The Transmigrated Life of a Salty Fish Family

At this moment, Yan Yu also slipped over to the men's section and had someone call Pan Zheng out.

He immediately said, "Brother Pan, I miss my father. Could you go back and talk to the General? I need to take my men and leave ahead of time."

Pan Zheng glared at him: "Why do you always think of things that don't go your way? Didn't we say we had to wait until your uncle finished his exams? I even went to great lengths to beg Dad to let the escort team have a few days off, and now you want to move it up! There's a reason why the army moves, and when it moves is always important. Take the escort job, for example. It was originally assigned to your little camp, but now you want to leave early. Isn't that just causing trouble?"

The escort mission assigned to Xiao Anying was actually a raid on the Prince's residence.

Royal assets are not to be touched by others, especially items bearing royal markings, which must not be allowed to fall into the wrong hands. Therefore, neither the Guanzhou Army nor the Duke of Dingguo's army tacitly agreed not to touch the rebel prince's property, and even sent special personnel to inventory and recover it according to the register.

After the rebel king died, the news reached Xizhou and several thieves who had fled with stolen goods were found. It took the Duke of Dingguo a lot of effort to collect the stolen goods.

The escort mission seemed important, but in reality, no one would dare to touch this batch of valuables, which is why it fell to Xiao An Camp, under the command of Pan Zheng.

The Xizhou army is now out of fighting strength, and the troops gathered by the three young masters are no match for them. This is the final moment to reap the rewards. Apart from Xiao An Camp, which has a weak foundation, no one under the Duke of Dingguo is willing to take on the task of returning to the capital first.

Yan Yu didn't need to explain much. He blinked, sniffed, and whispered, "Big brother, I'm begging you!"

"Hey! You, stop with that attitude."

Pan Zheng felt as if he had been scalded by boiling water; it burned him to death!

In my memory, this little brother Yan has always been confident, valiant, and incomparably brave; he has never shown weakness like this before.

"Fine, fine, I'll agree, okay? I'll beg and make a scene, I'll make sure you get what you want."

Yan Yu's expression immediately changed, and she beamed, saying, "Brother Pan, thanks!"

"You, you!" Pan Zheng's mouth twisted in disbelief.

Yan Yu clasped his hands in a fist and said solemnly, "I still have some business to attend to, so I won't stay any longer. Farewell!"

He ran away in a flash.

Pan Zheng was so angry that he stomped his feet on the spot.

……

Yan Yu ran to the Crown Princess's courtyard, her steps becoming much lighter.

"Waiter, come quick! Look, isn't Xiao Bao smiling?" the Crown Princess called out gently.

Does a three-day-old baby even know what laughter is?
Motherly love is truly great; the Crown Princess was blinded by it.

Yan Yu peeked over and stared intently for a long time.

"It really is! The corners of his mouth turn up!" She looked around as if she had discovered a new continent, and was even more certain that this kid must have been born with it; the corners of his mouth turned up, making him look like he was smiling.

Gene mutation!

This must be a gene mutation.

She will not follow the Crown Prince's wife, nor will she follow the Crown Prince.

Well, even the King of England isn't like that.

Granny Cui smiled and said, "Our little prince is born with a smiling face. He will never have any worries in his life. He is very lucky!"

The maids around him echoed his sentiments, their sweet words filling the entire room.

The Crown Princess laughed repeatedly as she was coaxed.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "Ouch!"

"Prince Princess!"

"Prince Princess!"

The Crown Princess clutched her chest, slowly calming her breathing.

Qiu Xiang came over to check and changed the dressing in the process.

"nothing."

The Crown Princess was finally relieved.

"Don't make me laugh, the wound hasn't healed yet," she said with a smile, without a hint of blame.

Mother and son are safe.

The Crown Princess is now perfectly content with her son. "Crown Princess, it's almost time. I'll come and take Xiao Bao over," Yan Yu said.

The royal third-day christening is always held in the afternoon.

The more prestigious the status, the later it is.

"Go then." The Crown Princess reluctantly said, and couldn't help but remind him, "Bring Xiao Bao back when you're done."

Yan Yu responded and told Qiu Xiang to pick up the child and follow her.

……

The ladies are ready.

No amount of extravagance could be too much for the young prince's third-day celebration.

This is a social activity for women.

Yan Yu stood to the side, watching the basin overflow with gold, silver, and jade artifacts, tears of envy streaming down her face.

When no one was looking, Li Xuemei took a handkerchief and pressed it to her mouth.

"Where did you take Madam Zhao?" she asked in a low voice.

Because the venue was changed at the last minute, the place was almost full when Madam Zhao arrived. In front of the ladies, Madam Zhao didn't make a scene for the sake of her reputation, and had no choice but to follow the maid to take her seat. Fortunately, nothing went wrong.

Yan Yu chuckled: "She kept insisting on seeing the Crown Princess, but the Crown Princess is too ill to receive guests, so we can only take her to see the Crown Prince."

"Isn't that exactly what she wanted?" Li Xuemei said reproachfully, "Didn't you realize that she brought several girls here specifically for the young master?"

"Given the current situation of the Prince and the Heir Apparent, this matter cannot be prevented. To put it bluntly, it all depends on whether they are willing or not. Madam Zhao is an elder, and even if she is not well-liked, the Heir Apparent's wife is naturally inferior. Given her personality, she cannot say anything forceful. The Heir Apparent is different. If he says no, it will also put Madam Zhao's mind at risk."

Yan Yu added, "The Zhao family is also anxious. The Crown Prince's wife just gave birth to a precious son for the Crown Prince. This is the most precious grandson of the Prince of Ying. The Crown Prince would never disrespect the Crown Prince's wife at this time."

"The Zhao family's daughters are quite pretty," Li Xuemei remarked.

"Hehe! Didn't you pay close attention to the plum blossom viewing banquet the Crown Princess hosted last time? This batch of people who came are different from the last batch." Yan Yu gossiped, "The last batch was more for the Prince, this batch is for the Crown Prince. Judging from looks, the Prince lost. His batch is clearly not as good as the Crown Prince's, hahahahaha!"

"You little rascal, you tell me everything!" Li Xiumei pinched her.

Yan Yu wasn't in any pain at all, and said with a grin, "Mother, you go and help out a little longer. Qiu Xiang and I are taking Xiao Bao back!"

Qiu Xiang carried the child, and Yan Yu carried the box, and they returned the way they came.

Several people tried to take the box from her arms along the way, but Yan Yu refused.

Even if it can't last forever, it's still worth having had it.

This short stretch of road represents her brief past.

"Whose young lady is that? Is she lost?"

Yan Yu looked over and saw that Miss Zhao, who had just been gossiping with her mother, was walking towards them as if she had just heard the correct route from someone.

Upon meeting face to face, Yan Yu's little nose twitched as she smelled the strong aroma of smoke.

Yes, there was indeed a smoked chicken dish on the table today.

It's a specialty dish of Chef He from the household.

In the past, the Prince's Mansion was frugal, and the masters in the mansion did not particularly like this dish, so Chef He was not particularly noticeable.

It was because Xiao Er loved to eat that the Crown Princess accidentally learned of her skill and promoted her, even using her own money to build a kiln specifically for smoking chickens.

A map of the Prince's Palace flashed through Yan Yu's mind.

The location of the kiln.

Their current location.

Where Miss Zhao should have been.

Goodness, we've gone in a huge circle.

Strange! (End of Chapter)