C72 (1/2)

”My reward?” Jiang Wan was rather surprised to see Chang De Hai deliver the bazooka.

”That's right. When the Crown Prince heard that Jiang Si xiaojie had always kept him in her room, he told me to bring this to her.” Chang De Hai had been by Xiao Rui Zhao's side since he was young, and he had been training like a worm in Xiao Rui Zhao's stomach. With just a glance, he could tell what his master was thinking.

Since the last time he met Jiang Wan by the lake, Chang Dehai had been sighing in his heart, this girl's appearance was too similar to that of the late Crown Princess.

He even started to suspect that Jiang Liangdi had also discovered this point, which was why she was brought into the Crown Prince's Palace on purpose.

And now, this Fourth Miss Jiang seemed to have successfully attracted the attention of the crown prince.

In other words, if there were no mishaps, this young mistress Jiang could become his master in the future.

With this understanding, Chang De Hai naturally didn't dare to be negligent and explained to Jiang Wan, ”The Westerners call this thing the music box. As long as you turn the key at the bottom of the box and open the lid, you will be able to hear the sound.”

With that, Chang De Hai began to demonstrate to Jiang Wan.

With a smile on her face, Jiang Wan quietly sat to the side and watched. As a modern person, how could she not know about the music box?

However, at this moment, she secretly felt anxious.

In his memory, the crown prince Xiao Rui Zhao was not someone who was willing to spend too much time and effort in the backyard. Whether it was his previous life or this life, it could be seen from his attitude towards Jiang Yu and Cui Yingying.

Yet, in a moment of excitement, he got someone to give him this music box. Was it really as simple as letting him get rid of his boredom?

Jiang Wan was deeply suspicious.

Although Jiang Wan's rule was strict and people from the Youlan Palace were not allowed to spread the news, the news of Jiang Wan getting the music box from the Crown Prince spread like wildfire.

Lin Chenghui and Yang Zhao were sitting together.

”Sister Lin, what do you mean by that, the Crown Prince?” Yang Zhao looked delicate and weak as he sat at the side. He picked up a fresh plum on the table and took a bite.

The sour taste was exactly what she was feeling at the moment.

”What else can it mean? So what if you like it? ” Lin Chenghui sighed as he looked out the window at the spring scenery, ”I've always only heard new people laugh, who would ever hear old people cry?”

”Ah?” ”Sister Lin, are you saying that she will also …” Yang Zhao pointed in the direction of the Youlan Palace, hesitating to speak.

Lin Chenghui gave Yang Zhao a gloomy look and said, ”I didn't say anything.”

She had been in the crown prince's residence for six years now, so she still knew what to say and what not to say.

”Next month is the Grand Concubine Selection Ceremony …” Lin ChengHui sighed as if he was referring to something. He considered whether or not he should send a message over to Cui Yingying in the Western Palace …