"That's Miss Yang in front of me."
The man rode up to An Qing, but before he could reach An Qing, he dismounted and held up his hands, asking.
An Qing straightened up slightly, looked at the man in black with some surprise, and took a deep breath: "The civilian girl is Yang Anqing."
"It will take another hour for the prince to arrive here.
The prince likes light and clean food.
Please prepare accordingly, Miss Yang."
The man told some of the prince's preferences one by one.
Without even pausing, he got on his horse and left, as if It's never been the same.
An Qing watched the man walking away and slowly let out a breath.
This man was not the Ninth Prince.
She felt her whole heart relax.
"Hurry up and order someone to rearrange the Tingzhu Garden prepared for the prince.
We don't want luxury, just elegance and chic.
Forget it, I'll go there myself."
Because of the reminder from the man before, many things were going to be disrupted.
An Qing ordered Butler Wu, but as he said so, he decided to go on his own.
After all, someone had come to remind him that if he didn't do it right, things would be serious.
An Qing personally took the people to change the luxurious golden splendor into the clean and elegant one that literati like.
He went to the kitchen to cut out the previous dishes.
Seeing that an hour had passed, he quickly changed his clothes and led everyone to stand. doorway But in less than a quarter of an hour, a sedan and two guards arrived in front of An Qing.
An Qing led everyone to kneel down and salute.
The curtain of the sedan was lifted, and a face was revealed, but it was a skin that was thicker than his daughter's.
Even better, like fine white jade, his brows and eyes sparkle like stars at night, but he is an extremely handsome man.
"Let's all get back together."
The Ninth Prince stretched out his hand to help An Qing, and then waved his hand.
An Qing's eyes only glanced at the Ninth Prince and then moved away.
Seeing this, the Ninth Prince's smile deepened a little.
"Your Highness, please move forward."
An Qing turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation, asking the Ninth Prince to walk in front.
It was almost evening.
An Qing invited the Ninth Prince into the house and ordered people to go to the kitchen to inform him and prepare the dishes.
During this time, everyone in the government office got the news and came to pay a visit.
A banquet was laid out, and the Ninth Prince sat alone at the center seat.
The adults in the government office wanted to come forward to please him, but were stopped by him with a wave of their hands.
Instead, they pointed at An Qing and said: "Miss Yang is here for this king.
You are very tired, come and sit close to me."
The Ninth Prince stretched out his jade-like fingers and waved to An Qing.
Everyone in the government office looked at An Qing with envy, but no one dared to say anything.
Although the Ninth Prince looked extremely handsome and seemed to be easy to talk to, people who had been in contact with the Ninth Prince or had heard of the Ninth Prince As we all know, this Ninth Prince is a typical living king of hell.
He will fall out with him whenever he wants.
He doesn't show any kindness at all.
What he hates most is when people disobey him.
As a member of the Yang family, Shi Qinghe is inconspicuous, but he is the uncle after all, and has been following An Qing.
At this time, looking at the Ninth Prince, his eyes were bright and he wanted to move forward.
After all, the prince appreciated him, Shi Qinghe Qinghe's status in the Yang family can be greatly changed, and it can even be said that he can use the power of the Nine Kings to control the Yang family.
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If there is such an opportunity, he will naturally risk his life to get it.
"Woman, how can I sit at the same table with the prince?
The younger one is Yang's uncle, and he is willing to accompany the prince."
When Shi Qinghe saw the ninth prince, his eyes almost glowed green.
He was not in the officialdom, and he didn't have that many connections. , did not know the taboos of the Ninth Prince, and only thought about his own ambitions. tgt ttrgt: