"Well, in that case, let me go with the king." Chu Mohan compromised.

Chu Wanxiang suddenly smiled and grabbed Chu Mohan's arm.

After the two left, a man in a black cloak walked out of the shadows. The man in black looked at the two people in the distance, and smiled wickedly.

The next day, Chu Mohan and Chu Wanxiang had dinner in a restaurant in the east of the city and met the black-robed man who was in the Drunken Moon Pavilion yesterday.

The black-robed man glanced at Chu Wanxiang who was holding Chu Mohan in his arms, and glanced at the little guy and the guard next to him, "Third Prince, tonight's Qixi Festival, I am in a treat, I don't know if the Third Princes are willing to appreciate their faces."

"Oh? Really?" Chu Mohan smiled faintly. Chu Mobei's birthday, Chu Mohan didn't want to spoil the atmosphere, so he rejected the black-robed man. The black-robed man was not reluctant, and arched his hand, "Then let's talk about the old days another day."

After the black-robed man left, Chu Mohan lowered his head and asked Chu Wanxiang, "Do you know him?"

Chu Wanxiang shook her head, "It's just a stranger."

Chu Mohan nodded, "Regardless of him, let's continue to eat."

Chu Wanxiang responded, "En."

"Princess, the slave maid will serve you soup, you can drink a little bit." Lu Zhu served Chu Wanxiang a bowl of soup. Chu Wanxiang tasted it, and it tasted good. Chu Wanxiang tasted it and said, "It's really a five-star chef, the cooking tastes great."

"That's it, princess, you have to like it, and in the future, the slave and maid will personally cook a pot of porridge for you every time." Luzhu proudly held his head high and said with a smile.

Chu Wanxiang smiled and praised: "Luzhu, your cooking skills are indeed good, better than the chefs in the imperial dining room of the palace."

"Hey, hey." Green Bamboo waved his hand modestly, "Slaves are not as good as those chefs."

"The princess praised it falsely, and the slave didn't dare to be it." The imperial chef standing next to him was sincerely afraid, "The princess's cooking skills are the best that the slaves have ever seen, and the servants dare not compete with the princess."

Lu Zhu laughed when he heard this, "Our princess is a good cook, and you all have credit."

"Green Bamboo!" Chu Mobei reprimanded, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Midoritake stuck out his tongue and shut up.

After lunch, Chu Mobei took Chu Wanxiang shopping.

The streets are bustling and bustling. Chu Mobei held Chu Wanxiang in one hand, and held an oil-paper umbrella in the other hand to block the dazzling sun.

"Xianggong, I want to buy sugar gourds." Chu Wanxiang pointed to the vendor selling sugar gourds and said excitedly. Chu Mobei let go of her and walked over to pay. Chu Wanxiang took the sugar gourd and stuffed it into Chu Mobei's mouth on tiptoe. Chu Mobei chewed and swallowed, "It's delicious."

"It's delicious. Let's go for another lap and go back to sleep." Chu Wanxiang said. Chu Mobei nodded, and the two continued to wander aimlessly.

"Xianggong, look at the rouge shop there. I'm going to buy rouge." Chu Wanxiang suddenly said excitedly.

"What do you want rouge for?"

"Paint your mouth. Look at the pink rouge here."

Chu Mohan frowned, "Can rouge wipe out the effect of red and swollen mouth?"

"Yes, just wipe it on your face. I'm going to try, you can help me see if there is." Chu Wanxiang pushed Chu Mobei forward.

Chu Mohan couldn't resist her, so he accompanied her to pick rouge.

"Oh, it's a blessing for a little girl, such a handsome brother to accompany you shopping." The small traders and vendors on the roadside are looking sideways.

Chu Wanxiang glared at Chu Mobei with disgust, "What nonsense, he is a person who has a fiancée, who is his brother and sister."

When everyone heard this, they suddenly realized. No wonder the little girl is not happy to marry the third prince. The third prince is not young, why hasn't he married a wife yet, shouldn't it really be a habit of breaking sleeves.

"Hey, this uncle, your handkerchief is so beautiful." Chu Wanxiang found a clean and elegant embroidered handkerchief in the corner of the stall, and stepped forward to take a closer look.

"This cloth is new. If the girl likes it, just take it." The stall owner said heartily.

Chu Wanxiang was overjoyed, "Thank you, uncle. I want it!"

Chu Mobei smiled helplessly. Why is this girl so obsessed with money, obviously a piece of cloth is not worth a few copper plates.

After Chu Wanxiang got the rouge gouache, she separated from Chu Mobei and rushed to the west courtyard. Passing by a silk village, Chu Wanxiang went in and chose a blue and white satin, ready to give it to Chu Mohan, "Xianggong, I chose a piece of cloth for you, I hope it is suitable."

Chu Mohan was surprised that she would choose fabrics.

Chu Wanxiang put the cloth in the carriage and told the coachman to drive away. Shortly after the carriage left, it caught up with a black-painted carriage, which stopped, and the curtain was lifted, revealing a familiar face.

The night breeze blew Chu Wanxiang's broken hair on the sideburns, she reached out and stroked the broken hair on her ears, turned around and was about to leave, but saw the familiar face approaching, and a strong smell of wine came to her nose.

Chu Moyu raised his head with the wine in the cup and poured it down, and the alcohol quickly burned his reason.

"His Royal Highness has promised to give marriage, and tomorrow night, His Royal Highness will send you to his father, so that his father agrees to accept you as a side concubine!" Chu Moyu stared at Chu Wanxiang, his eyes were red, and his tone was as hard as iron.

Chu Wanxiang was stunned for a moment, and then sneered, "Then wait and see."

After speaking, Chu Wanxiang turned around and was about to leave. Chu Moyu grabbed her shoulders violently, gritted his teeth and said, "You don't want to escape from the palm of His Highness."

Chu Wanxiang struggled to shake off Chu Moyu, and roared angrily, "Get out, I'm going to marry the prince, not you bastard!" Either you will kill me, or one day I will make you fall on your knees under my skirt and beg for mercy!"

Chu Moyu looked at Chu Wanxiang with scarlet eyes, and suddenly lowered his head and kissed Chu Wanxiang. Chu Wanxiang was startled and hurriedly dodged, and Chu Moyu immediately let go of her.

Chu Wanxiang raised her leg and kicked Chu Moyu's lower abdomen hard, Chu Moyu bent down to cover his stomach, his painful face distorted. Chu Wanxiang took the opportunity to run away, Chu Moyu endured the severe pain and chased after him.

Chu Wanxiang fled in a panic, Chu Mobei followed closely behind, and the two of them chased me and gradually moved away from the capital.

At this moment, it was already evening, and Chu Wanxiang's physical exertion was serious, and he couldn't beat Chu Mobei at all. She was so anxious that her head flashed and she shouted, "Help! Someone! Stop him and help!"

The surrounding pedestrians stopped one after another and looked at Chu Mobei.

Chu Mobei paused and snorted disdainfully. "Do you think this will stop Your Highness?"

"I warn you, don't push me! Or I'll kill you!" Chu Wanxiang gritted her teeth and said, with a hint of fierceness in her eyes.

Chu Mobei sneered, "Do you have the ability to kill me?"

Chu Wanxiang clenched her fists and shouted at Chu Moyu, "Chu Moyu, if you dare to touch me, you don't want to walk out of this street today!"

Chu Moyu snorted coldly, "Do you think I don't dare?"

Chu Moyu rushed towards Chu Wanxiang, Chu Wanxiang screamed and closed his eyes. Just at the last moment, Chu Monan came on horseback.

"Stop! Third brother, you're crazy, what are you going to do!" Chu Monan stopped the horse, jumped off the horse, helped the unconscious Chu Wanxiang up, and investigated her situation.

"Second brother, send her back to the house quickly." Chu Moyu snorted coldly. Chu Mohan immediately hugged Chu Wanxiang and turned over on the horse. Chu Wannan glanced at Chu Wanxiang worriedly, and galloped away.