It wasn't until almost noon that the carriage slowly made its way onto the main road.

The midday sun was quite intense, and when it shone through the curtains, Sang Jiang squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

She is naturally sensitive to cold, so she feels happier when she is in the sun.

"Your Highness, Fourth Miss, it's time to go out and get something to eat."

The carriage stopped, and Yang Qi's voice came from inside.

He could understand why Sang Ruo was with him, but he didn't quite understand why Sang Jiang had to be brought along.

"Yes, thank you for your help, Eunuch Yang." Sang Ruo responded and slowly stepped out of the carriage with Wan Qing's support.

Sang Jiang followed her off the carriage, and Long Jingchen was already standing in front of it.

He was wearing a black coat today, which, combined with his face as dark as the bottom of a pot, made him look particularly fierce, leaving the waiter unsure whether to approach him.

As soon as Sang Ruo got out of the car, she hurriedly ran to Sang Jiang's side: "Sir, ladies, please come in."

Everyone: ? ? ?

Two ladies?

Mulberry ginger?

"I didn't..." Before she could explain, Long Jingchen strode away, and everyone quickly followed.

Sang Jiang pursed her lips and cursed him under her breath before following him.

Perhaps it was the waiter's words that pleased him, because his expression softened slightly.

"Are there any private rooms available?" Yang Qiqiang asked in a low voice.

"Yes, yes, yes." The waiter nodded repeatedly.

Judging from their attire, these people must be from a wealthy and influential family.

He respectfully led the person upstairs, then carried a pot of tea and followed Yang Qi out to order food.

Because Long Jingchen was present, neither he nor Sang Ruo dared to make any moves, even though he remained silent.

Wanqing poured a glass of water for each of the three people and then retreated behind Sang Ruo.

The atmosphere became a little awkward for a moment.

After a long pause, Sang Ruo broke the silence with a light cough: "Your Majesty, where shall we go later?"

He glanced at her casually and said, "You don't need to be so reserved when you're out, and you don't need to call him 'Your Majesty'."

"Your Majesty... I understand." Sang Ruo nodded.

"Okay." Long Jingchen nodded: "Go to Yancheng."

"Huh?" Sang Ruo was taken aback for a moment, then realized that he was answering her question.

Yancheng is a city right next to the imperial city. It is also the richest city in Dongchen Kingdom and more prosperous than the capital.

It originally belonged to the capital, but Yancheng was a trading hub for several countries, so it was separated from the capital.

This is to facilitate trade between countries.

Then came another awkward moment.

Sang Jiang held the cup and drank water without saying a word.

Soon, the waiter came in with a tray and placed the dishes on the table one by one. After the last dish was served, he stood aside and said, "Sir, please enjoy your meal, ladies. Please feel free to call me if you need anything."

Long Jingchen didn't argue and just waved to him, indicating that he could leave.

Yang Qi could tell he was in a good mood, but he didn't know what it was about this waiter that caught his eye.

He followed the waiter out and gave him a silver ingot as a tip. The waiter immediately beamed with joy and became even more effusive in his words.

This silver ingot is more than his monthly salary. It seems he has really met a big customer this time. When he gets back, he can make new clothes for his wife and children.

Long Jingchen was in a good mood, so everyone enjoyed the meal.

Sang Jiang didn't care whether he was in a good mood or not; she ate with relish.

After she had eaten and drunk her fill, she sat down to drink tea and wait for the two who were still slowly chewing their food.

She looked at the restaurant's decor listlessly, but finding nothing interesting, she glanced out the window. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she got up and walked outside...