After Mingruo finished eating pine nut pastry, Si Haochen chose another piece of Qibao Furong Cake and handed it to Mingruo's lips. He remembered that Mingruo liked to eat this.

Faced with the Qibao Furong Cake, Mingruo was a little embarrassed. The Furong Cake was a bit big, and it was a bit reluctant to eat it in one bite. If you part two bites, Si Haochen felt that something was wrong in his mind.

Please start the performance of the big mouth swallowing beast. Mingruo ate the hibiscus cake in one bite, his cheeks were bulging, like a little squirrel gnawing pine cones.

The tassels with golden silk and green emeralds on her head, which were shaking with auspicious steps of the dragon and phoenix. As she chewed, it was actually quite cute.

When Si Haochen smiled and went to get the jade rolls again, Mingruo quickly said, "I won't eat it."

"After entering the palace, you don't have to feel wronged. Even if you make a huge disaster, I can protect you." Si Haochen pointed to the brocade box placed in a corner of the desk, "Asan, help the princess hold the birthday gift."

"Puff..." Ming Ruo couldn't help laughing and named someone 'Asan', sure that he wasn't here to make fun of it.

"why are you laughing?"

"Nothing." Mingruo tried hard to make himself smile less obvious.

"Say..." It was not a big deal, but Si Haochen just wanted to know why she smiled.

"Don't say it." Mingruo shook his head.

"If you don't say it, I won't let the secret guards protect you." Si Haochen threatened the red fruit field.

As a human being, when you encounter a life-related decision, you have to 'take the heart': "The name A San is strangely unique..."

There were 15 secret guards who were close to protecting each other. According to the level of martial arts, they ranked one to fifteen. Qin Mo felt that it was difficult to pronounce the list, so he added a "Ah". What's so unique about this?

Si Haochen raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously saying - if you make up a little better, will this king look easy to cheat?

"Ahem... In my hometown, A San is not a good word." Mingruo looked at the man in black holding a brocade box and felt a little sorry.

"Then you change his name."

"I?"

"Yes." Si Haochen nodded, sure she heard it right.

Naming Hua was forced to open business again. Thinking of A Yi who was often instructed by Si Haochen, Mingruo probably had A Er. If this was changed too much, it would seem that A San was not sociable and would be isolated by his friends: "How does the prince think of the 'third year of junior high school'?"

"Very good." Si Haochen thought that the "third year of junior high school" sounded better and easier than "Asan", and Ayi and the others should also change it.

"Thank you, Princess, give her the name." As a secret guard, A San was still calm and restrained on the surface, but he was already happy. He was the only one in the secret guard who gave her the name by his master. The others were just assigned by Lord Qin.

"From today on, you will follow the princess to protect the princess' safety." Si Haochen explained again.

If he hadn't known that there was a statue of Guanyin with a white jade mutton fat worth tens of thousands of silver in the brocade box in his hand, he would have been so scared that he had been shocked to the ground. Before he could get the new name, he had been proud of his turn, and he was sent to the prince by the prince. He would not be the prince's secret guard from now on, and he would be crying.

"Subordinates obey the order." The third year of junior high school knelt down to receive the order. Life is indeed as Lord Qin said, with ups and downs.

Mingruo has no time to care about how complicated his mood is in the third year of junior high school. Madam Dong has already urged her to go out. She sat in a sedan chair and went all the way to the main entrance of the palace. Bypassing the screen wall, she saw that the door of the palace was wide open, and a luxurious golden nanmu horse carriage shining in the sun. The one who pulled the carriage was five tall and strong white horses, and the horse harnesses were inlaid with gold and jade, which were particularly energetic.

Today is my aunt's birthday. Chen Bichi got up early and pretended to be the one who planned to enter the palace early to celebrate his birthday. Shuanghuan asked someone to prepare a car, and came back and said that the prince's carriage was parked at the door of the mansion, and it seemed that he was going to enter the palace as well.

Chen Bichi was not in a hurry to enter the palace and was waiting there. He planned to have a "cquaintance" with his cousin. It would be better to take the same car with his cousin. Even if he couldn't walk with him, it would be good to say a few words. Waiting for a while, Princess Qinghuang came late in a sedan chair.

As the soft sedan fell, Madam Dong and Zi Su stepped forward to help Mingruo get off the sedan and get on the car. Mingruo knew that it was necessary for the lady in the costume drama to be supported by the maid. Her complex and tiring outfit, if no one helped her, she might trip if she walked faster.

Chen Bichi saw Mingruo's gorgeous outfit and his eyes turned red with jealousy. He suddenly felt that the brocade on his body was not bright. Her most precious eight-treasure pearl hairpin was compared with Mingru's auspicious steps, which was simply in the sky and in the ground...

After waiting at the door for so long, how could she be willing to do so without getting anything?

Seeing my cousin’s exclusive car, Chen Bichi gritted his teeth and would take this car into the palace no matter what.

Chen Bichi walked out quickly from behind the sycamore tree, squeezed away the Zi Su with a smile on his face, and stepped forward to hold Mingruo's arm: "Does his cousin's wife also go to the palace to celebrate her birthday?"

"Yeah." Ming Ruo responded and squeezed his arm out of Chen Bichi's hand. This cousin of Bichi is not only a white lotus but also a drama artist. She was wearing more than 20 kilograms of "equipment" today, but she didn't have the strength to act with her.

Chen Bichi held Mingruo shamelessly and said, "Cousin's wife, get in the car quickly, don't delay the time you enter the palace."

Although she didn't hit the smiley person, Mingruo really wanted to hit her.

But if she wants to see Concubine Chen later, if she cleans up Chen Bichi, she will be in trouble.

Madam Dong helped Ming Ruo into the carriage. The space inside was very large. Not only did it collapse, but it also had coffee tables, low cabinets, and clothes racks. The floor was covered with tiger skin, which complemented the entire carriage made of golden nanmu.

Chen Bichi followed him onto the carriage, and his hand just touched the curtain. Madam Dong turned around and ran into her head: "Why did Miss Cousin get on? Your carriage is behind."

"I... I'll talk with my cousin's wife, so I can't help but feel bored all the way." Chen Bichi said and then went into the carriage.

Madam Dong reached out to stop Chen Bichi with a serious look on her face: "The prince's carriage is not allowed to come up casually, please get off the car with a cousin!"

Chen Bichi stood still, thinking that if Princess Qinghuang was a trouble-saving person, she would definitely invite her in. This old foolish slave would not be able to stop her anymore.

After waiting for a long time, no movement was heard. Madam Dong said sternly: "Miss Cousin deliberately delayed the time when the princess entered the palace?"

Chen Bichi almost bit his teeth and walked off the carriage with his skirt. Madam Dong is a female official of good character. She dared not act rashly. When she missed Zi Su, she deliberately hit Zi Su hard, and then walked towards her carriage with her head held high and her chest raised.

Zi Su rubbed her shoulders that were hurt by the hit and quickly got on the carriage.

Mingruo was completely speechless about the speed of the carriage. He was not far away, but he walked for an hour before he arrived at the gate of the palace.
Chapter completed!