After this incident, Chen Zhuyuan became more and more interested in Chen Ling, and accompanied him in the library on the day of copying the book, observing her from the side.

This made Chen Ling slightly uncomfortable: "My face hasn't been washed? ”

Chen Zhuyuan shook his head.

"Then why are you staring at me?" As he spoke, Chen Ling got up with the book and walked upstairs, "Prince, you can copy the book with peace of mind, and I'll go return the book to read." ”

When she got upstairs, Ju'er whispered in her ear: "Look at this situation, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really interested in Miss." ”

Chen Ling heard a vicious chill: "Don't! He is eating from the bowl and looking at the pot, Yu Xin, who is more beautiful than me, doesn't want to come to me with a dead face...... I don't know what my intentions are. ”

Ju'er followed behind her, picked up the book she threw over, and said with a slight smile: "I think that at the beginning, the prince's expression and tone, a commanding look, but now I can't help Miss at all, it's funny to think about." ”

Hearing this, Chen Ling immediately turned around, glanced around, and didn't see anyone leaning into her ear and saying, "But he is not the type I like, and you are not allowed to mention it in the future." ”

"Yes." Ju'er put away the corners of her mouth, nodded seriously, didn't dare to talk nonsense, and followed obediently.

Chen Zhu finished copying the Book of Poetry, and when he didn't see her, he went upstairs to look for it, only to see Chen Ling sitting on the window facing the descending sun with Erlang's legs crossed. The sunset reflected her pale yellow skirt, which was a little quiet and pleasant at first glance, but before she could see enough, she was frightened by the man's sharp turn.

As soon as Chen Ling looked up, she saw a man looking at her with squinting eyes, and the alarm bell rang out: "What are you doing?" ”

"I ...... This prince has not seen you downstairs for a long time, so he has come to look for you. After that, his gaze moved to the scenery outside the window, and his deep voice had a slight romantic color, "The sun is setting, can you dine with Prince Ben?" ”

Chen Ling jumped out of the window, put the books on the table, and walked downstairs: "No need. ”

The prince's face sank, and his lean body quickly blocked her staircase: "Why?" "It seems that they will not give way without giving a reasonable explanation.

Chen Ling glanced at the ceiling, rolled his eyes and said, "You and I have opportunities in the future, why rush at this time?" Now the whole house is under my control, and today happens to be the day to distribute the money to the servants. ”

"It's such a trivial matter to let Ju'er go back." Chen Zhuyuan was still unwilling to give up, "Tonight, the prince ordered someone to hold a banquet in the East Palace, just for you." ”

When Chen Ling heard this, he refused even more firmly: "Thank you for the prince's trouble, but I really want to go back first." ”

Chen Zhuyuan's right hand behind him gradually clenched into a fist, and his face was slightly gloomy: "Lingling, this prince is so attentive to you, but you have repeatedly been outside according to me, what do you mean?!" ”

Listening to his words, Chen Ling lowered his eyes, and then said with a straight face: "I just don't want to accept the prince's kindness, so as not to be used as a threat...... It's not too early, I'm one step ahead. ”

After speaking, Chen Ling turned around and jumped down to the window next to him. Oranges followed.

A guard appeared behind the prince and asked, "Should we take the holy woman back?" ”

"Not necessarily." Chen Zhuyuan flicked his sleeves angrily and threw the book she had put on the table to the ground, angry and even more puzzled, "How can this prince capture her heart?" ”

Chen Ling took Ju'er out of the palace, went to the Yu family's clothing store, checked it and came to the Windward Building in disguise.

When the shopkeeper saw her, he immediately greeted her: "Little ...... Childe, upstairs please. ”

Chen Ling lowered his voice and said, "Well, prepare some food." ”

"Yes!"

Chen Ling walked straight to the innermost room on the third floor, which was the only private room in the building that was not open. She sat inside, but after a while, a maid came in, holding a stack of things in her hand: "Childe, this is what you want." ”

Chen Ling nodded with satisfaction, touched her head and said, "Huaiyue, these days, after the business, can someone come to make trouble?" ”

Huaiyue shook her head: "Everyone knows that there is the prince's support behind the windward building, and most of them are in accordance with the rules, that is, a few people got drunk and molested the girl, and they were soon driven out by the son's bodyguards." ”

Hearing this, Chen Ling smiled slightly and waved his hand at her. Huaiyue retreated.

As soon as the door closed, she pulled Ju'er and sat down: "Come, watch with me." ”

In the middle of the night, Chen Ling came out of the Windward Building, touched his stomach, and said with satisfaction: "This chef's skills are getting more and more sophisticated. ”

As she spoke, she looked up at the back door that had been opened, and asked the flower pavilion in the doorway, brushed the mustache on her face, opened the feng shui folding fan she had just bought, and said, "Let's go, go in and have a look." ”

As soon as the old bustard saw Chen Ling, he greeted him, and the fragrance of rouge came to his face: "Eh! Are you the little boy of the Windward Building? ”

Chen Ling couldn't help but be happy when she saw that she didn't recognize herself, and lowered her voice even more, sounding a bit like a man beggar: "How do you know?" ”

"Mom, I've been through a lot, and I've never seen a thin man like you!" The old bustard was afraid that she would be unhappy, so he flattered her, "The son is handsome and chic, and the instrument is extraordinary, and it will be unforgettable when you see it!" Childe inside please~"

Chen Ling followed her in, and there were a few dancing girls on the central stage, but they didn't look like a city, and they couldn't help but shake their heads and said, "Mom, are you all like this here?" ”

"Naturally not!" The old bustard Yingying smiled, seeing that he was dressed in a top-grade manner, absolutely rich and noble, thinking that his family also had thousands of family wealth, and he worked harder to introduce it, "These are all inferior products!" Only at the regular flower banquet on the fifteenth day of the month, will the oirans come out to fight for beauty! If not, wouldn't it have fallen in value? ”

"Mom is really good at business. Then this is the opening of two doors, which is also your high opinion? Chen Ling shook his hand, put away the folding fan, and said against her plump shoulders, "Mom has helped the shopkeeper a lot!" ”

The old bustard smiled and pushed the folding fan back: "Childe really thinks highly of me." This was unintentionally mentioned by the saint, and sure enough, I made double the amount of silver, and by the way, it also set the streets behind me on fire. The son has a vision, and the restaurant he bought with a low hand has suddenly become the fourth largest restaurant in Wangcheng, and it has the potential to catch up with the top three! ”

Chen Ling touched his beard, he was very happy, but he said: "It's the shopkeeper who makes money, I just wanted to do some good deeds, so I helped her, but I didn't expect her to find this land and make a big restaurant!" Didn't take a stake in the ...... I really regret it now! ”

When the old bustard heard this, he was greatly disappointed, and then thought about it, this person's family treasure is absolutely rich, so he will pay a lot of money as a 'good deed', and let the shopkeeper Huai be regarded as a 'benefactor', if he can keep him, it will definitely bring her huge benefits: "Gongzi is really a kind person!" Look at your dress, don't you seem to be a local? ”

"My family is in the south, but I often come to Wangcheng to do business, so I learned a lot of accents here......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a low voice from upstairs, not in a hurry, slightly sexy: "I heard that the southern minor tune is very interesting, can the son be interested in humming a few words?" ”