Qing Dynasty Transmigration: Fourth Master's Imperial Consort

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Before transmigration, Lin Mengyao was a leftover woman ...

Chapter 1811 The Dilemma of the Fourteenth

Accompanied by Si Hua and Shui Ling, Lan Qin boarded a carriage and set off. She instructed the driver to drive around the busiest parts of the capital. Although it would be easy to ask the Fourth Prince for help, Lan Qin didn't want to trouble him. After all, the shop had been largely established with his strong support, and it was now enjoying a successful start. Therefore, Lan Qin seized this momentum to open several more shops, rapidly expanding and capturing a major market share. She knew that others would inevitably imitate her, so it was better to open several branches first, securing the largest market share so that any imitators wouldn't be able to erode their market dominance.

After visiting two or three places, Lanqin and the others finally stopped at a relatively lively place called Liusi Hutong. Since it was lunchtime, they were hungry and needed to find a place to eat.

"Master, we've visited quite a few places today. Did you find anything you like?" Si Hua could finally relax now that she saw Lan Qin had been tense the whole way.

"Hmm, I've found a few places I like, but I still need to ask about the prices. If the rent is too high, it won't be worth it," Lanqin said. She had been looking around all morning and found one place she liked, but she still needed to see how much the landlord was willing to pay.

Lanqin had the coachman stop the carriage in front of a nice restaurant, and she went inside with the help of two maids.

Guided by the waiter, I chose a table and then said directly to him, "Just bring me your best dishes."

"After running around for most of the morning, I should treat myself," Lan Qin said. "Ling Feng, don't be so tense, relax a bit, okay?" Lan Qin smiled.

Now, Ling Feng is the personal coachman that Fourth Master gave to Lan Qin. Whenever she goes out, Ling Feng drives her. However, he is still not used to Lan Qin's behavior of not distinguishing between master and servant and eating together.

"This servant should sit somewhere else!" Ling Feng finally couldn't help but say.

“If you go to a different place, you’ll have to order more food. Isn’t that a waste?” Lan Qin said. She had a very good impression of Ling Feng; he was reliable, honest, taciturn, and skilled in martial arts.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Ling Feng found it difficult to insist on going to another place.

"I didn't expect to run into Fourth Sister-in-law here?" A familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar voice came from another table. However, because of the screen separating them, Lanqin couldn't see who had just spoken.

Just as Lanqin was about to ask a question, she saw a person stand out from behind the screen, and it was none other than the Fourteenth Prince!

"Fourteenth Prince!" Lan Qin said, and stood up.

"Why is Sister-in-law Xiao Si here? Where is my Fourth Brother?" Fourteen asked.

"Is Fourteenth Prince alone? If you don't mind, you can come and eat with us," Lanqin said.

"Why don't you come over, Fourth Sister-in-law, and let them sit at that table?" Fourteenth suggested.

Lanqin thought it was a good idea. After all, the Fourteenth Prince was a prince, and he would have some psychological barriers to dining with maids and grooms. Although she herself didn't mind, she couldn't force others not to.

"You all stay here. I'm going over to say a few words to the Fourteenth Prince," Lanqin said to Sihua and the others.

When Lanqin walked to table fourteen, she saw that he had ordered several dishes, but there was a row of wine jars on the table.

"Fourteen, are you drinking here all by yourself?" Lanqin asked as she sat down.

Fourteen chuckled and said, "It's only four jars. When I was in the army camp, I drank with the soldiers for a whole day and night. I don't even know how much wine I drank!"

Lanqin looked at Fourteen and felt that the sixteen-year-old boy had changed. He was now twenty-six years old, in the prime of his life, full of vigor.

"Fourteenth Master, is something troubling you? Why are you hiding here drinking alone?" Lanqin could sense the unease in this young man who exuded strength.

"No, it's not that. I just wanted to have a drink by myself," Fourteen said, backing away. In fact, he had just run away from a drinking session with several generals and then ordered so much alcohol to drink by himself.

They were all pressuring him, forcing him to fight for the throne, to compete with his own brother. But he truly didn't want to be emperor. Although his father, the Emperor, valued him highly, he knew he wasn't cut out to be emperor. He lacked the composure to shoulder the responsibility of such a vast country alone. He only wanted to be a general who galloped across the battlefield, not an emperor who ruled the world.

"Fourteen, why don't you go to Daqing Hot Pot? I'll ask them to give you a private room so you can have a good drink," Lanqin said.

"Oh, I heard that Thirteenth Sister-in-law opened a hot pot restaurant with you. If Thirteenth Brother knew, he would definitely thank you. With Thirteenth Sister-in-law managing things so well, the Thirteenth Mansion will surely get better," Fourteenth said.

"Hehe, then you should definitely come. If anything happens, just follow your heart, and you won't be so conflicted," Lanqin said. Actually, as someone from a later era, Lanqin felt that Fourteenth Prince's eyes had always been very clear, without any desire for power or ambition to rule the world. In fact, he would be quite good as a great general guarding a region.