"What... what?" The housekeeper couldn't hold back his surprise for a moment, and the expression on his face was fixed in astonishment.
He has been at Prince's Residence for more than ten years. Although he was recently promoted to the position of general manager, he still thinks that he understands every slight change in the expression of his Prince and analyzes the most authentic thoughts from them--
Prince is not just "not annoying", he clearly likes the two little guys in the yard!
But...
Prince He even wanted to get rid of his own brother, so how could... how could he like his brother's heir?!
Jiang Yi'an turned and looked at the butler.
Sometimes, the attitude of the people above you will directly affect the way your subordinates do things.
Even if he had said not to neglect the two little dumplings, there would still be people who thought they were smart and figured out his thoughts.
Secretly, he didn't want the two little guys to suffer so much here, so telling Cui Yue about the matter directly was the fastest way he could think of.
"Uncle Cui," Jiang Yi'an put away his usual indifference and gradually gained warmth in his eyes, "Jiang Yingcheng From the time Imperial Study ran out until she left the palace, a full hour passed."
"Do you know what she has been doing during this time?"
"What?" Cui Yue looked stunned, feeling that everything around him was not so real.
Jiang Yi'an's usually cold voice sounded in the silent air, "She carried a small baggage on her back and escaped many obstacles along the way. She went to the palace of the brothers and sisters she had become friends with and left a farewell gift prepared in advance."
His people just happened to cut off one of them, and after opening it, they found that it was full of medicinal materials that were beneficial to the body, as well as several exquisite prescriptions for the symptoms.
There was even a handwritten letter inside, the handwriting on it was crooked. Jiang Yanchuan had tried hard for a long time, but couldn't get the little guy to write a few big words, but now she could write two big words at once.
This is just for one of them.
People who miss Blood Relatives will always receive preferential treatment from him.
Jiang Yi'an came back from his distant thoughts and looked at Cui Yue behind him. "So, you..." Do you know what to do?
Cui Yue's eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly realized. "So, she already knew that her identity was false, and she was prepared to say goodbye in advance!"
Jiang Yi'an:"..."
The more Cui Yue talked, the more excited he became. "She might even have bribed Eunuch around Emperor Mingze in advance. Otherwise, how could she get the news right away?!"
Jiang Yi'an turned around and left.
"Eh?" Cui Yue quickly raised his leg, "Prince, wait a minute, old slave Prince!"
"I really think this is the truth of this matter. Think about it, if she didn't have any evil intentions in her heart, how could she..."
"Prince--"
"Huh?" Jiang Yingcheng reluctantly ate two bites of the food sent by the butler, looking bleakly, "What do you like?"
She was making her next escape plan, but this old man kept talking in her ears, so she couldn't come up with the plan and couldn't hear the old man's words clearly.
"My Prince said he likes you," Cui Yue repeated tirelessly, his eyes particularly sincere, "How did you do it?"
He figured it out after he went back.
His Prince would treat these two little guys differently simply because, from these two little guys, he caught a glimpse of the light of family affection that he yearned for.
This Fake Princess is clearly in a life and death crisis, but she still insists on delivering the medicinal materials she thinks are useful to her relatives.
This real Imperial Prince has obviously known his identity for a long time, but he has never thought of exposing the matter. He only silently watched the glory and wealth that should belong to him being occupied by this Fake Princess without any complaints.
This kind of temptation is too fatal for Prince Jing, who has never experienced the deep love of brotherhood.
And he, Cui Yue, as the new butler of Prince Jing's Residence, should strive for a little bit of light for his family Prince!
Today he will definitely--
"Pa-ta--"
The slight sound of food falling on the table successfully interrupted Cui Yue's thoughts that were already drifting into the unknown distance.
"What's wrong?" Cui Yue looked at the female doll opposite with a dull expression.
Why didn't you notice it for a moment? It was like you were frightened by something?!
Jiang Yingcheng just learned the origin of this inexplicable conversation from 007, and everyone was stunned for a long time.
"H-like Chengcheng?"
Cui Yue Looking at the surprised expression of the little dumpling in front of him, he actually felt a little untimely happy in his heart.
Take a look.
It's not that he doesn't understand his Prince.
The one who is liked doesn't even feel it at all!
"Yes!" He nodded resolutely with the best wish to warm Prince.
Jiang Yingcheng was silent.
Jiang Yingcheng's eyes are bright!
[Like Chengcheng?!]
[Then Chengcheng has a solution!]
When he looked up again, the expression on Jiang Yingcheng's face was a mixture of three parts shock, three parts touch, three parts surprise, and a trace of grievance. "Did Uncle Prince Jing really say that?"
Cui Yue was stunned and panicked. He hurriedly called someone to hand over the veil, "Why are you still crying?!"
A layer of mist-like moisture quickly accumulated in the little guy's eyes, and his eye sockets turned red on the spot.
Prince Jing has no children, and he has never married. Cui Yue, who has never been exposed to children of this age, has a big head.
Jiang Yingcheng The moisture under the eyes gathered more and more, and then, it formed into a round drop of water, slowly sliding down from the corner of the eye...
Within a moment, she already burst into tears, crying until she hiccupped, "Cheng, Chengcheng always thought that Uncle Prince Jing didn't like Chengcheng..."
Cui Yue hurriedly went to help the little guy wipe his tears. "Why do you think so?"
He hated crying children very much, but because this little guy was his dumpling that Prince had personally said he "liked", and even though the baby cried sadly, he refused to make too much noise. This stubborn and aggrieved look made his heart soften for a moment.
"But, but..." Jiang Yingcheng said, "Before, Chengcheng carved a small doll for Uncle Prince Jing as a gift. Uncle Prince Jing not only confiscated it, but also threw up his sleeves and left on the spot..."
"This..."
Cui Yue racked his brains. "Maybe... he was... well..."
Although he couldn't find a reasonable explanation, at that moment Cui Yue was overwhelmed by the huge sense of responsibility. "Maybe we can carve another one and give it to Prince Jing to try?"
"Then, if Uncle Prince Jing still doesn't accept it, Chengcheng will feel so embarrassed and embarrassed--"
"It's okay! Otherwise... we carve it secretly?"
Jiang Yingcheng was happy. "Don't tell Uncle Prince Jing?"
Cui Yue was so proud. "Naturally!"
He, Cui Yue, is determined to protect the iron-blooded tenderness of Prince to the death!!
[Hehe~]
Lin Jinshu:"..."