Beiyuan.

Qiao Yuchen really didn't want to leave, thinking about all the big things that had happened outside in the past few days.

It's likely that things have already gotten chaotic by now.

He got up, kissed the woman's lips with satisfaction, changed into his official robes, and went to the morning court with composure.

He wanted to see for himself what the outcome of his long-planned scheme would be.

Chen Siyuan didn't get up until the sun was high in the sky.

She opened her eyes and saw the two maids she hadn't seen in a long time. She was exhausted.

Fortunately, with Aunt Jiang there, Chen Siyuan took a bath, changed into a new set of clothes, and had breakfast before she felt completely revitalized.

Stepping out of the room, the sunlight was just right, the air was fresh, and everything felt like freedom to her.

In just a few days, she gained a complete understanding of someone's shamelessness.

Looking up at the dazzling sun, it's cold now, but the sunlight feels warm on my skin.

In a daze, she saw a child running towards her.

Chen Siyuan smiled.

Chunlan and Chunping were happy for the young mistress.

Jiang Ma was also happy for the young mistress, and came over to tell her about the recent events that had happened at the General's Mansion.

"Qiao Yang is dead?" Chen Siyuan's heart skipped a beat. She wondered what this had to do with Qiao Yuchen.

She will always remember the day Qiao Yang attacked her, and then Qiao Yuchen arrived.

How could Qiao Yang die so quickly after only a few days?

The expression of enjoyment on his face vanished, replaced by a serious one.

"Yes, he was buried in the Qiao family cemetery yesterday."

Chen Siyuan looked at Aunt Jiang and asked cautiously, "How did she die?"

Having lived in Beijing for so many years, she believed she knew a few things.

Putting aside Qiao Yang's death, the situation may seem calm at this moment, but danger lurks everywhere. A slight misstep could mean the death of anyone.

Thinking of this, her heart sank.

In times of turmoil, anything can happen.

Qiao Yang's death is most suspicious of Qiao Yuchen. We cannot forget the death of Aunt Wang and the sudden release of Aunt Guo from prison unharmed. At the time, only a few maids died. This matter is not simple at all.

Chen Siyuan is now quite certain that Qiao Yang has already chosen a side, and her death is very likely a victim of choosing the wrong side.

This is the capital city.

The center of power, a place many people fantasize about, is also a den of cannibalism.

"It should be in the art gallery."

"Art gallery?"

"Yes, Qiao Yang was found at the art gallery, at that time..."

Chen Siyuan fell silent.

With Qiao Yang dead, Chen Siyuan had one less person to be wary of, but thinking of the art gallery, her heart was far from at ease.

She remembered that Chen Xin had also visited the art museum many times.

Thinking of Song Ji, who had entered the Western Depot, and of the Art Museum, she hoped that Chen Xin was also dead.

Feeling somewhat heavy-hearted, Chen Siyuan decided to go for a walk outside.

Leaving the general's mansion, she found it laughable that Qiao Yang was dead, and it seemed that very few people knew about it, not even a white cloth was laid out.

Yes, with that kind of death, it's easy to understand what happened.

I came out onto the street and wandered aimlessly.

She didn't know how long she had walked, but when she stopped, she saw the Fifth Princess's hot pot restaurant.

Business is slow; even though it's lunchtime, there's not a single person in front of the store.

I glanced inside.

Sure enough, it was very deserted.

She remembered what she had thought when she passed by last time, and stepped inside.

Chunlan and Chunping knew that the young mistress was in a bad mood, so they followed her inside.

Upon entering, I was immediately thrilled to find that it was a hot pot invented by the young mistress.

"Young Madam, look, it's hot pot?" Chunlan looked around curiously.

When Chen Siyuan arrived, she was calm, just as she remembered.

Soon, the shop assistants saw the guests arrive and warmly greeted them.

Explain the methods of eating hot pot one by one.

Chunlan, who didn't want to hear their chatter, spoke up, saying, "Our Lady of the First Rank knows how to eat."

A first-rank lady?

Upon hearing this title, everyone in the shop knelt down and bowed.

"Greetings, First-Rank Lady."

"Greetings, First-Rank Lady."

Chen Siyuan gestured to Chunlan and Chunping with her eyes, and then went to the side to prepare the dipping sauce.

The shop assistant stood up and saw Chen Siyuan's actions, then realized that she really did know how to eat it.

Soon, they were surprised to find that not only did the First Lady eat it, but even her two maids could eat it.

When it came time to sit down and order, Lady Yipin didn't even look at the menu and directly ordered a hot pot with two broths.

As the dishes were served one by one, the two maids were extremely excited, as this was much more complete than what they ate at home.

Chen Siyuan waited quietly. Sure enough, the food in the pot hadn't boiled yet when she saw a noble woman walk in from the door.

Fifth Princess Consort!

Having never had the chance to get close to her in her past life, seeing the Fifth Princess Consort heading straight for her now filled her with a sense of pride.

As the person approached, dressed plainly, there was nothing about her status as the Fifth Princess Consort.

However, this person looked younger than when she had seen him in her previous life, and she was absolutely certain of his identity.

Chen Siyuan thought that since they hadn't met directly and hadn't met the Fifth Princess Consort in the palace last time, it would be better for her to pretend to be a stranger.

With this thought in mind, and seeing that the waiters and others weren't too humble, could it be that these waiters didn't know the Fifth Princess's true identity?

"Hello—" The Fifth Princess Consort came up and greeted her warmly.

Chen Siyuan was stunned; she didn't know how to react to these words.

Even if they don't recognize you, they should at least call you "Miss" or "Madam." What does "Hello" mean?

"Did you come by plane?"

Chen Siyuan tried her best to maintain her composure and asked, "And who is this?"

“This is our boss,” the shop assistant immediately stepped forward to explain.

"Boss?" Such an unfamiliar word. Seeing the other party's disappointed look, Chen Siyuan's heart began to race. Had she tried to steal a chicken but ended up losing the rice instead, ruining things?

Looking at the other person, trying to keep a calm expression, he said, "Boss, your way of eating is quite unique."

"You've eaten it?" The Fifth Princess's previously dim eyes lit up instantly.

"I've eaten it."

Where did you eat?

Chen Siyuan felt this was inappropriate; there seemed to be another meaning behind those words. She couldn't very well say that she only knew about it because she saw your hot pot restaurant in Beijing in her past life.

It would scare people to death if I told them.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Siyuan spoke tactfully, "I heard my grandfather, who was a businessman, mention it. I tried to eat here a few times, but it wasn't as authentic as it is here." Chen Siyuan tried hard to find a reasonable explanation.

The Fifth Princess was disappointed. She had thought she had met someone like herself, but it turned out she had been overthinking things.

She liked how clean the other person was.

"Since you like it, why not get a membership card? With a membership card, you can enjoy various discounts in the store, and you'll also receive gifts during holidays."