Chapter 530 Spoiled and Willful Wife VS Cowardly and Fearful Husband 22

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the bluestone alley. The wind lifted a corner of the curtain, revealing Jiang Zhiyi's flowing moon-white skirt.

She stared at the bamboo curtain on the second floor of the Drunken Immortal Residence across the street, where a man in a long black robe stood, his jade pendant swaying gently in the wind—it was Pei San, Pei Chengce's personal bodyguard.

"Miss, are you really going up?" Cuiyu's palms were sweaty as she gripped the cloak. "Why don't you wait here, Miss, and I'll go over for you..."

She stole glances at the figure that was faintly visible under the eaves of the teahouse, her throat tightening.

Cuiyu recognized the man; she knew he was a subordinate of the First Prince, Pei Chengce.

If the Jun family finds out that the young lady has come to meet with the Crown Prince's people so early in the morning, they will surely be displeased.

Moreover, if this gets out, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The people outside don't know what nasty things they're going to say.

"I'll only say a few words and be back soon." Jiang Zhiyi lifted her skirt and stepped off the carriage, her face covered by a veil.

The second floor of the teahouse was filled with the delicate aroma of Biluochun tea.

The man in the long robe stood with his hands behind his back.

Upon seeing Jiang Zhiyi enter the private room, he cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and pushed over a confidential letter, saying, "Miss Jiang, this is from His Highness."

The envelope was bulging, containing not only the letter but also some other items.

However, Jiang Zhiyi did not open it for the time being, and planned to look at it after returning to the mansion.

"His Highness has reserved this private room, and no one else will be allowed to enter. Miss Jiang is welcome to come whenever she has free time."

He turned to the pear wood shelf against the wall, which was neatly stacked with many storybooks. "His Highness said that these books are for the young ladies to relieve their boredom."

Jiang Zhiyi put the secret letter into her sleeve.

"Please thank Your Highness for me."

The two were talking and neither noticed the commotion coming from downstairs.

At the entrance of the alley, there was an inconspicuous blue cloth carriage. A man wearing a straw hat was leaning against the carriage shaft with a short knife hanging at his waist—he was Jun Yu's bodyguard.

He was looking at the private room on the second floor from afar.

Not long after, the man in the long robe got up to take his leave.

After he left, Jiang Zhiyi also prepared to return home.

Cuiyu waited downstairs the whole time and didn't notice anything unusual.

"Miss, it's nothing. We haven't seen anyone from the Jun family before. Let's go back quickly."

"good."

When they returned to the mansion, Junyu was leaning against the corridor feeding koi.

He held a piece of Poria cocos cake between his fingers, and the crumbs fell into the water, attracting a group of fish to peck at them.

Hearing footsteps, he turned around, raised an eyebrow, and the black jade hairpin in his hair swayed slightly. "Where have you been so early in the morning?"

Jiang Zhiyi looked at the Poria cocos cake in his hand.

There were a few more pieces on the table next to it.

In the first few days after their marriage, she complained that the poria cocos cake made in the manor was too bland, so Junyu took it upon himself to have the kitchen add extra osmanthus honey, which made her wrinkle her nose from the sweetness.

Later, Junyu bought many more, but after trying them, she still found the Poria cocos cake from the shop in the north of the city to be the most to her liking.

Although it was a bit far, he would still go there often.

"But I went to the market and bought some trinkets." Jiang Zhiyi smiled naturally, but the secret letter in her sleeve felt like a thorn digging into her forearm.

Junyu stood up, his robes sweeping across the stone table.

He reached out to brush the willow catkins off her shoulder, his fingertips brushing against her earring. "The poria cocos cake in the north of the city is especially soft today, want to try some?"

As the porcelain plate was handed to her, Jiang Zhiyi smelled a faint sweet fragrance.

She looked up at him and found him staring at her with deep, unwavering eyes.

"Okay." She picked up a pastry and took a bite.

"The maid said you left without having breakfast." Jun Yu poured her tea, a tea leaf sinking to the bottom of the celadon cup. "If you want to do anything in the future, just have the servants do it. You don't need to go out yourself."

"I understand." Jiang Zhiyi lowered her head and ate her pastries without saying anything more.

The debris landed on her skirt, and Junyu reached out and gently brushed it away for her.

It started raining outside at night.

Jiang Zhiyi stood by the window, watching the flowers in the yard being smashed and scattered.

Cuiyu brought in hot water.

"Miss, the young master went to the study to handle the accounts and will be staying there tonight. You can sleep by yourself tonight; there's no need to wait for him."