After kicking the scumbag husband, the prince hugged my thigh and begged me to marry him

"I never thought that meat would be so delicious, and I never thought that millet porridge would be so sweet." Ye Mingyuan ate so much that he choked in his throat and couldn't eat any more.

The housekeeper felt a little distressed and went directly to massage him to help him digest properly.

"What has happened outside these days? Please tell me carefully." Ye Mingyuan was surprised why Dali Temple suddenly changed his attitude toward him. The only possibility was that his daughter had offended someone she shouldn't have offended again. .

How does the housekeeper know?

"I heard that the young lady was summoned to the palace, but I don't know what exactly happened. But the invitations to the two shops she was planning to open were all returned, and no one took any notice."

The housekeeper knew about this, and it was also the purchaser's mother-in-law who inquired about it. The master was not at home at that time, and the Ye family was also in panic. There are even slaves who already have a living contract considering whether to leave.

After all, one day for a cat or one day for a dog, who knows if tomorrow they will have no money left to live.

"Oh, indeed it is."

Although Ye Mingyuan didn't know the details, he could make a rough guess, "This girl, I really don't know what to say."

It's hard to stay in the Luoning Palace and be in the limelight all day long? Even though she was born in an uncle's house, she was nothing in the eyes of dignitaries.

He is not well-liked as a father, let alone her?

"So there is no news that His Highness King Luoning has returned yet?"

"No."

"Then let's continue to endure it..." Ye Mingyuan digested for a while, then became greedy again, picked up the snacks on the table and ate a few more.

"It doesn't matter whether others go or not, we are going. We will also send an invitation letter to Prince Chen in my name."

Ye Mingyuan knew that the sisters didn't get along, but wouldn't it be a good thing to have someone to support them at this time?

The butler's mouth twitched, and he felt that the master had a simple mind. He never considered whether his eldest aunt might have done this dirty thing?

Moreover, Ye Qingyou didn't send an invitation to the Ye family at all, because she took herself too seriously.

Ye Mingyuan was eating when word spread outside that Ye Qingyou had arrived.

When she entered the door, she saw Ye Mingyuan stuffing something into his mouth, and her heart dropped to her stomach.

"Father is doing well? It makes his daughter worry too much."

She asked Qiu He to put aside the supplements she brought, prepare to drink a cup of tea and leave.

"Just as I was talking about you, you came." Ye Mingyuan straightened his body, "No one will go to the store when it opens, so don't worry. In the worst case, I will ask everyone from the Ye family to come over and support me. As long as the scene is not cold."

These words seemed to be comforting, but Ye Qingyou's ears were filled with confusion.

"Don't go either. Let's have a good life. I will have my own way to open the shop. The Ye family should not interfere in this."

Ye Mingyuan was very unhappy, "What? As a loyal uncle, I went to support you, and I lost face for you?"

"You said this yourself, I didn't." Ye Qing slowly sipped the tea. The rock tea from Wuqing Mountain was really good.

Ye Mingyuan looked embarrassed.

He, a first-class uncle, seems to have really taken over his daughter's glory?

"My father is also afraid that you will be bullied. Or who do you want to invite? Tell me? It's not impossible for me to send you an invitation."

He thought for a long time in the Dali Temple prison, and indeed began to reflect on his own problems.

Ye Qingyou wanted to refuse, but she still mentioned someone, "What kind of person do you think Wang Zan is? Have you ever had contact with him?"

"Who? Wang Zan? Confucian Wang?" Ye Mingyuan was dumbfounded, not expecting his daughter to mention this person. Ye Qingyou nodded, "I want to invite him."

Ye Mingyuan: "..."

Why don't you let me invite His Majesty? It's better to go back to Dali Temple and stay for a few days.

"He is stubborn and stubborn. He is upright and does not know how to flatter. He is a rare person around your majesty who does not flatter you. But his loyal words are hard to hear. You may make Long Yan very angry one day. You'd better stay away from him. Son, and if you invite him, he won’t go.”

Ye Mingyuan is used to watching people order their dishes. In his opinion, people like Wang Zan live their lives licking blood from the tip of a knife and will die sooner or later.

Ye Qingyou was poured a lot of cold water on her, and she felt even more uneasy, "But I think he is a very good person, not as bad as you said, right?"

She only met Wang Zan because of the Northern Chao Cha Ya. He was indeed a master of tea ceremony, but Ye Qingyou knew nothing about other aspects.

Ye Mingyuan said coldly, "Just listen to me. In fact, if you want to invite experts to come and support me, it's not impossible... There are a few calligraphy and paintings that you can invite, but you need to spend some money."

The more he spoke, the softer his voice became. After all, he had no money left to make up for it.

Ye Qingyou rolled her eyes and said, "What do you mean by asking for money? Then don't insult my shop by such sanctimonious people. I would rather give wolfberry and ginseng to dogs."

Ye Mingyuan clicked his tongue twice, "Isn't there a better way? And if you are rejected by that Wang Zan, your reputation will be completely ruined. That is the leading Confucian master in the capital. If he says no, it is equivalent to a death sentence. Shop Don’t open it, just close it.”

Ye Qingyou: "..."

Why is it that the more I talk about this, the more unsure I become?

"Okay, I'm leaving."

She felt uneasy in her heart and just wanted to go back and think of countermeasures. What Ye Mingyuan said was not unreasonable. He asked the great scholar to take the risk.

But if we don’t invite him, who else can come to raise the scene? Pan Sisheng definitely can't do it, let alone use his connections.

Ye Qingyou was confused all the way back to Prince Luoning's Mansion, but he didn't expect that Yu Wenliang was waiting for him at the gate.

"Your Highness? Why are you here?" Ye Qingyou got off the carriage at the door and quickly stepped forward to salute.

Yu Wenliang said happily, "I have been here for a long time, but I didn't expect you to go out."

"What's the matter?" Ye Qingyou asked directly. She didn't dare to invite Yu Wenliang in, otherwise Emperor Liang would not kill her directly if he found out.

Yu Wenliang naturally didn't understand this matter, "I heard that the young lady's herbal medicine pavilion is about to open? I'm here to ask for two invitations."

Ye Qingyou: "..."

This shop looks like it really needs to be opened.

"Your Highness, you don't study in the palace, but you also go out to attend the opening of the shop? If His Majesty and the Queen find out, the daughter of the people will be blamed." She simply pointed it out directly, not wanting to be a ghost who died unjustly.

Yu Wenliang laughed and said, "Don't worry, my father will never blame me. I came here to ask for it for my master, not just myself."

Ye Qingyou was surprised, "Who are you talking about? Master?"

"Yes, of course he is my master. You met him that day." Yu Wenliang did not dare to mention the master's name directly, "So, Madam Ye, will you give it to me or not?"

"Here, give it, give it now!" Ye Qingyou was in a panic for a moment.

She also begged her grandfather to ask her grandmother to think about whether she could invite this great god, but she didn't expect him to take the initiative to come?

She finally understood what it meant to dream of a wife, and her dream came true.

"Wait for me to make two invitations with my own hands. Your Highness, please wait a moment!"