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"I don't want to go." Chen Mengyao leaned close to Yun Jin's ear and whispered, "It's so cold in the palace. Last time I went to a palace banquet, my feet were numb with cold when I came back. And all the food was cold, so I had an upset stomach for two days afterward."

Yun Jin was actually quite interested in seeing what ancient imperial palaces and victory celebrations were like, but after hearing what she said, she lost interest.

Besides, she was just an adopted daughter. If she went to the palace, she would have to kneel before everyone. If she accidentally offended someone, her life would be in danger.

Hearing the words "victory celebration banquet," Yunxiu leaned closer and said, "Second sister, Father always takes Mother and me to the palace banquets. Do you want to go? If you do, I can give you my spot."

Yun Jin glanced at her and saw the hypocrisy that she couldn't hide on her face. She hadn't wanted to go, but after hearing what she said, she deliberately said, "Okay, I've never been to the palace before. Thank you, sister."

Yunxiu paused, immediately regretting her words, and said awkwardly, "Alright, I'll talk to Father and see if we can change the name on the invitation to yours. If we can, I'll definitely let my sister go to the palace to broaden her horizons."

Chen Mengyao sneered: "I thought you could make the decision."

Yun Jin didn't reply, she just smiled.

Yunxiu felt extremely embarrassed.

Granny Qi, who was standing nearby, couldn't stand it any longer and stepped forward to say, "Miss Chen, our eldest young lady really can't make the decision, but she's willing to plead for the second young lady, and that's a good intention."

Chen Mengyao's face darkened, and she said coldly, "How dare a servant like you interrupt when our master is speaking? What kind of rules are these in your household? Lord Yun is the Minister of Rites!"

Granny Qi was somewhat annoyed: "Although I am just a servant, I am still a servant of the Yun family. Is it appropriate for Miss Chen to speak like that?"

Chen Mengyao straightened up, looking down at her: "You know you're just a servant? Even though I'm just a cousin of the Zheng family, I have the entire Grand Tutor's Mansion behind me! Who gave you the audacity to lecture me?"

Granny Qi's face flushed red instantly. She had been by Liu Zhixue's side for many years, and Liu Zhixue had never treated her like a servant. She had also always considered herself an elder by Yunxiu's side. She felt that she had only said something, and Chen Mengyao shouldn't have reacted this way. She never expected that Chen Mengyao would directly accuse her of such a serious offense.

Just as Yunxiu was about to speak, Yunjin suddenly looked at her curiously: "Sister, are the servants in our household really allowed to interrupt at will? I'll have to ask Mother about this rule later."

Yunxiu's face flushed red instantly. After holding it in for a long time, she looked at Granny Qi and said through gritted teeth, "Granny Qi, apologize!"

Granny Qi never expected that Chen Mengyao, a mere cousin, would be so disrespectful, and she certainly didn't expect Yun Jin to add fuel to the fire.

Not daring to cause trouble for Yunxiu, she could only resignedly bow, saying, "I'm sorry, Miss Chen, this old servant has overstepped my bounds!"

But Chen Mengyao had no intention of letting her off the hook: "Whose old servant are you? Trying to act superior to me based on your age?"

Granny Qi gritted her teeth and bowed her head again: "I'm sorry, it's my fault!"

Chen Mengyao snorted coldly, "For Miss Yun's sake, I'll let it slide. Mama Qi, right? Remember this from now on: as a servant, don't cause trouble for your masters!"

After saying that, she still wouldn't give up, and said indifferently, "Get out, I don't want to see you in the house."

This constant use of "servant" completely humiliated Granny Qi. If she went out, she would lose even more face, so she could only look to Yunxiu, hoping that she could speak up for her.

Yunxiu bit her lip and said, "Sister Mengyao, let's just forget about it. After all, Mother Qi is getting old; let her stay in the room."

Chen Mengyao sneered, "But I don't want to see her. I booked this room. If Miss Yun cares about her servant, she can always change rooms."

Yunxiu's face turned green with anger. It's just a room!

She really wanted to leave, but she didn't want Yun Jin and Chen Mengyao to be alone together.

Seeing this, Granny Qi had no choice but to resign herself to her fate and said, "Miss, you don't need to feel sorry for me. I'll leave. It was my fault today."

After saying that, she turned and left.

Just then, the waiter brought the tea. Chen Mengyao pulled Yun Jin to sit down at the table, as if nothing had happened: "Have some tea. Their Longjing tea is especially good. Prince Yu won't be here soon, let's sit and wait."

Yunxiu was so angry she wanted to scratch the wall. She couldn't understand how Chen Mengyao could have such a good relationship with a wild girl from a small place.

But that doesn't stop her from being shameless.

She moved closer to the two of them, forcing a gentle smile on her face: "Let me make you some tea; I've studied tea ceremony."

Chen Mengyao did not stop her; instead, she raised her hand and gestured for her to proceed.

Yun Jin smiled and said, "Great! We're in for a treat today."

Yunxiu took a deep breath, picked up the teapot, and began to demonstrate the tea ceremony to the two of them.

Yunxiu's movements are indeed beautiful.

She picked up the teapot, and with a slight turn of her wrist, the water flowed into the cup like a silk thread, filling it exactly seven-tenths full.

Her hands were steady, and her posture was composed; it was clear she had practiced diligently.

The tea soup was clear and bright, with a fragrant aroma rising gently. She handed the first cup to Chen Mengyao, the second cup to Yun Jin, and finally picked up the third cup herself.

"Sister Mengyao, Second Sister, please." She wore a polite smile, as if nothing had happened.

Chen Mengyao took the tea, took a sip, and said nothing.

Yun Jin also picked up her teacup. The tea was excellent, and Yun Xiu's embroidery skills were indeed superb. She nodded and smiled, "Sister, your craftsmanship is superb."

Yunxiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and her smile became more genuine: "I'm glad Second Sister likes it. The tea ceremony was taught by Mr. Liu. He said that a woman's posture when holding a cup and the look in her eyes when serving tea are all skills."

She paused, then looked at Chen Mengyao, "What does Sister Mengyao think?"

Chen Mengyao said indifferently, "It's alright."

Yunxiu wasn't annoyed. She poured more tea for the two of them and kept talking about the benefits of tea ceremony.

Yun Jin held her teacup, occasionally responding with a few words.

The group had finished two pots of tea when suddenly someone downstairs shouted, "They're here! They're here!"

Yun Jin hurriedly put down her teacup, walked to the window, and leaned out to look.

At the end of the long street, a large black flag first comes into view, with a huge "誉" (reputation) embroidered on it, fluttering in the wind.

Behind the banners, the iron cavalry moved like a flowing river, their armor gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

The sound of horses' hooves was so uniform that it made the floorboards tremble slightly.

Yunxiu also came closer to the window, her eyes shining: "How magnificent!"

Chen Mengyao ignored her, only holding Yun Jin's hand and pointing to the middle of the line: "Prince Yu should be at the back."

At this moment, an even louder cheer erupted from the crowd.

A warhorse, entirely black, came into view.

The man on horseback was clad in silver armor, his figure upright like a pine tree, his face mostly covered by his helmet, revealing only a pair of deep eyes and a well-defined jawline.

He sat upright on his horse, exuding an imposing aura without anger, his gaze fixed straight ahead, as if the cheers and shouts around him had nothing to do with him.

"Is that Prince Yu?" Yun Jin asked softly.

Chen Mengyao nodded: "It's him, Xiao Jingyan."

Yun Jin had some impression of this name. The records about him in the files given by Tuoba Hui were pitifully few. She only vaguely remembered that he died quite young and the cause of death was unknown.

A prince with a distinguished military record died in the prime of his life; there must be a lot going on behind the scenes.

As she was thinking, she suddenly felt a gaze sweep over her.