Chapter 218 Return to the Capital

The night was quiet and Qi Yunshen's words were very clear.

Xu Jingyang stood there, his mind blank, at a loss for a moment.

Qi Yunshen hugged her from behind.

From the time she woke up until now, the only time the two of them had been intimate was when they kissed on the island, but that was all they had.

These days, all we usually do is hold hands.

The hug at this moment broke the thin layer of window paper between the two.

Xu Jingyang stared at the household registration on the table and did not speak for a long time.

Qi Yunshen's voice was a little hoarse.

"My household registration has been processed. When I return to Beijing, I will transfer all the properties under my name to you."

The real Xu Jingyang passed away four years ago and was buried on Phoenix Mountain.

No matter whether it is 'Jing Yang' or Jiang Yunzheng standing here, no matter whether Xu Jingyang can still remember the past in this life, no one can separate them until death. Qi Yunshen is unwilling to let her down, and he wants to get married again when he returns to Beijing.

Since you want to get married, you need a legitimate background.

Phoenix crown and bridal robe, formal marriage, and ten miles of red wedding gown, none of them can be missing.

Xu Jingyang curled his lips, but his eyes were sore.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll abscond with the money?"

Qi Yunshen sighed softly in her ear.

"That means what I gave you wasn't enough, not enough to entice you to stay."

Xu Jingyang held Qi Yunshen's wrist and said in a low voice, "What if I can't remember it?"

Qi Yunshen: "Jingyang, what I want is your present and future."

Xu Jingyang remembered nothing. Of course, she could have stayed away from Qi Yunshen and left, but she didn't want to. The past might have been good or bad, but it contained her family, friends, and lover, who were part of her short life. She didn't want to give them up. More importantly, she couldn't bear to leave the person in front of her.

Qi Yunshen turned Xu Jingyang around.

Xu Jingyang buried her head in his chest, blocking her red eyes.

The night breeze was blowing in through the window outside.

This night will be unforgettable.

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In the past few days, a shopkeeper named Jing appeared in the ghost market in Beijing.

Shopkeeper Jing first started selling rare antiques in the ghost market. The prices were high and low, and there were many rare and valuable items from the previous dynasty. As long as you had money, there was nothing she didn't have.

There are many hidden talents in the ghost market, but there are very few who are as wealthy and beautiful as Shopkeeper Jing.

Some curious people did some research and found out that in addition to doing business in the ghost market, Shopkeeper Jing also had many industries in the capital, including ferry ships, tea-producing estates, and several large porcelain kilns... As long as you can think of it, you can see the shadow of Shopkeeper Jing.

"I heard that the owner of the kiln factory was a man. How did you find out it was Manager Jing?"

"You know, I heard that apart from the largest kilns in Jiangnan, the kiln factory run by Manager Jing is the largest in the several states near the capital. Perhaps they keep a low profile."

"This shopkeeper Jing is also a remarkable person. She is so young, yet she is able to manage the business in such an orderly manner."

It has been five or six days since I returned to Beijing, and rumors about Manager Jing are rampant in the capital.

Xu Jingyang sat in the corner of the second floor of the teahouse, behind a bamboo screen, and listened silently to the conversation of the tea drinkers.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Xu Jingyang stood up and prepared to leave, and Hou Yue followed her.

It happened that the owner of the teahouse came out from the back room. The owner loved visiting ghost markets, so of course he knew Xu Jingyang.

"Hey, isn't this Shopkeeper Jing? How come you have time to come and drink tea with me? I just bought some high-quality black tea from your farm the other day. Let's go in and chat while we drink."

Hou Yue was trying to hold back her laughter in the back.

Xu Jingyang kept a smile on his lips. "It's really unfortunate. I have something important to deal with later. I'll come and have tea with the shopkeeper when I'm free."

"Hey, hey, hey, take care."

"That's Shopkeeper Jing. Apart from anything else, her aura is not much different from that of a lady from a wealthy family."

"If you ask me, no other rich lady in the capital can compare to Shopkeeper Jing's face alone."

"Is Shopkeeper Jing married?"

"I haven't heard of that. There are so many gigolos in the capital. Those poor scholars, who pretend to be noble, put on airs and approached Shopkeeper Jing, hoping to be flattered. I heard that they were just encountered by the guards around Prince Qi last time. The guards immediately humiliated the poor scholar and made him look very embarrassed."

"It seems that Shopkeeper Jing has the power of the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion behind him."

Since returning to Beijing, Qi Yunshen has been extremely busy every day. He is either reporting to Emperor Jingming in the palace, or training troops in the Xishan camp. Occasionally, he is summoned by the prince to the East Palace to discuss government affairs, not to mention that he has to take time out every day to go to Xu Jingyang's mansion.

The Jing Mansion where Xu Jingyang currently lives is located in the west of the capital. Most of the markets in the west are still under renovation. There are fewer people living here. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery is very nice.

Xu Jingyang went out these days when he had nothing to do, and he only explored half of the market in the capital.

Qi Yunshen gave all his private property to Xu Jingyang, and also gave all the business managers under him to Xu Jingyang. However, she delayed going to the government office to change the name. These managers were all Qi Yunshen's men, and no one dared to leak the news to the Duke's Mansion without the master's permission.

The people below did not report back to their superiors, but the stewards in the Duke's Mansion and the maids in charge of purchasing always heard the rumors.

The maids in charge reported the matter to the eldest princess, who pondered for a long time: "You said that person's surname was Jing? Is she a young woman?"

"Yes, I heard she was extremely beautiful, but I have never seen her in person, so I don't know whether it is true or not."

The eldest princess sighed, "If Yun Zheng were here..."

Thinking of Jiang Yunzheng, the eldest princess' eyes turned red again.

Jiang Yunzheng had suffered a lot in the Shi Mansion before and her body was injured. Coupled with the bitter cold in the borderland, a single cold could cause heart palpitations and take her life.

It had only been a month or two when Jiang Yunzheng passed away. Every time the princess thought of it, she felt sad. She should have stopped Yunzheng at that time and never agreed to let her go to Xiazhou no matter what.

Not only her, but also Qi Yanyu and Xu Mianmian were the same. Jiang Yunzheng had written a letter back not long ago, but the next news was Jiang Yunzheng's death.

Yan Hui was so busy every day that he was nowhere to be seen. The eldest princess couldn't find anyone to ask for details. Even though she was so sad, what about Madam Song next door...

The eldest princess wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

On the other side, not long after Xu Jingyang returned to Jing Mansion, Qi Yunshen rushed back from outside the city, exhausted.

Qi Yunshen went to wash his face. Xu Jingyang followed him and couldn't help but say, "It's not a good idea to run back and forth like this every day. How about you come every few days?"

After saying this, Qi Yunshen glanced at Xu Jingyang.

"impossible."

The Jing Mansion is very far away from the Zhenguo Mansion, and fast horses are not allowed to gallop in the city unless under special circumstances. It takes Qi Yunshen more than half an hour to go back every time.