The cousin girl plays the role of silly and sweet every day

Jiang Wenyu raised his head somewhat inexplicably, and saw the prince's eyebrows slightly disgusted, knowing how difficult it was to get Xie Zhiwei's name out of his mouth.

"What are you trying to do?" Jiang Wenyu said.

Tan Shu smiled and said, "Didn't you say that you like him?"

He looked smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Jiang Wenyu was slightly startled and looked at Tan Shu with confused eyes: "Does Xinyue have to do something?"

Tan Shu lowered his eyes and looked at the subtle changes on her face. He didn't see anything, but almost made himself feel helpless.

Jiang Wenyu tapped the flute on his body with his eyes, and the white fingers holding the dim sum box silently tapped the edge of the box.

Before the time was up for burning the incense, the carriage stopped.

The driver turned around and informed the two people in the car that they had arrived.

Jiang Wenyu closed the snack box and asked Tan Shu with slightly curved eyes: "Your Majesty, are you really not hungry?"

Tan Shu said: "I'm not hungry."

"Oh, then I covered the snacks." When Jiang Wenyu covered the lid, Tan Shu had already got off the carriage neatly.

Jiang Wenyu opened the curtain and Tan Shu stretched out his arm towards her.

Jiang Wenyu calmed down, then put his hand on his arm and used his strength to get out of the carriage steadily: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Tan Shu glanced at her but said nothing.

There are many shops in the market, including teahouses and restaurants, jewelry and fabric shops, and fragrant pastry shops, and the crowds are bustling.

Jiang Wenyu raised his head and looked at the black lacquered gold plaque with the four bright characters "Zhong's Medical Clinic" written on it.

She combed the broken hair at her temples and looked sideways at Tan Shu: "Your Majesty, Uncle Zique should be consulting at the moment. Let's wait for him in the backyard first, okay?"

Tan Shu glanced out of the corner of his eye and said, "Okay."

When Jiang Wenyu came in, the boy saw her and greeted him cheerfully: "Miss Jiang is here."

Jiang Wenyu said in a gentle voice: "Well, long time no see. When my uncle is not busy, please tell him that I am in the backyard. Thank you."

The boy should be fine.

Jiang Wenyu led Tan Shu around the front hall and into the backyard. When they crossed a moon gate, Tan Shu asked her, "Do you come here often?"

"No." Jiang Wenyu said, "I rarely come here."

Tan Shu wanted to say that you and the boy looked familiar, but he thought it was strange to say this, so he didn't say anything, and just hummed indifferently.

"I basically come to the medical clinic once a month, but Master Zi Bian travels abroad all year round and is not in the medical clinic, so I always come to see Master Zi Que." Jiang Wenyu said.

Tan Shu looked at her.

"Your Majesty, you should have met my uncle. Although my uncle looks a bit strict, he is very kind."

Tan Shu raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Wenyu for a few breaths, then he chuckled with an unknown meaning in his nose: "Are there any bad people in your eyes?"

"They're all pretty good." Jiang Wenyu's eyes were filled with a desire for knowledge, "Your Majesty, who do you think is bad?"

Tan Shu saw her attitude of listening attentively and said calmly: "As long as you are happy."

Jiang Wenyu nodded: "Uncle Zique is really nice!"

After crossing the three moon gates, Jiang Wenyu led Tan Shu to where Zhong Zique was playing chess.

"Your Majesty, let's sit here and wait." Jiang Wenyu fiddled with her skirt, while Shi Shiran sat on the stone bench, staring down at the chessboard on the table.There are about twenty chess pieces on the board, black and white are facing each other, and the game is not over yet.

The chess game changes complicatedly and becomes increasingly hazy. It seems that White has already won, but Black may not have no chance of winning back.

It seems that Zhong Zique studied the method to solve this problem and went to diagnose and treat people before he could figure it out.

Tan Shu sat down opposite Jiang Wenyu and saw that she was holding her chin in her hands and staring at the chess game intently, looking extremely obedient.

"Can you play chess?" he asked.

Jiang Wenyu didn't even raise his head, frowning slightly: "I know a little bit."

Tan Shu's dark eyes were fixed on Jiang Wenyu for a moment, and he saw her twisting a black chess piece, but she still didn't place it.

"Your Majesty, I heard that your chess skills are very good." Jiang Wenyu rubbed the chess pieces with his fingertips and said softly, "Mr. Qi Shengguan can defeat him with three pieces."

Tan Shu said in a manly voice: "I will give in to the fourth son."

"Oh?" Jiang Wenyu looked up at him with a little admiration in his eyes, "The Crown Prince is so awesome."

Tan Shu didn't react at all, he just looked at her quietly.

Jiang Wenyu caught a glimpse of Zhong Zique approaching from a distance, stood up excitedly, and shouted in a sweet voice: "Uncle!"

Tan Shu turned around and saw that Zhong Zibian's eyebrows and beard were already gray, but his face was still full of energy.The moment he saw Jiang Wenyu, his stern brown eyes showed a hint of kindness.

Jiang Wenyu trotted over with a smile on his face: "Uncle, long time no see, do you miss me?"

"Don't cause trouble for me. I'm just comfortable and don't have time to think about you." Although Zhong Zique said this, the smile on his face was obvious.

The smile on Jiang Wenyu's face did not diminish at all, and he said sweetly: "I miss my uncle."

Zhong Zique stepped forward, saw Tan Shu, and turned to look at Jiang Wenyu in confusion.

"Master, have you met the Crown Prince?" Jiang Wenyu said, "We want to ask about Master Zi Bian."

Zhong Zique was thoughtful and approached, his eyes fell on the chess game, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

The dead situation that had puzzled him for two days came to life.

Black, who had no chance of winning, turned defeat into victory and defeated White.

Zhong Zique looked at Jiang Wenyu, then at Tan Shu, and finally his eyes returned to Jiang Wenyu.

Jiang Wenyu smiled and said, "Master, are you happy?"

Zhong Zique narrowed his slender eyes and smiled briefly: "You girl."

"Uncle is happy, so I am happy." Jiang Wenyu took out two letters from Zhong Zibian, "Uncle, please check if these letters are written by Master Zibian."

Zhong Zique sat down and read it carefully several times. After a long while, he said with a heavy face: "It was written by Zi Bian."

Jiang Wenyu pretended to be surprised: "Really?"

"I can't mistake his handwriting." Zhong Zique said slightly, "This bastard went out to fool around again! Don't imitate your master, he is nondescript all day long and never does anything serious."

Um?fool around?

Jiang Wenyu and Tan Shu looked at each other.

"What are you fooling around with?" Jiang Wenyu asked confused, "Isn't Master Zi Bian missing?" (End of Chapter)