The full moon hangs in the night, and the prime minister's residence is silent, only the rustling of trees can be heard when the wind passes by.

Luo Xiyan took off her hairpin, and three thousand green threads poured down like a waterfall, hanging down on her thin waist. A strand of blue silk fell on her cheek, and she gently brushed behind her ear.

She is obviously a beautiful girl in the city. If she dresses up a little, she will surely make the world unable to take her eyes off her. With a slight smile, she is like a goddess descending into the world.

In terms of appearance, she is naturally high-class, and she is the number one beauty in the Southern Zhou Dynasty. But she has a beautiful face, and a little color will make her look dazzling, but she always loves fresh and elegant dress.

Her smile will deceive people, but she is always indifferent, and few people can impress her indifferent heart.

She is a woman but is different from a woman. The young lady from other families likes to dress up, swim in lakes and enjoy flowers... And she has a soft spot for weapons since she was a child, and she can read military books without sleep or food.

She has great ambitions, and her heart is not in herself but in the world. However, she gave birth to such a daughter, and she has nowhere to show her heart.

It was only because of her good relationship with Su Yuxing that she had the opportunity to get in touch with Dali Temple. Even so, she was still very happy.

Luo Xiyan stared at herself in the mirror, unable to regain her senses for a long time.

The clattering sound from the window pulled her back to reality, and someone whispered from outside the window, "Miss! Miss! Miss, have you rested yet?"

Luo Xiyan opened the window and saw the little maid huddled quietly outside the window. The little maid was holding a piece of paper tightly in her hand. She looked carefully and saw that it was actually the maid in Luo Chen's courtyard.

"I haven't rested yet, it's so late, what's the matter with me?" Feng got into the room and ruffled Luo Xiyan's freshly groomed hair again, like a veil floating.

The little maid looked around nervously, and after confirming that there was no one around, she carefully handed the paper to Luo Xiyan.

"The son asked the slave to hand it over to the young lady." The little girl repeated to Luo Xiyan all the things that Luo Chen told her.

After she finished speaking, Luo Xiyan had already seen almost the content on the paper.

Luo Xiyan frowned and said displeasedly, "He can't protect himself now, so he still wants to worry about other people's affairs?!"

The little maid seemed to expect Luo Xiyan to say this, and she immediately added: "My son asks the slave to tell the young lady that if you don't agree, the son will tell the master that you are leaving the capital."

Luo Xiyan's temples throbbed, unexpectedly Luo Chen learned to threaten people in just a few days, but the rogue's skills are comparable to those of Nan Qiqi.

"What else did he say?" Luo Xiyan asked again.

The little girl thought for a moment, then immediately frowned, imitating Luo Chen's aggrieved expression: "My son said that his request is not too much, he said that the young lady will definitely agree to him."

Luo Xiyan sneered: "Oh, dreaming."

The little maid was surprised, how could the young master predict things like a god? Not only did he guess what the young lady would say, but he even imitated the correct young lady's expression. As expected, the brothers and sisters were exactly the same.

"Master, he finally said that if the young lady doesn't agree, let's face the wall and think about it with him." The little maid leaned over and whispered, and then she immediately avoided it.

Sure enough, as soon as the little girl's voice fell, the window was slammed shut, and the lights in the house went out at the same time.

"I want to rest, you step back." Luo Xiyan's tone was the same as before, but the more normal it was, the more abnormal it became.

The little maid ran back to Luo Chen's courtyard, and Luo Chen had been standing in the courtyard, wondering if she was thinking or waiting.

"Master, Miss, she seems to be angry." The little girl blamed herself, she did what the son ordered, but still made Miss angry.

Luo Chen's mouth had a faint smile, and he smiled meaningfully: "She will definitely agree."

The next day, Luo Xiyan really came to find Luo Chen with a lunch box. The first thing she said when she entered the door was: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Luo Chen squeezed a hemp ball from the lunch box, and he said with a smile: "I just want to let the world know what Qi Qi really looks like. I don't want her to live in rumors anymore."

Luo Xiyan sighed deeply, Luo Chen was still too naive about this world, she persuaded: "Brother, do you know that the human heart is a very complicated thing, it is not something you can change if you want to."

"If it can be changed a little, isn't that a good thing?" Luo Chen's attitude was completely opposite to Luo Xiyan's.

Luo Xiyan paused for a long time before saying: "Okay, you can set up a restaurant for the refugees in the name of the princess, but you must not expose it."

Luo Chen said gently: "Don't worry, no."

There were two people in the teahouse discussing new things in the capital.

One person enthusiastically shared his news: "Have you heard that the princess set up a restaurant on West Street to provide food for the refugees for free."

Someone asked, "Which princess?"

"Who else could this be? Of course it's Nan Qiqi. Apart from that willful seventh princess, there is no other princess in Nan Zhou."

Some people began to sneer: "Hoho, is there anyone who dares to eat the seventh princess' rice? Aren't you afraid of poison in the rice?"

"Hahahahaha..." Everyone in the teahouse burst into laughter.

A young man dressed in black sat in the corner drinking tea silently. After listening to all their exchanges, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He walked to the counter in silence and said to the owner of the restaurant, "I've packed the restaurant, let those people get out."

Situ Ling took out the gold and glanced at the people who were discussing. He didn't understand why some people kept their mouths open.

At first, the owner of the restaurant thought that Situ Ling was talking wildly, but when he saw the golden gold, he immediately felt that those flies were really disgusting.

The owner of the teahouse bowed and said, "I'll follow your son's orders and let them get out."

Situ Ling circled around the group of people who were talking endlessly and came back, saying to the restaurant owner, "It's not too late for them to finish drinking this cup of tea."

The boss said what he said, and the boss didn't dare to disobey.

Situ Ling returned to his place calmly, the tea was cold, he refilled himself another cup, and quietly watched the group finish drinking the tea.

The owner of the teahouse immediately went to coax them away: "Get out of here immediately!"

Several people were so popular that they were going to have a theory with the boss, but they opened and closed their mouths but couldn't make any sound.

"Ah... ah?" Several people screamed anxiously, but they could only make ah sounds, and they danced and painted their voices.

But the boss didn't even pay attention to them, he just pushed them out the door together, and the noisy teahouse instantly became quiet.

Situ Ling picked up the teacup, the corners of his lips raised unconsciously. A handful of lost voices were enough to keep them speechless for three days.

They can only blame themselves for saying things that shouldn't be said, this mouth should be closed!