5. Where is the etiquette in the royal house?

"The slave and maid greet the princess."

A crisp voice suddenly came from outside the door, An Xin followed the voice, it was a thin girl in red, it seemed that she was only about thirteen or fourteen years old, she was half-squatting outside the door on her knees, looking down at the direction of her knees, as if she was afraid of something.

An Xin was puzzled: "What's wrong with my sister?" ”

Younger sister?

Yan Ling's body trembled slightly, raised her head, and looked at An Xin timidly: "The princess calls the slave maid like this, the slave maid doesn't dare to be it." ”

An Xin suddenly realized that this was still a feudal era with a strict hierarchy, and smiled: "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

"The old prince just instructed the slave maid to invite the princess to the dining room for breakfast."

An Xin understood that breakfast was the meaning of breakfast, and hesitated for a moment: "I don't know where the dining room is, can you take me there?" ”

Before marrying the prince, An Xin had been to the palace a lot, and she was familiar with the palace, why did she suddenly pretend to be stupid today? Moreover, she was not so polite to her subordinates before, but now that she is a princess, she has become smaller?

Yan Ling stared at An Xin suspiciously for a while before coming back to her senses:

"Yes, princess, please come with the slaves."

When An Xin followed Yanling to the dining room, there were already four people gathered around the dining table.

Three of them were the prince Chu Lingye, the mother Leng Yue'e and the county lord Chu Jiaowan, and another strange middle-aged man sat on the first seat, his face was solemn and majestic, An Xin guessed that he was probably Chu Lingye's father-

Old Prince Chu.

"The body is really expensive, let the family wait, do you think you are the queen? Where are the etiquette in the palace......"

Chu Jiaowan was halfway to talk, and when she saw that the old prince's face was not good, she closed her mouth dissatisfied.

An Xin realized that the family was waiting for her to have breakfast, and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry to keep you waiting." ”

The family was sullen and didn't speak, but the old prince Chu Zhendong looked at An Xin and said with a smile: "Daughter-in-law, it's all a family, you don't have to be polite in the future, come and sit down." ”

This old prince's attitude towards her seemed to be better than everyone else's, and An Xin was flattered.

Only Chu Lingye still had an empty seat on her right, she sat down, and the family began to eat.

There was only the sound of dishes and chopsticks colliding and the slight sound of chewing in the restaurant, and An Xin didn't know if the atmosphere in the family was always so dull or if it would become like this after she came.

After a while, Chu Zhendong suddenly broke the silence:

"Although the palace is your own old mansion, Ye'er and Xin'er have married here, and it's not good to live here for a long time, Ye'er, you and Xin'er move back to your mansion as soon as possible."

Although Chu Lingye was unruly, he didn't dare to disobey Old Man Chu's words, and only said lightly: "Obey my father's orders." ”

Do as I was told-

This means agreeing to move out with her and be alone, in this way, she will not have to be troubled by Leng Yue'e in the future, and she will have enough opportunities to win Chu Lingye's heart......

An Xin lowered her head to eat, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but hook up a light smile.

"Father, mother, and son-in-law have retired."

There was a magnetic sound in his ears, Chu Lingye put down the dishes and chopsticks, got up and left.

An Xin couldn't help but raise her head, seeing that his big was still in the hands of the maid beside her, and suddenly remembered that in many winters in her previous life, Chu Ling often forgot to wear a windbreaker in the morning and went out in the morning in order to be in a hurry, and his hands were always cold when he returned from work at night......

A touch of pain quietly crossed her heart, and An Xin stood up: "The prince forgot to bring clothes, I'll send them." ”

He picked up his big from the maid's hand and chased it out quickly.

When An Xin chased after her, Chu Ling had just come out of the dining room at night.

Outside, the wind and snow were raging, but he was wearing only a thin silk robe.

"Midnight."

Chu Lingye stopped and looked at the woman who ran over in a hurry, a layer of black mist faintly floating in her inky eyes.