Chapter 542: Ming Cejun Sends a Cup of Soup
Since entering the palace, Ming Cejun has been looking for an opportunity to meet the prince, besides learning the rules.
The family did not demand too much from him in terms of food, clothing and other daily expenses, but they were certainly not exquisite or luxurious.
He had enough food to eat and clothes to wear, so it was unreasonable for him to say that the palace was abusing him.
It took three months for Ming Cejun to learn the rules.
I haven't seen the prince for these three months, and I can't even leave the yard.
All day long, Mingxuan could hear the palace servants asking about how the prince doted on the prince, which made him very jealous and resentful.
Now that he was finally freed, Mingxuan couldn't wait to ask the kitchen staff to make some soup and then bring it to the main courtyard.
But this trip was in vain because Di Ran had left the house.
"Ming Cejun, the prince is not here, please go back."
The palace attendant beside him whispered, "Lord, I think we should go back."
Mingxuan was a little disappointed. He looked unwillingly in the direction of the study and turned away.
……
"Sir, what beautiful peach blossoms! The prince is so kind to you."
Liang An jumped happily under the peach tree.
Ji Yunxie stood under a peach tree. There were many wind chimes hanging on the peach branches within reach. When the wind blew, the chimes made a tinkling sound, which sounded very beautiful.
Just as Ji Yunxie was strolling around admiring the flowers, a familiar soft voice was heard.
"Your Highness has received your Majesty."
A group of people walked slowly over, and the one leading them was Ming Cejun.
He was wearing a light blue brocade robe, with a handsome and gentle face, and his three thousand black hair was tied up with a magnolia hairpin. His temperament was like orchid and as gentle as jade.
Seeing the person coming, Ji Yunxie's smile paused, and he pursed his lips slightly: "Why are you here?"
Before Mingxuan could speak, the palace servant holding a bowl of soup behind him said, "My concubine is here to bring a bowl of soup to the prince."
"Oh?"
Ji Yunxie raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the cup of soup held by the palace servant, his eyes dimmed and his thin lips curled slightly.
"It seems that it was not delivered."
Liang An beside him smiled and reminded: "Lord, the prince left the palace this morning."
Hearing this, Ji Yunxie's smile deepened.
"Ah... I forgot." His eyes shifted slightly and fell on Ming Cejun's slightly gloomy face: "The prince is not here, so Ming Cejun made a wasted trip."
Mingxuan clenched his fists and smiled sweetly: "Your Majesty, you are joking. Serving the prince is the duty of a minister. How can it be hard work?"
Ji Yunxie blinked, sat on the stone bench, tilted his head, and looked at Mingxuan with a smile.
"In that case, I am thirsty now. Would you mind giving me a taste of that soup?"
Hearing this, Mingxuan was slightly stunned: "This is for the prince..."
"Ayue is not here now. It will be cold by the time she comes back."
"What? I'm not happy with drinking a little of your soup?"
Ji Yunxie narrowed his fox eyes slightly, his gaze was slightly cold, as if threatening.
Mingxuan's face darkened slightly. He clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and forced a smile: "It's just a bowl of soup. If you want it, take it."
"Liang An."
Ji Yunxie curled his lips and motioned Liang An to bring the bowl of soup over.
The thing in his hand was taken away, and the palace servant looked ugly. Looking at Liang An's smug expression, he was very angry.
Liang An placed the cup of soup on the table, opened the lid, subconsciously took out a silver needle, and was about to probe it.
Then I heard the palace attendant's angry voice: "Wait, what do you mean by this!?"
"Do you still suspect that my concubine will poison you?"
Mingxuan was also shocked. He looked at Ji Yunxie with disbelief, tears welling up in his eyes, as if he had suffered some great injustice.
Ji Yunxie chuckled and said, "Ming Cejun, you misunderstood. It was Ah Yue who said that all food that has not passed through her hands needs to be inspected. After all, we should not have the intention to harm others, but we must be on guard against others."
"Liang An did this for me, please forgive me, Lord Mingce."
Mingxuan's face looked unhappy. He glared at Ji Yunxie, with a trace of resentment and hatred in his eyes.
Bitch!
Show off the prince's love and care for him in front of him?
How could a withered woman be compared with him?!
This shameless vixen will be rejected by the prince sooner or later.
He just didn't believe that this bitch would always be so favored!
Mingxuan was so angry that he stormed off. Ji Yunxie looked at his receding back, his lips curled slightly, but a hint of suspicion flashed across his eyes.
He is very sensitive to the kindness and malice of people around him, and this is the first time he has seen Ming Cejun.
He always felt that the other party had an inexplicable hatred towards him, which puzzled him.
(End of this chapter)
