To Hold One’s Joy

  Chapter 440 Go to the Princess Mansion

  Luo Sheng sat down and looked at Ling Xiao.

  Delicate and shallow eyebrows, thin but tall figure, coupled with a cold and indifferent temperament, this is undoubtedly a pleasing young man.

  Luo Sheng put one hand on the armrest of the chair, keeping his eyes on the boy.

   This is the least like Su Yao in the row of young people that Princess Changle called in at the banquet yesterday, and it is also the reason why she chose this young man.

  Regardless of whether Su Yao was innocent or not in Miss Luo's death, anyway, she saw the reaction.

   Even so, she could still find the shadow of Su Yao from the young man in front of her.

  Then the face heads that Princess Changle found might make people mistake them for Su Yao at first sight.

  Luo Sheng carefully recalled the row of teenagers he saw at the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet yesterday.

  She just glanced at it casually at the time, but now she doesn't have a deep impression.

   There should be no one that looks very much like Su Yao, but there seem to be two that look like three or four quarters.

  Luo Sheng thought about this, but his eyes still fell on Ling Xiao.

  Ling Xiao stood quietly, although he couldn't hide his embarrassment, it was rare for him to have such calmness.

  Luo Sheng picked up the cup of tea and took a sip, then said casually: "Ling Xiao is a good name, did it come from His Highness?"

  Ling Xiao didn't expect Luo Sheng to ask about this, and replied: "You're joking, I'm as humble as mud, how can I have the honor of being named by His Royal Highness, the humble name is given by the steward of the Princess House."

   "Those people like you yesterday were all named by the nanny in charge?" Luo Sheng asked casually.

  She didn't know anything about the past between Miss Luo and Princess Changle. After Princess Changle returned to Beijing, she asked Hongdou carefully.

   "Yes." Ling Xiao replied without hesitation.

   "What about Luqi and Duyou?"

   "I heard that their names were given by His Highness."

  Luo Sheng put down the teacup, his thoughts turned.

  Lvqi and Duyou were brought back by Princess Changle from outside, so it can be seen that they are very favored. After all, according to the information she heard from Hongdou, Princess Changle is very ruthless to these face-to-face, once the freshness wears off, she doesn't know where to throw it.

  Luo Sheng withdrew his thoughts, and glanced at Ling Xiao with a smile: "So, Your Highness loves them both?"

  Ling Xiao's heart skipped a beat at this glance.

  One day before the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet, a strange atmosphere began to permeate among them. Everyone knew that Her Royal Highness would choose one to give to Miss Luo.

   They all want to be the chosen one.

  They are relaxed and glamorous when serving the princess, but when the princess gets tired of seeing it, it's hard to say.

  The iron-clad princess, with the face of flowing water, is actually the person that the princess gave to Miss Luo a few years ago and is still comfortably staying in the Metropolitan Government.

   Based on this, it is enough to make people with mediocre conditions like them tempted.

  Yes, in the eyes of the world, they may think that they are all pleasing and beautiful boys, but in the eyes of the princess who is used to seeing them, they are nothing.

  Of course, there are always people who are special, even if they don’t understand what is special, the princess thinks being special is enough.

  For example, Luqi and Duyou in the past, for example, now—

   "Why don't you talk?" Luo Sheng asked with a frown, noticing that the boy in front of him looked strange.

  Ling Xiao suddenly came back to his senses, under the gaze of those clear and bright black eyes, it seemed that it was difficult to muster up the courage to hide.

  In his capacity, if he was kicked out by Miss Luo, he would probably end up in a dirty place.

   What's more, Miss Luo asked about irrelevant matters, and there was no need to hide them.

   "His Royal Highness used to love the two of them."

  Luo Sheng heard some meaning, chuckled and said: "So do you have a new love now?"

  Ling Xiao hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "His Royal Highness now loves Feiyang the most."

   "You are in high spirits, and the name is not bad."

  Ling Xiao glanced at Luo Sheng, and explained: "It's the sun of the sun, the name given by His Highness."

   "I didn't see you yesterday, right?" Luo Sheng asked casually.

   "His Royal Highness did not let Fei Yang see the guests."

   "Okay, step back."

  Ling Xiao froze for a moment.

  Miss Luo asked him to come over and only said a few words before he could back down?

   Seeing the boy standing still, Luo Sheng frowned and glanced at him.

   Sensing the urging in the girl's eyes, Ling Xiao bowed and cupped his hands, and retreated silently.

  Luo Sheng hooked his fingers slightly, and tapped on the table lightly.

  Su Yao, Feiyang.

  The sun rises and there is sunshine.

   Could it be what she guessed?

  Luo Sheng quickly made a decision: she was going to the Princess Mansion again to meet Princess Changle for a while.

  At this time, Xiuyue was already in the restaurant, and Luo Sheng personally cooked a glutinous rice bean paste roll, put it in a food box and took it to the Princess Mansion.

   "A Sheng is here?" Princess Changle was resting in the room, and raised her eyebrows unexpectedly after hearing the servant's report.

  Since returning to the capital, she has taken the initiative to find A Sheng every time. It is rare for A Sheng to come to her.

"please come in."

   Not long after, Luo Sheng walked in with a food box.

  Princess Changle raised her lips: "Asheng, come and sit."

  Luo Sheng walked over and put the food box on the table.

  Princess Changle noticed the food box and asked with a smile, "What is this?"

   "I learned from Xiugu to make the glutinous rice bean paste roll, and bring it to His Highness to taste."

  Princess Changle's eyes flashed, and she couldn't hide her surprise: "A Sheng, you know how to make dim sum?"

   In the past, he could only eat.

   "A Sheng, you have changed a lot in just two years."

  Luo Sheng pursed his lips and smiled: "People will always change."

   "I haven't changed." Princess Changle raised her chin at the maid, "Open the food box."

  The maid opened the food box and carefully brought out the plate.

  The glutinous rice bean paste rolls arranged in the shape of a flower are made of fried glutinous rice on the outside and red bean paste on the inside.

   "I'll try it." Princess Changle took the soft towel handed over by the maid to clean her hands, picked up a roll of glutinous rice bean paste and put it into her mouth.

   After taking a bite, Princess Changle's eyes lit up, she finished the dim sum in two or three bites, and said with a smile, "A Sheng, the red bean paste in this dim sum is a bit special."

   "I put some rose sauce made by Xiu Gu."

   "No wonder."

  Princess Changle ate another piece, but felt that it was not enough.

   She has always liked good-looking teenagers and pastries made of glutinous rice.

  Looking at the white porcelain plate with only two snacks left, Princess Changle ordered the maid: "Take this to Chenxiang Garden."

  Seeing that the maid was about to leave with a tray, Luo Sheng asked with a smile, "Who made His Highness miss you so much?"

  Princess Changle chuckled lightly: "I miss A Sheng the most."

  Luo Sheng was silent.

  Princess Changle is really unbearable to ordinary people like this.

   But she has a thick skin, she is confident that she will not lose.

   "Your Highness, this is Jinwu Zangjiao, are you afraid that I will be greedy?" Luo Sheng asked with a smile.

  Princess Changle was not only not annoyed, but found a sense of familiarity and comfort from her good friend, and said to the maid: "You don't need to send it away, ask Feiyang to come and see A Sheng."

   Not long after, a young man in green shirt walked in slowly.

  Luo Sheng cast his gaze over, slightly trembling his eyelids.

  (end of this chapter)