Chapter 1390 Famine and Natural Disaster 548
After Mingyi finished counting the account books piled on the table one by one, she leaned towards Zhou Ting.

"Thank you, Chaosheng. If you hadn't come to help, Chunmei and I would have been busy for most of the day."

"Chunmei knows how to do the accounting. She has been serving you for quite some time. When there are account books in the future, let her do the accounting. You can just check them. If there are too many account books, ask Aunt Zhao to help. She used to be a housekeeper and is very good at accounting."

It makes me sad to see her busy all the time.

He had planned well, just wanting her to enjoy life; the reality was contrary to his expectation, and she had more and more things to consider. Fortunately, he had convinced himself. They were people who could stand side by side with each other, so how could one of them not care about anything?
If you understand this, you will not stop it even if you feel sad.

From birth to growing up, there are many things to learn, and there is no end to learning in the future life; he can't just cut off her wings and let her hesitate and stay in a certain period because of his self-proclaimed heartache, right?

He couldn't do it, and didn't want to do it.

When I first met her, wasn’t it her brightness, confidence, and unbridledness that I liked? If I really cut off her wings, would she still be her?
Zhou Ting smiled, holding the warm and soft jade in his arms, and said gently and dotingly: "I didn't expect you to be so busy. Didn't you go home? Why did you think of moving to the capital city to live?"

"I've been living there for a while, but I'm not used to it." Different thoughts and different outlooks make it really difficult to integrate.

It's not difficult to accommodate her sometimes, but she can't accommodate her all the time.

Rather than waiting for conflicts and contradictions to occur, it would be better to move out earlier; the reason is very simple, she has property in the city and she needs to inspect the property.

Her family knew that she was being taken care of by Zhou Ting's people, including maids, old women, and guards. She was not going to the battlefield, nor was she leaving with Zhou Ting again, so they had nothing to worry about.

"Are your family members not treating you well?" He asked softly and gently, and when he lowered his head, his eyes and brows were slightly gentle.

"Not really. My parents and grandparents are very good to me. But I feel like there's a certain gap between us. I'm not used to living at home so I came out." In her heart, Zhou Ting is not an outsider. She is even closer to him than her family, so she tells them everything she knows.

Zhou Ting looked up at Chunmei who was sorting out the account books.

Chunmei lowered her head and did not dare to look up. Even though she felt his oppressive gaze, she did not look up. Her master was there, and as a servant, how could she, as a servant, overstep her authority?

The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. Everything is controlled by the master.

Just because the prince doesn't lose his temper with his master doesn't mean he won't lose his temper with her, a servant.

He packed up the account books and ran away.

If she stayed any longer, she would have to kneel down.

The look in the prince's eyes was truly terrifying. The master's parents were indeed very good to the master, but they were always urging him to get married; that was not something the master could decide, nor was it something a servant like her could say casually.

Not getting what he wanted to know, Zhou Ting had lunch with her at Cheng's house. He did not go to deal with official business for half of the afternoon and stayed by her side the whole time. He said goodbye only when he had to leave in the evening. When he left, he called Zhao Ma and Chunmei and stood at the door with a stern face, asking them questions in a cold manner.

"What's going on? Why did your master choose to move to the capital city?"

Madam Zhao's heart tightened, but she remained calm and replied respectfully, "Please forgive me, my master, I moved here because of my business in the capital city, and I want to travel back and forth more easily."

Chunmei was about to nod when she heard the cold voice again.

"I want to know the truth."

"Pfft."

"Pfft."

The two men's legs went limp and they knelt on the bluestone slabs, cold sweat breaking out on their backs.

"Please forgive me, Your Highness." "Tell the truth." Zhou Ting was still cold and stern, very dissatisfied with their lies.

If he hadn't seen that they had given it to Mingyi, he would not have been able to punish them and would have at least given them a beating.

The two of them were crawling on the ground, Chunmei shivering, it was the first time she had witnessed the cold-hearted and ruthless prince; she realized that the prince's gentleness and kindness were all things he was willing to show to someone, and he was only gentle to them because he was taking advantage of his master.

When it comes to matters concerning his master, the Crown Prince is still the decisive and ruthless Crown Prince.

"Please forgive me, my master. The master chose to move out because the Cheng family's master and mistress, the old man and the old lady urged her to get married." Nanny Zhao had seen the cruel methods of this young master, and he had never been lenient towards those who were unfaithful. She was frightened and dared not hide it anymore.

Chunmei came later and had never seen it before, so she was a little better; she was so scared that she shrank back without saying a word.

"What's the matter with urging me to get married?" Zhou Ting frowned. Did the Cheng family want to take advantage of Ming Yi?

"In reply to the prince, the Cheng family, from the old man to the master and his wife, are worried that the master's reputation will be damaged if he follows you around. If we arrange a marriage, the reputation will not be damaged. You and the master have not yet been engaged, so it is not right for you to walk around in public."

After she finished speaking, Zhao Ma's face was covered with sweat.

Zhou Ting looked relieved. The Cheng family's worries were not unfounded. He had originally planned to ask the official matchmaker to come to propose marriage this time; and let his mother go in person to deliver the three letters and six gifts to the Cheng family.

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"Okay, get up."

"Yes, yes, I thank the prince for his grace of not punishing me." Nanny Zhao bowed her head and stood up.

Chunmei stood up and helped Zhao Mama. Zhao Mama was grateful. Her legs were weak at the moment. She was old and not as good as she was when she was young. It was very difficult for her to stand up after kneeling for a while.

Zhou Ting took Buwei and the other two out of Cheng's house, and as soon as they returned to the palace, they went to the main courtyard where the princess was.

"My son, why did you come here so late at night?"

The princess was wearing a loose long gown and her hair was loose, obviously she had washed.

Zhou Ting bowed and said, "I am sorry for disturbing your rest, mother. I am sorry for disturbing your rest, mother. Please forgive me."

"It's okay. I haven't slept yet." Princess Zhou looked at him leisurely with a smile, "My son is here to see mother. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

Zhou Ting's face was tense, and he requested, "My son wants to ask mother to go to the Cheng family to give the betrothal gift."

"Have you thought about it?"

It was not surprising what his son said. I had known for a long time that his feelings towards Mingyi were different from those of others, and it was only a matter of time before he would come to her for help.

The only thing she didn't expect was that her good son would come at night.

"My son has already made up his mind. He should have arranged the engagement five years ago. Unfortunately, he was busy with work. Five years later, the northwest was stable, the kings of the Central Plains were defeated, and other countries, except for the grasslands, were no longer a threat. My son is also of marriageable age. In two years, she will also be of marriageable age. It would be better to arrange the engagement sooner."

The son's serious and solemn face overlapped with his father's when he was young; his father was very handsome when he was young, and because of years of martial arts training, he was in high spirits, and he was also the legitimate son of the King of Former Zhou, so he was full of vigor and vitality.

She seemed to see the shadow of her father in her son.

Princess Zhou shook her head and chuckled, she was overthinking, that was all in the past; she and the King of Zhou no longer had the so-called husband-and-wife relationship, their relationship was weak, so why think so much?

"Mother knows. I will ask someone to come to the mansion tomorrow to calculate an auspicious day, and then ask for an official matchmaker."


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