The backyard of the Prince's Mansion
Lian'er was quick and efficient, and soon she had tidied up the room.
Li Dou couldn't help with this, so she assigned him to do manual labor in the kitchen.
Jiang Qingwan ate the pastries and dried meat that Lian'er had bought, leisurely swinging her feet in the pavilion surrounded by flowers.
Two small jars of Daughter's Red wine were already empty on the stone table.
It must be said that Mo Yunhan's collection of wines is truly excellent.
Lian'er ran over and asked her what she wanted to eat for dinner, and was startled when she saw the empty wine jar.
"Miss, you...you drank that esteemed person's wine? We won't be kicked out, will we?"
Jiang Qingwan was already a little drunk. She lazily propped her chin up and stared at Lian'er. After a moment, she spoke softly.
Do you miss home?
Lian'er shook her head.
She was sold by her own parents and suffered a lot. How could she possibly think of those heartless people?
Jiang Qingwan looked away, her voice tinged with grievance.
"But I've thought about it."
From as far back as she can remember, she grew up with her master and fellow disciples, and because of Qin Minglang, she disappointed them.
She still remembers the words her master uttered when he angrily shut himself in and refused to see her.
"Once you leave, you're not allowed to come back!"
Seeing that her eyes were red, Lian'er thought she was thinking about the Qin family and couldn't help but try to persuade her.
"Miss, they're not worth it. How about I make you some drunken chicken instead?"
As she spoke, she took the remaining half-jar of wine from Jiang Qingwan's hand.
The finest Daughter Red wine, roasted over a fire, brought the aroma of the chicken to its peak.
A group of rough-looking men next door were eating together, and the aroma was so enticing that they almost wanted to climb over the wall.
"It smells so good."
"I never knew that young lady had such cooking skills! I wonder when we'll be able to have a taste."
"This wine smells...is it Daughter's Red?"
"Isn't the Daughter's Red wine in the backyard part of the dowry that the Prince planted for Princess Xiaoran when she was young?"
Everyone fell silent, exchanging bewildered glances.
We're doomed!
Everyone in the Prince's mansion knows that the Prince dotes on Princess Xiaoran the most.
Once the county princess accompanies her maternal uncle's mother back to the capital after praying for blessings, there's a risk that things might get out of hand.
The aroma quickly wafted into the main hall.
While the guards were still lamenting, Mo Yunhan kicked open the door to the backyard with a fierce killing intent.
At that time, Jiang Qingwan and the other two were sitting together playing rock-paper-scissors to divide chicken legs.
Seeing the men approaching menacingly, Li Dou immediately stood up, shouting, "You can't steal it!"
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Qi's longsword was already pressed against his neck.
Lian'er screamed in fright and stretched out her arms, trembling, to block Jiang Qingwan.
"...The wine, the wine was what I drank, it has nothing to do with my young lady."
Jiang Qingwan was still squatting beside the earthen urn specially made by Li Dou. She slowly raised her head, her small face flushed red in the firelight.
But there was no trace of panic in those eyes.
"Sorry, I wasn't in a good mood and touched your wine. Just deduct the amount from the bank."
Fearing that Mo Yunhan might lose his temper and kill someone, thus delaying his treatment, Ye Qi preemptively reprimanded him, "Why did you have to take the Daughter's Red wine when there was so much? That was prepared by the Prince..."
Jiang Qingwan paused for a moment, then understood.
"Are you planning to get married?"
Ye Qi choked.
The relationship between Princess Xiaoran and the prince was somewhat complicated, and he didn't know how to explain it for a moment.
Jiang Qingwan felt ashamed.
Master's favorite wine is Daughter Red.
With so many wine cellars storing so many kinds of wine, she simply assumed it was because Mo Yunhan was a good wine connoisseur and didn't think much of it.
Little did he know that he had prepared it for his beloved.
She stood up, straightened her sleeves, and gave a proper bow, but her steps were unsteady because she had drunk quite a bit of alcohol.
“I will find wine from the same year to make up for it, but there is one thing I must remind you of. You cannot have sex with a woman for the next three months, and not for a year after you are cured. During this time, I will definitely make up for the wine and will not delay your marriage.”
Under the moonlight, the man's face was very somber.
The anger swirling in his eyes was like the wind and snow blowing in the dead of winter.
He stared at her for a long time, then turned and left.
They neither said yes nor no.
Ye Qi sheathed his longsword, and, still feeling uneasy, gave another warning.
"Any other wine is fine, but I absolutely cannot touch Nu'erhong again!"
The man, who had already disappeared from sight, suddenly spoke again.
"Deduct 100,000 taels!"
Jiang Qingwan immediately became anxious.
"Even if I drank all the wine in the cellar, it wouldn't be worth 100,000 taels. You're really ripping me off!"
Her response was a breeze carrying the fragrance of flowers.
Night Seven was shocked.
So... they just deduct money?
When did Your Highness become so good-tempered?
Jiang Qingwan grew angrier as she gnawed on her chicken leg, and took Li Dou to another wine cellar to bring back two jars of Zhaodianhong wine.
She'll earn back the 100,000 taels sooner or later.
...
At this moment, the Qin residence was filled with a festive atmosphere.
Although Qin Minglang has not yet received an official position, he is a second-rank military officer, and he is very popular in the court.
Some people want to win them over, while others want to curry favor with them.
In the large courtyard, people came and went in an endless stream to give gifts.
The Qin family deliberately concealed Jiang Qingwan's existence. Everyone thought Qin Minglang had gotten incredibly lucky, not only winning military merits after five years of fighting but also marrying a county princess.
Qin Run stayed by Su Yulan's side the whole time, calling her "Mother" repeatedly. He drank wine and ate a lot of meat.
There are no dietary restrictions on fish, shrimp, and crab.
The servants were all busy, and no one reminded them.
He had long forgotten Jiang Qingwan's dietary instructions and spent the whole night dreaming about going to the Imperial Academy.
Qin Gong, eyeing the congratulatory gifts, pretended to be drunk and left the banquet. He sneaked into the private room, rummaged through it, stuffed a few items into his pocket, and ran to the casino through the back door.
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