The road was quickly cleared, and Guo Hao looked up at Jiang Qingwan, hands on his hips, looking rather smug.
"My little beauty, how will you thank me?"
Jiang Qingwan felt weak and nodded slightly, holding onto Lian'er's arm.
Thank you.
After saying that, he lifted the car curtain and sat back inside.
Guo Hao said anxiously, "That's all? I still have a lot to say to you. Why don't we go to a restaurant and sit down?"
He leaned forward and gripped the curtain tightly, refusing to let go.
"If you don't want to drink, we won't. I just want to know why you made me avoid the water that day?"
Jiang Qingwan leaned back, finally regaining some strength.
She glanced at Guo Hao. "Hasn't the injury on your head already been verified?"
Guo Hao said with a smile, "That's right, that's why I'm even more curious. Does the young lady know how to tell fortunes and predict good and bad luck? Why don't you help me see if we are destined to be together?"
Jiang Qingwan shook her head.
"Your destined marriage is not in the Great Zhou."
"ah?"
Guo Hao was completely bewildered, but Jiang Qingwan didn't elaborate further. "Li Dou, let's go."
Li Dou gave an "oh," his burly body pushing past Guo Hao. The coachman cracked his whip and drove the carriage away from the street corner.
...
Upstairs in a private room, Yun Xiaoran watched this scene with a flash of jealousy in her eyes.
She had already learned Jiang Qingwan's identity from Su Yulan.
How could a lowly woman who was a stepmother for five years, stayed with a man for five years, and was eventually divorced, be allowed to live in the backyard of the Ninth Prince's mansion and be protected by Guo Hao?
Su Yulan became anxious when she saw that she didn't speak for a long time.
"Xiaoran, I've already told you my whole heart about my situation. You must help me this time. We can't let that bitch Jiang Qingwan get involved with the Prefect of Jingzhao and use that to sow discord, causing the Ninth Prince to misunderstand my Minglang."
"Sister knows that the Ninth Prince dotes on you the most. He is also in charge of military and political affairs. If Minglang can become the Prince's right-hand man, he will definitely protect him loyally."
She didn't explicitly say she was defending anyone, but the implication was clear.
With the Empress Dowager around, Yun Xiaoran will most likely marry Mo Yunhan in the future.
How could a royal consort not have the support of her maternal relatives if she wanted to secure her position?
But the Empress Dowager was not her biological grandmother after all.
If other opportunities arise in the future, and the emperor needs to balance the military power held by the Ninth Prince, it is possible that he will marry someone else who will be on equal footing with her.
To maintain her status as the mistress of the house, besides having a pitiful background that would earn the Empress Dowager's sympathy, she naturally needed other things to rely on.
Qin Minglang, being a second-rank military officer, would be a very good choice.
Yun Xiaoran pondered for a moment. She was well aware of Su Yulan's status in the Su family and her eagerness to curry favor with them.
"I know that my sister is sincere to me, but I am not the Ninth Prince's wife yet, so I can only try my best."
That means you've agreed.
Su Yulan was overjoyed and pulled her close, speaking intimately with her.
Yun Xiaoran then deliberately brought up Jiang Qingwan with her, and learned everything in detail.
That bitch, she really wasn't some kind of Taoist master.
...
Luo Jiu family,
Jiang Qingwan received the small furnace cauldron and, after examining it, couldn't help but admire Luo Jiu's craftsmanship.
She wrapped the furnace and handed it to Li Dou to be delivered to the carriage. Then she sat down at the table and asked Lian'er to grind the powder.
"I'll draw a sketch for you now."
Luo Jiu, contrary to his usual behavior, rubbed his hands together and suggested, "I've had this hidden in my house for a long time, would you like to try it, young lady?"
Jiang Qingwan was stunned.
Her face was still a little pale, and her eyes showed some fatigue.
"Aren't you in a hurry?"
"It's not in a rush." Luo Jiu said, glancing towards the backyard, but still heard no sound.
Mo Yunhan hadn't arrived yet, so he could only try his best to delay.
Jiang Qingwan followed his gaze to the backyard, dipped her wolf-hair brush in ink, and began to paint with deft strokes.
“Master Luo, you make the cauldron for me, and I will draw the design for you. From today onwards, we will be even. You can keep your wine collection for the people you are waiting for.”
Having his thoughts exposed, Luo Jiu scratched his head awkwardly.
"You misunderstand, young lady. My lord admires your talent and wishes to meet you. If you are interested, you may..."
"I didn't mean it."
Jiang Qingwan painted extremely quickly, seemingly without needing to think.
Lian'er was stunned and forgot to grind the powder.
Previously, she only knew that her young lady was very good at business. She could easily earn money that others couldn't, and she never lost money no matter what she sold.
But ever since she left the Qin family, she has felt more and more that her young lady is simply omnipotent.
Although she couldn't understand what the drawing was, she instinctively felt that it was incredibly impressive.
In less than half an incense stick's time, Jiang Qingwan finished the last stroke.
"Master Luo, come and take a look."
Luo Jiu was thinking of stalling for time, but he was so startled by the drawings in his hand that he forgot everything.
“Wonderful, wonderful indeed! How could you have thought of this? May I ask what your relationship is with the Divine Strategist Banlu? I dare to ask if you could introduce me to him. If I could meet him, I would have no regrets even if I were to die.”
Thinking of her second senior brother's face, which resembled that of a dull scholar, he only seemed to come alive when she made him so angry that he jumped up and down.
She simply couldn't reconcile the image of the old man whom Luo Jiu described as a divine strategist.
She wiped the ink off her fingers with a handkerchief, stood up, and walked outside.
“I don’t know Banlu. From today onwards, Master Luo, please pretend you’ve never met me.”
Lian'er followed closely behind, her back ramrod straight.
Looking at Jiang Qingwan's back, his eyes sparkled.
Her daughter is a goddess!
Seeing that he couldn't keep the person, Luo Jiu stopped worrying and focused on studying the blueprints.
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