The light of the sky slowly peeked through the heavy clouds, and the road ahead could be seen in the silent streets that crisscrossed it.

All kinds of coarse cloth signs swayed in the breeze, and there was already a little candlelight in the shops where morning tea was held.

Yan Wei finally woke up before dawn.

My body was very heavy, and my head was still very painful.

It's like a long, boring dream.

Now that life and death are controlled by a little girl who claims to be "Princess Ruyi", Yan Wei's mood is only bitter and helpless.

In a world where high-ranking people can control the life and death of others at will, it is not unusual for such things to happen.

Ru Yi had already arranged everything for Yan Wei before leaving, so Lu Yingying rushed over non-stop after learning that Yan Wei had woken up.

Lu Yingying didn't have time to sleep all night.

He also instructed the maid to serve Yan Wei to bathe, and instructed the maid to prepare breakfast for her, and personally chose the clothes for her when she entered the prince's mansion.

She had never been busier than ever this night.

Yan Wei was surrounded by everyone, brought from here to there, from this thing to that thing, so busy that he didn't even have a chance to ask what happened.

In addition to being confused and surprised, there is only a strong uneasiness!

The sky was finally bright, and there were already pedestrians passing by on the street before the drunkenness, and Yan Weicai at this time was finally clean.

She was eventually placed in Lu Yingying's attic.

Lu Yingying's attic is the tallest building in Forgotten Immortal Drunk. The first three floors are no different from the general attic, and the periphery of the latter floor is surrounded by a circle of hollow railings carved with plums in the snow.

Standing on the fourth floor of this attic, you can enjoy a distant view, whether it is a drunken immortal drunk in the near distance, or a bustling street in the distance. Looking further from here, you can still vaguely see a corner of the Prince's Mansion.

Except for the four drunken beauties and Lu Yingying's two personal maids, no one has ever come close to here.

Now Yan Wei sat in Lu Yingying's room on the fourth floor, looking around anxiously.

The entrance is a screen, and on the left side of the screen is a painting room and a piano room, which are separated from each other, and then there is a study room inside. To the right of the screen is the large bedroom of the warbler, which has a strange plant in addition to the necessary ornaments.

Yan Wei felt that the plant was familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"I've seen such an ugly and strange tree." Yan Wei tried to recall in his heart, and his eyes kept falling on the dying plant.

The plant is half a human tall, the leaves have fallen off and turned gray in the pot, and the young shoots on it can be faintly seen when winter is approaching.

The trunk of the tree is white, like the dry white of a normal tree that has been dead for a long time, with a slight shade of greenish, and occasionally dark spots of strange shapes.

The dark spots are unevenly distributed and can be seen at a glance.

Behind Lu Yingying's big bedroom is her cloakroom, which is as big as ten maid rooms that Yan Wei has ever lived in.

The whole room was silent, and occasionally the crisp sound of Lu Yingying rummaging through something and colliding with Yingluo could be heard.

Yan Wei fell on the strange plant for a long time, and when she came back to her senses, Lu Yingying had already begun to comb the green silk for her.

Yan Wei suddenly felt restless, especially when he saw himself in the brass mirror that was different from his usual day.

She'd never seen herself like this before.

Twisting her body and feeling strongly uneasy, Lu Yingying thought that her hand to tie her hair was too heavy, so she slowed down her movements.

"That, that, I'm ......" Yan Wei thought for a long time but still didn't think of how to speak, and the strong cramped uneasiness made her finally ask hard, "What is this doing?" ”

"Don't you know?" Lu Yingying lowered her eyelashes and smiled lightly, glanced at Yan Wei in the bronze mirror, and continued with the movements in her hands: "Her Royal Highness the princess ordered the little woman to dress up for you. ”

Yan Wei remembered that Ru Yi said that she would be sent to the prince's mansion.

She had heard of the current crown prince, but she had never seen it.

She had heard a little about the general situation of the Rim of Japan.

"I really...... Are you going to the Prince's Mansion? Yan Wei turned his face slightly and asked cautiously.

"Her Royal Highness the princess arranged it this way." Lu Yingying replied.

"Why?" Yan Wei asked again.

If you want Yan Wei to go to the prince's mansion to be a maid, there is no need to dress up so carefully, this current situation is like sending Yan Wei to choose a concubine.

"The little girl doesn't know," Lu Yingying said, fiddling with Yan Wei's green silk, "We all do according to Her Royal Highness the Princess's orders, and the others are not qualified to ask." ”

Lu Yingying probably guessed the "relationship" between Ru Yi and Yan Wei, according to Princess Ru Yi's title and attitude towards Yan Wei, Yan Wei may really be a folk princess.

Yan Wei looked fifteen or sixteen years old.

His Majesty the Emperor is now thirty-five or sixteen, although the age of Huanri Mingxi is also suitable to be Yan Wei's father, but fifteen or sixteen years ago, Huanri Mingxi was in the midst of civil strife, and Huanri Mingxi at that time was only busy fighting with the prince, and he didn't have much energy to have fun at all.

"But man, who can tell." Lu Yingying sighed silently in her heart, thinking that she might be grooming the princess, she still felt a little excited in her heart.

Although this is just her private speculation.

Seeing that Lu Yingying didn't speak, Yan Wei asked again: "Then did Her Royal Highness the princess say what I should do in the Prince's Mansion?" ”

Lu Yingying shook her head lightly, "Her Royal Highness the princess didn't tell you, she just said that the little woman could order someone to send you outside the prince's mansion." ”

I thought I would get some useful information, but I didn't get anything.

Lu Yingying thought that Yan Wei knew that Ru Yi called her "Sister Yan", so she didn't mention it from beginning to end.

According to Ru Yi's instructions, Lu Yingying did not arrange for someone who forgot to be drunk to send Yan Wei out, but directly hired a carriage. The carriage first detoured from the Forgotten Immortal Drunk and sent Yan Wei to the bustling street with many people, and then used another different carriage to send her to the Prince's Mansion.

went around in circles, but it was impossible for people to know that Yan Wei was drunk from forgetting immortals.

Although the Forgotten Immortal Drunk is quite famous in the capital, it is fundamentally still a green building. Originally, these things should have been arranged by Ru Yi herself, because she had delayed a lot of time before, and in the end, she could only choose this way.

In a few days it will be the birthday of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and of course the sooner you send it, the better!

The coachman did not park the carriage at the main gate of the Prince's Mansion, but at a small gate in the middle of nowhere. Where the usual maids and servants entered, the coachman gave her a salute and drove the carriage away.

Yan Wei was forced to stand in front of the small door with the corner of his skirt that was about to touch the ground.

The small door is vermilion, there are many half-open flowers planted next to the green tile and red wall, and there is a tall tree in the distance that Yan Wei does not know.

No one passed by, except for the occasional sound of birds flying by.

"Is this really the Prince's Mansion?" Yan Wei thought about it.

It was even more deserted than outside the gate of the Yan Mansion, and she couldn't even find someone to ask for directions.

This skirt is too long, Yan Wei, who has always been simple, is not used to wearing it naturally, and it is not easy to walk with a skirt, so after thinking about it again, she decided to knock on the door first to see.

She didn't have to wait long for the door to open, and Yan Wei stood in place, watching a person who looked like a palace maid poke his head out of the crack in the door.