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When Mingyue heard this, she slapped her clothes onto the makeup table beside the mirror. "She's wearing red and others can't? She is the daughter of the Ming family, could it be that I am worse than her? "

As he spoke, he got even angrier and threw out several makeup boxes. "I must wear the exact red today, and I must find the most gorgeous set." As he spoke, he went to rummage through his clothes.

Tao Lu followed behind with a bitter face, wanting to say something but not daring to. She finally understood why the Prime Minister had told the two ladies not to wear red.

The servants and servants of the general's mansion had already cleaned up the mansion spotlessly, and the guest rooms had been prepared according to the number of people. Everyone in the estate was very happy, not because of his Majesty's arrival, but because their young master had returned today.

Qing Hua was urging the kitchen to stew the chicken soup even before dawn. She reckoned that her young miss was impatient to return as soon as she opened her eyes, so she didn't hesitate to wait for His Majesty.

Sure enough, after the chicken soup was stewed for more than two hours, the servants and servants within the manor came out to welcome him. When Qing Hua heard the movements of the servant girls, she hurriedly left the room, the water on her hands still hadn't dried yet.

"Young Miss, please!" The servants greeted Ming You enthusiastically.

"Mm, where's Tsinghua University?" She had not seen Qing Hua for a long time, so she was the one that thought the most.

"This servant is at the back. The maidservants in this mansion are too noisy, they can't even squeeze in this servant's seat." Qing Hua walked over with a smile. Ming You got out of the carriage, grinning, "Qinghua."

Qinghua did not go to hug her as usual, but instead scolded the servants behind her, "It's getting more and more unruly. Now that the young mistress is the empress, I should call her Your Highness."

Then he bent his knees and respectfully bowed, "This slave, Qinghua greets Your Highness. Your Highness is thousands of years old and thousands of years old." The servants behind Qing Hua hurriedly followed and bowed to him.

Ming You stared blankly for a moment before a dull look flashed across his eyes. Then, he nodded and said, "Stand up."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" The group of people stood up, and Qing Hua went to carry her back down to the ground.

Ming You smelt a familiar scent and saw all the familiar furnishings in the mansion. Her mind immediately came to life. She jogged off and told Ru Yi, "Watch my little rabbit."

"Yes ~" Qing Hua let the servant send Ru Yi off to rest, and then called for the crowd with a serious expression. "I'll say it again today, we are from the Ming Mansion, so we should abide by the mansion's rules. Now that His Highness was the Queen, he had to follow the rules of etiquette. Otherwise, if we don't take it seriously, how will the people outside poke at His Highness' spine? "

"Yes." Everyone agreed.

"In the future, if anyone dares to call you wrong and perform the wrong salute, you will be fined half a month's worth of silver." Qing Hua knew that if he didn't have the slightest bit of ruthlessness in his actions, he wouldn't be able to change his course of action in a short period of time.

In Qing Hua's opinion, if even he disrespected his master, then others would follow suit, much less a High Lord.

When Feng Xian left the court, Little Chun was already waiting. He saw what Little Chun looked like. Feng Xian understood that the ball of milk had probably run back long ago.

"How long have you been gone?"

Feng Xian asked coldly. Little Shun Zi, who was still in a daze, let out an "Ah!".

Feng Xian asked coldly, "How long has Ming You been gone for?"

"His Majesty left for the morning assembly not long after. Lady Ru Yi followed him. Your Majesty, are you going back to the Longsong Palace or to the royal study? "