."

My words shocked Yang Yuhuan's heart, his eyes narrowed slightly, he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, and asked me in his heart: "Nianqing, where are you?" How did you see me?"

"You are my Yuanying, you are me, I am you, I can see your every move, and I can also sense the changes in your mentality."

Yang Yuhuan sighed in his heart: "It seems that I still don't have absolute freedom."

"When you were in my dantian before, couldn't you see what I did? Everyone is with each other. I said.

"But when I was in your dantian, I just watched, I didn't interject anything, I didn't tell you what to do and what not to do." Yang Yuhuan protested.

"Okay then, I'll just look at it and don't talk about it in the future, right?" I made a concession.

I closed my mouth, Yang Yuhuan was not in a hurry to eat, but leaned on the railing of the teahouse and looked down from the railing, looking at the pedestrians coming and going on the street with relish.

"Miss, come and have some tea, it's too windy at the railing, don't be alarmed." A maid leaned over and greeted her.

"You eat first, I'll see." Yang Yuhuan looked at the fresh lives downstairs with great interest, fantasizing about what he would do if it were them.

Just then she noticed the handsome man in a royal blue robe she had just met at the mouth of the alley, who was standing in front of an antique shop and talking to someone else.

"Who is this man? Just looked at me as if he knew me. Yang Yuhuan thought secretly.

As if he felt something, the man at the door of the store looked in the direction of Yang Yuhuan and saw that Yang Yuhuan was tilting his head slightly, looking at him with a coquettish and innocent look. He lowered his head in a panic, said a few words to the person next to him, and pulled the person to leave in a hurry.

"Can't I be a tiger, why does he see me like a great enemy?" Yuhuan muttered to herself.

"Could he have something to do with King Shou? Or maybe an acquaintance of Yang Yuhuan did something sorry for Yang Yuhuan before. I couldn't help but chime in.

Yuhuan thought about her thoughts, and didn't bother with me about my casual interjection, she thought for a while and said, "Maybe, I'll go back and ask my uncle, he will probably know."

In the evening, when I returned home, it was time for Yang Xuanqi to return home.

"Uncle, I have something I want to ask you." After Yang Yuhuan finished saying goodbye to his mother, he chased after Yang Xuanqi's back and said.

Yang Xuanqi paused slightly, did not ask her what she wanted to ask, but replied lightly: "Follow me to the study."

After closing the door of the study, Yang Xuanqi said in a deep voice: "The people have already told me about your going out today, and the person you want to ask is a strategist named Li Jin in the Shouwang Mansion, who is very close to Princess E's maiden family."

"He seems to be afraid to see me, did I know him well?" Yang Yuhuan asked puzzled.

"No, you shouldn't have met." Yang Xuanqi shook his head, and couldn't figure out the joints.

"I think your uncle is hiding something from you." I reminded Yuhuan Dao in my heart.

Yang Yuhuan looked at Yang Xuanqi and felt that the mystery in his heart was getting bigger and bigger.

"Uncle, are you hiding something from me?" Yang Yuhuan asked.

"No--- what can I hide from you?" Yang Xuanqi said with a slightly dodgy look in his eyes.

"We are now grasshoppers on a rope, and the future of the Yang family is pinned on me, if everyone deceives each other, it is really difficult to say what will happen in the future." Yang Yuhuan said softly and hardly.

Yang Xuanqi was silent for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "After you fell into the water, I sent someone to investigate this matter, and it seems to be related to Princess E's sister."

"So Li Jin also played a certain role in it, causing King Shou to not come to see me for so long, right?" Yang Yuhuan asked with a sneer.

"That's what I guessed, but I'm not sure, there's no evidence." Yang Xuanqi replied.

"You don't want me to enter the Shouwang Mansion! Heh---hehe---hehe---" Yang Yuhuan laughed twice.

"There are many rights and wrongs in the official family, and if we don't let them in, we won't be able to enter." Yang Xuanqi stimulated Yang Yuhuan in disguise by retreating.

These words successfully stimulated Yang Yuhuan's fighting spirit, "Starting tomorrow, you will help me invite famous teachers to reforge my speech and demeanor, body, and demeanor, with a smile and a smile." ”

"Forging?" Yang Xuanqi asked with a little doubt.

"Yes, I will forge myself like a sword, into a sword that can pierce King Shou's soft underbelly with one eye." Yang Yuhuan said with full of ambition.

At this time, Yang Yuhuan exuded a strong and terrifying aura.

Yang Xuanqi nodded unconsciously: "Okay, with the strength of the Yang family, I will also help you ascend to the throne of the princess."

Yang Xuanqi's speed was very fast, and someone came over early the next morning to inform Yang Yuhuan and said, "The master ordered that from today onwards, someone will come to teach you your form, appearance, speech and demeanor."

The mother invited by Yang Xuanqi is Leng Yueqing, who has just been released from the palace, her surname is Leng, and she is also very arrogant and cold in receiving people and things, and it is said that she used to be a close grandmother next to the emperor.

Mama Leng has a plump body and elegant manners, she walked in front of Yang Yuhuan gracefully, and said with a disgusted expression: "The little girl has such rough skin and rude manners, and her speech and demeanor are not ------- that a young lady should have."