Chapter 12 Make mistakes
Looking at the sap handed over by the man, Shen Yiyi took it without hesitation, tilted her neck back and took a big gulp.
"That's pretty much it."
Seeing that the woman's hair was soaked with sweat, Shang Zhanchen walked over and sat down in front of her.
"I'll go alone this afternoon."
Although I didn't move this morning, the toxins in my body did not reoccur.
But after all, I am a man, and I can't always let a woman like her hold me back.
"Do you think I'm willing to pull you along?" Shen Yiyi rolled her eyes at the man again.
It was as if he was willing to be a donkey. If he wasn't afraid that he would die from the poison, he wouldn't have been so kind.
The driver himself didn't say anything, but he, the passenger, was still reluctant.
Seeing that the woman had misunderstood what he meant, Shang Zhanchen hesitated for a moment and then began to explain.
"That's not what I meant. I just think you're working too hard pulling the cart."
After saying that, he took out a handkerchief from his arms and wanted to wipe the sweat off her forehead.
But when she thought of the differences between men and women, she still handed over the handkerchief.
"Give!"
"Hmm?" Shen Yiyi turned around and looked at the exquisite handkerchief in the man's hand, which looked quite expensive.
I am even more certain that this guy must be a rich young man from some wealthy family, otherwise why would he use such exquisite things.
But he still took it in his hand and wiped his forehead, if it wasn't for pulling him.
If you can tire yourself out like this, what's wrong with using a handkerchief?
She wiped the sweat off her face in a few seconds and threw the handkerchief in her hand back to him.
"Thanks."
Shang Zhanchen touched the wet handkerchief and felt a little disgusted.
But when he thought that this woman was so tired because of him, he stuffed the handkerchief into his arms.
He then handed the steamed bun in his hand to Shen Yiyi.
"Give."
"Huh? You don't want to eat?" Shen Yiyi looked at him.
This guy can eat six buns in one meal, how is it possible that he can’t even eat two steamed buns.
"This is not as delicious as the baked buns. I don't like it. One is enough." Shang Zhanchen stuffed the steamed bun into Shen Yiyi's hand again.
Although he wanted the woman to eat more, he really had no appetite for steamed buns.
Not only was it dry and hard, it was also cold. Most importantly, it had no taste at all, and was far inferior to the baked buns.
"If you don't want to eat it, then forget it!" Shen Yiyi snatched the steamed bun and glared at the man with dissatisfaction.
Quite a picky eater!
In such a desolate mountain and wilderness, it's good enough to have something to eat, but this guy is still very picky.
I really thought he was still the eldest master of the family. If he didn't want to eat, then he wouldn't eat. Whoever goes hungry will feel uncomfortable.
Looking at this woman eating the steamed buns in revenge, Shang Zhanchen's mouth curled up uncontrollably.
He ate the steamed bun in his hand politely and chatted from time to time.
"Are we just going to keep going like this?" After saying that, he looked at the endless mountains in front of him.
I don’t know where this woman is going or what she is going to do.
Following his gaze, Shen Yiyi also looked at the endless mountains in front of her and sighed helplessly.
"This is a desolate mountain with no houses. Of course we have to move forward."
He stretched his neck and looked forward, wondering if he was alone.
I went straight into the mountains to look for the Nine-Leaf Hollow Lotus, but now there is this guy.
It would be fine if there were just a lot of things to do, but the most important thing is that I have a big appetite. One meal is enough to keep me fed for the whole day.
So we have to find a place where we can get supplies and prepare more rations, otherwise we will starve.
Shang Zhanchen didn’t know what Shen Yiyi was thinking, but he didn’t ask.
After eating the steamed buns, they sat on the cart again, and Shen Yiyi reluctantly became a donkey again.
Pulling the cart, walking forward under the scorching sun, with teeth bared on his face.
On the other side, outside the emperor's study, the left prime minister Shen Ze was still kneeling there.
Although the weather is not too hot now, he has been kneeling here since yesterday and now feels dizzy.
But when he thought of that rebellious girl, he gritted his teeth and endured it.
Just when he felt like he was going to faint, Eunuch Fu appeared in front of him.
"Prime Minister Shen, the Emperor invites you."
"Thank you, Eunuch Fu!" Shen Ze's eyes lit up.
After kneeling for so long, the emperor finally summoned him, but as soon as he stood up, he staggered.
"Minister Shen, be careful." Eunuch Fu quickly reached out and supported him.
"It's okay." Shen Ze waved his hands and moved his joints, then he felt better.
Following Eunuch Fu to the Emperor's bedroom, he saw the Empress and Concubine Lan were there, and he bowed to them.
"Your Majesty, Empress, and Imperial Concubine."
"Well, what does the Left Prime Minister want to see me about?" The emperor looked at Shen Ze with dissatisfaction.
I had heard about the Crown Princess' escape before, and I was very angry.
If it were any other official, he would have been dismissed long ago.
Seeing that the emperor and the queen were staring at him with gloomy faces, Shen Ze hesitated for a moment and knelt down again.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I failed to discipline her properly, and that rebellious girl brought shame upon the royal family. I am willing to accept Your Majesty's punishment.
But Qiaoqiao was also bewitched by Yiyi and married into the Prince's Mansion.
Now that a great mistake has been made, I only beg the Crown Prince to calm down and allow Qiaoqiao to serve you in the palace."
Shen Ze hit his head heavily on the ground again. This happened.
There is no need to dream of the position of Crown Princess, as long as the Crown Prince agrees to let Qiaoqiao enter the palace.
It would be good enough to be given the position of a concubine, at worst being a concubine would be fine.
Otherwise, no good family would be willing to marry Qiaoqiao, who had ridden in a bridal sedan before.
As soon as he finished speaking, Concubine Lan, who was sitting next to him, started fanning herself and laughing.
"If you ask me, there's nothing wrong with this. Since Miss Shen ran away from her marriage, I think she doesn't like the prince.
This forced melon is not sweet, so there is no need to force it together.
Since Second Miss Shen was brought to the Prince's Mansion, she also has a connection with the Prince.
In my opinion, it would be better to just go with the flow. Besides, I have also seen that girl Qiaoqiao.
Although she is not as beautiful as her sister, she is also blessed with good looks. I think she is a good match for the prince.
What's more, the girl has been brought to the prince's mansion, if she is not given a status.
My reputation will be damaged. How will I get married in the future?"
As Concubine Lan spoke, she stole glances at the Queen from time to time, feeling extremely proud.
"……………………"
Before, he was worried that if the prince married Miss Shen, who was born with a phoenix fate, it would affect his son.
As a result, he ran away from the marriage on the wedding day. Even God was helping them. It seems that not everything the Imperial Observatory says can be trusted.
“……………………” The emperor frowned.
Although she was very annoyed about the Crown Princess's escape from marriage, what Lan'er said was not without reason.
Since the Second Miss Shen has been brought to the Prince's Mansion, it would be a disgrace to her reputation if she were to refuse.
It would be better to let Chen'er take her into the house and give her the status of a concubine, so as to quell the rumors.
Secondly, it would also be a way of giving face to Zuo Xiang. After all, he has followed me for so many years, and it would be bad to just reject him like that.
He looked at the queen and was about to ask for her opinion, but before he could say anything, he saw that the queen's face became increasingly gloomy.
"What does the Left Prime Minister think of the Crown Prince's Mansion?"