Quick wear: She has turned over the big guys from all walks of life

Chapter 1424 Famine and Natural Disaster 582
The two men were unable to persuade her and could not take her pulse, so they could only prepare hot water and send it to the bathroom next door.

After Mingyi washed up, she fell asleep comfortably.

Nanny Zhao and Chunmei were still worried at night, but they both knew their master's rules: they didn't need to watch over him when he went to bed, and they couldn't go in without being called. They could only worry, so they didn't sleep well at night.

Vertical sun.

Mingyi got up refreshed and saw two people with listless looks. She asked in surprise.

"Madam Zhao, Chunmei, what were you two doing yesterday? Didn't I tell you to rest early? Why do you look like your yang energy has been sucked away?" I walked around them both. They looked listless and had obvious dark circles under their eyes.

Chunmei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Master, there is no vixen in our family."

"Then where did you go?" Mingyi returned to the table and sat down, waiting calmly for them to start talking.

"I am worried about you." Chunmei walked forward reluctantly and asked with concern: "Master, did you sleep well last night?"

Mingyi finally understood why they were like this. It turned out that they hadn't slept well for most of the night because they were worried. She shook her head helplessly and said to the two of them.

"I'm fine. I slept well. But you didn't get enough rest. You don't need to serve me today. Go back and rest."

Madam Zhao was worried, "Master, I am not tired."

"I'm not tired either. Thank you for your concern, my master." If Madam Zhao didn't leave, she wouldn't leave either.

"I'm not going out today, so it's okay if you don't serve me."

Chunmei and Madam Zhao looked at each other, agreed, bowed and left.

Mingyi made up her mind not to go out. She stayed at home reading books and eating snacks, which made her energetic and she did not feel bored or lonely.

Prince Zhou's Mansion.

Only after receiving the news from the secret guard did Zhou Ting know that his sweetheart had come to the mansion in the provincial capital.

"When did Miss Cheng move into the Cheng Mansion?" He lowered his eyelids and stared at the secret guard who was kneeling on one knee.

The secret guard bowed with his hands, lowered his head, and slightly closed his eyelids. He replied respectfully: "My Lord, Miss Cheng came to the city yesterday. As soon as she arrived in the city, she went to the suburbs and visited the three manors under her name. She returned to the Cheng Mansion in the evening. I also returned to the Cheng Mansion in the evening. Miss Cheng went to bed without dinner last night. You also fell asleep at that time, so I was unable to report Miss Cheng's affairs to you."

"Didn't have dinner? Why?" Zhou Ting's attention was entirely on the fact that Ming Yi didn't have dinner, and he ignored the secret guard's apology.

"I don't know why."

Zhou Ting frowned, worry spreading in his heart, "Is Miss Cheng up yet?"

"Already up."

"Buwei, Ansan, come in."

"Master."

"Master."

Buwei and Ansan walked into the study room one after another and bowed to their master.

Zhou Ting nodded calmly, "Buwei, prepare roast lamb and steak, and buy some softer pastries, and come back quickly."

"Well, I'll take my leave." Without even moving his eyebrows, he took his leave.

An San lowered his eyes and looked at the secret guard kneeling on the ground.

"An San, go prepare the carriage for going to Cheng Mansion after you come back."

An San opened his eyes wide and said that the secret guard kneeling on the ground looked so familiar. It turned out that he was the person following Miss Cheng. The secret guards who acted in the dark would have their heads and faces covered, so only the eyes could be seen.

"Well, I will prepare it right away. I will take my leave."

"Well, go down." Zhou Ting nodded lightly. After An San left the study, he said to the secret guard kneeling on the ground: "Go out." "I'll take my leave." After the secret guard bowed, his figure flashed, and with the use of light skills, he turned into a residual shadow and disappeared outside the study window.

Buwei didn't even take a carriage, but rode alone to the home of a barbecue owner; he entered the house as if he knew the place well, bought some fresh lamb and steak that had been roasted at night, then went to a pastry shop to buy some soft pastries, and then rode back without stopping.

After running back and forth so quickly, my face and hands were frozen.

"Your servant greets you, sir. I have bought the barbecue and pastries." Buwei came back carrying three oil-paper packages. He bowed first, then stood up and picked up the oil-paper packages to show his master.

Zhou Ting took a look and nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, take your things and go."

"Yes."

Without trying to guess his master's next move, nor asking, he followed Zhou Ting out of the palace.

There was a car parked outside the palace. This trip was not urgent and they would not leave the city, so there was no need to worry about difficult roads. An San arranged a special carriage for Zhou Ting, which saved the trouble of ceremonial guards.

The carriage of a prince is drawn by five horses, that of a king by six, and that of the emperor by eight.

Logically speaking, after the King of Zhou in the northwest handed over power, Zhou Ting should have been the king of the northwest; but the King of Zhou was not dead, and Zhou Ting was not married, so although he had the power in his hands, he could not legitimately inherit the throne.

He can only be regarded as the uncrowned king.

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Zhou Ting did not care about those face-saving ceremonial issues. He would wait until Mingyi came of age two years later. Once he got married, he would naturally succeed to the throne as the legitimate King of Zhou.

"Sir, please get in the carriage." An San stood beside the shaft with his hands hanging down. There was a horse stool under the shaft.

Buwei helped Zhou Ting onto the carriage, and then Ansan drove the carriage himself; he did not bring any of the guards with him, and Buwei sat on the shaft of the carriage next to Ansan.

The barbecue was brought into the carriage and placed on a small mechanical table inside the carriage.

After traveling for less than a quarter of an hour, the carriage stopped. Zhou Ting opened the door and looked out. What he saw was the plaque of the Cheng Mansion and the familiar gatekeeper.

When the porter saw the carriage being pulled by five horses, he hurriedly ran out of the small door of the porterhouse and knelt to greet it.

"I have met the Crown Prince Zhou."

“No need to be so polite.” Zhou Ting lowered the car curtain.

Buwei jumped off the shaft, opened the door and welcomed Zhou Ting off the carriage; then, he went into the carriage, took out three oil-paper packages, and jumped off the shaft again.

An San stayed where he was and watched the carriage. Zhou Ting walked past the gateman who had already stood up and went straight into the Cheng Mansion.

Buwei hurriedly followed, and seeing this, the doorman followed Buwei into Cheng Mansion.

"No need to follow us, we know the way." As soon as they entered the door, Buwei stopped the people who were following him to the gatehouse.

The concierge hesitated for a moment and did not insist.

Nanny Zhao said that there was no need to stop the Prince of Zhou from coming to the mansion, as this gentleman was engaged to their master. There was no elder in the family to preside over the matter, so everything was done according to the master's wishes.

Their master has a good relationship with the Prince of Zhou. It is said that when they go to the palace, they go directly to the Prince of Zhou's study.

Not everyone can enter the study of a powerful person. This is enough to show how important his master is in the heart of Prince Zhou.

Changing the perspective, it is not surprising that the Prince of Zhou can go directly to the master's courtyard when he arrives.

Anyway, there are other servants and maids guarding the inner courtyard, so he just needs to be an obedient gatekeeper.

"Good morning, Your Majesty."

"Greetings to the prince."

The maids and servants who were walking along the way all greeted him, and only stood up and continued their work after Zhou Ting had passed.

Arriving at the Dezhu Courtyard, Zhou Ting took the things from Buwei's hand and said, "No need to follow me."