Chapter 462: Coincidence

Because of Wen Cuilong's attitude, Mengxi's matter could only come to an end temporarily.

Du Ziyuan's group of six people and one cat arrived at the imperial city of Aolan Kingdom one day later. At this time, there were only two days left before Pei Mingyang's wedding. As the groom's official, he was so busy that he was almost schizophrenic.

"Ah, you're here, do whatever you want, I'll leave first if I have something to do." As soon as Du Ziyuan saw Pei Mingyang, he hurried into the carriage.

Du Ziyuan hurriedly stopped him: "Ai ai ai ai, don't worry, let's talk after you take the gift."

As he spoke, he snatched the package from Wen Cuilong's hand and handed it over.

"Ah—" Wen Cuilong suddenly exclaimed when the package was taken away.

Pei Mingyang didn't care so much, and handed the package to the fifth child: "Okay, okay, fifth child, take this to Yunman, and say it's a congratulatory gift from Teacher Shanfeng, so treat it with caution."

"Understood." Lao Wu gave Pei Mingyang a sympathetic look. His eyes were good, and he could already see what was inside from the exposed corner of the package. If this is in the hands of the princess, it will be a good show.

Thinking of this, Lao Wu deliberately hid the package behind his back, trying not to let Pei Mingyang notice.

"I'm so busy," Du Ziyuan shook his head as he watched the carriage go away, "I don't want to do such troublesome things in my life."

Li Cunfeng was surprised and said: "My lord, don't you plan to marry the princess?"

"Can't you?" Du Ziyuan asked back.

"This..." Li Cunfeng didn't know how to answer. Logically speaking, "there are three unfilial traits, and having no descendants is the greatest", but this was not something he could say to Du Ziyuan, so he simply chose to remain silent.

Although Wen Cuilong was a little disappointed that the clothes she had carefully sewn were taken by Du Ziyuan as a gift, she quickly regained her spirits: "If the old ones don't go away, the new ones won't come, so I can concentrate on sewing new ones. I've had some good inspiration lately."

Du Ziyuan only felt a chill coming from his back, he stared at Wen Cuilong and said, "Damn! You are really stubborn! It seems that you haven't practiced for a while, you owe it! Tonight I'm going out of the city to fight a game, and I want to test whether your follower's martial arts have regressed."

"Alas..." Wen Cuilong's face was full of reluctance, and she was very passive every time Du Ziyuan beat her, because the magic mirror would show all her flaws, and she had no way to fight back in front of him. force. It's worse than sandbags.

At this time, the little girl with cat ears asked from the side: "Teacher, where shall we stay tonight?"

Du Ziyuan said: "Although I don't live in the imperial city, the imperial family has prepared a palace for me here. We will live there today, but there is a problem."

"what is the problem?"

"I don't know the way."

"..."

...

After many inquiries and detours, Du Ziyuan finally found his own house.

"It's not easy." Du Ziyuan looked at the plaque on the door "Prince Lan's Mansion" and sighed.

Fortunately, the guards here didn't make any oolongs. They had to watch Du Ziyuan's video every day, so they recognized Du Ziyuan as soon as he got out of the car.

The four guards immediately stepped forward to salute: "See you, Wang Ye, and welcome you back to the mansion."

"Well," Du Ziyuan nodded, "Let's go in."

He was about to enter the mansion when suddenly a surprised voice came from the side.

"Uncle Wang!"

Du Ziyuan turned around to look, and saw a pink and cute little girl running towards him with her goose-yellow dress, who is it not Princess Yunting?

Seeing the joyful look on her little face, she seemed to wish she could fly to Du Ziyuan right now. But obviously the clothes and shoes on her body did not allow her to do this, so she could only move forward clumsily, swaying from side to side, looking like a doll.

Du Ziyuan didn't expect to meet her in this place, so he quickly stepped forward and hugged her.

"Xiao Ting'er, do you miss your uncle?"

"Well, I really want to." Yun Ting said while touching Du Ziyuan's wrist.

Sensing the movement, Mo Yun, who was coiled up, woke up and let out a "baa".

"Hey hey." Yun Ting laughed happily when she saw this.

"Oh? So you think it's not me?" Du Ziyuan said artificially, "Uncle is very sad."

Yun Ting hurriedly said: "Ting'er also misses you, Uncle Wang."

"Haha, okay, you're so good," Du Ziyuan took out a lollipop and gave it to her, "Come on, this is a reward."

Yun Ting immediately took the lollipop and licked it happily.

From behind, Wen Cuilong saw this scene and murmured: "Wow, why don't you see him have such a good attitude towards others? Could it be that only such a young child can arouse his interest?"

As soon as the words were finished, Du Ziyuan turned his head abruptly and stared at her with sharp eyes. That probably means "I seem to hear someone speak ill of me behind my back".

Wen Cuilong immediately turned her face away and did not dare to look at him: "It's so scary..."

Today Yun Ting came to see her grandfather with her mother. Yun Ting's grandfather is Da Sima, the highest officer in the military department, so he naturally lives in this area.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Yun Ting's mother followed and came to find her.

"Ting'er, where have you been? How many times have I told you...Lan, Prince Lan?" Yun Ting's mother was startled, and immediately bowed to Du Ziyuan, "See Prince Lan."

Although she is likely to be the queen in the future, facing Du Ziyuan, even her husband and father should be polite, let alone her.

Du Ziyuan nodded to her: "I happened to meet the little princess here, please invite her to my house for a while, don't you mind?"

"Of course not." Yun Ting's mother told her daughter a few more words, and then left without worrying at all.

"This mother's heart is too big." Wen Hongyue said with emotion.

However, Wen Cuilong said: "No, it's better to say that the little princess is happy when she gets close to Teacher Shanfeng, and you don't even look at who our master is."

Wen Hongyue thought for a while, then nodded and said, "That's true."

Du Ziyuan brought the little princess into the palace. At the same time, the news of Prince Lan's entry into the imperial city had already reached the ears of all the dignitaries. They were eager to make a move when Du Ziyuan announced that he would open a painting training class years ago, and now they all immediately summoned their juniors who were talented in painting, and prepared generous gifts and went straight to the palace.

Before Du Ziyuan had time to clean himself up for a while, he received a large stack of greeting cards.

"That's why I don't want to come to the imperial city," he said with disgust, "It's really troublesome."

"Do you want to send them away?" Li Cunfeng asked.

He had just become Du Ziyuan's follower, and his father was also Du Ziyuan's housekeeper, so he consciously assumed himself as the housekeeper. But he is not as tactful as his father, he is a swordsman, straight to the point, just to drive people away.