Chapter 50
When they arrived at the heart of Yuncheng, they planned to find an inn to rest first. The two had been traveling for several days and were now exhausted both physically and mentally. The banquet would start later, so there was no rush.
The shopkeeper looked up at the two of them, then quickly lowered his head to write something on rice paper, mumbling, "One room."
"Two."
"It's all right." They said in unison.
Jiang Zhaoli glanced at him and said unexpectedly: "Song Shiyan!"
Song Shiyan touched the tip of his nose and smiled at the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, I'm just kidding. I want two rooms."
"Are you two really going to book two rooms?" The shopkeeper looked at them as if they were fools, tapped the paper with the end of his pen, and asked again uncertainly.
Jiang Zhaoli's heart tightened: "Is it not possible?" Is there a precedent in Yuncheng that two rooms cannot be opened? Otherwise, why would the shopkeeper be so surprised when the topic of opening two rooms was mentioned?
The shopkeeper sighed, closed his eyes and pointed at the door. This was the tenth person who asked him this question today.
The two of them looked over and saw a square piece of paper pasted on the top of the door.
The two of them had just entered in a hurry and were physically and mentally exhausted, so they didn't pay attention to what was written above.
It probably means that in order to celebrate the successful return of the Yuncheng prince to Yuncheng, all couples who come to the store today will get half-price accommodation and half-price meals.
Jiang Zhaoli stared and nodded thoughtfully. This was a good business strategy.
The shopkeeper slowly said, "I can tell from the first glance that you two are not from this place. You may not know that our prince was very brave in killing enemies outside and keeping the area safe. Now that he has won a victory, we must of course share in the joy."
"How about it, you two, can we get a room?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of soldiers in military uniforms came to the door. They looked at each other, tore up the paper on the door, handed a silver token to everyone, and said to the shopkeeper expressionlessly: "The city lord has ordered that no fancy things should be done in the city."
"Yes, yes, yes." Seeing that the guards were alarmed, the shopkeeper nodded quickly.
He was even more confused. City Lord Xiao never cared about the people's affairs, but now... why was he paying attention to his small shop? It was really strange.
The shopkeeper sighed and said to the two of them with regret: "I'm sorry, you two are unlucky today. The half price is gone."
“…”
The two of them rested for a while in the room, drank some tea to moisten their throats, and had some simple snacks to fill their stomachs.
After a while, Song Shiyan couldn't wait to go for a walk on the street.
The trip was not pleasant for the two of them, not because of the crowds, but because wherever they went, the guards with tokens from the previous inn would arrive in time and use the same rhetoric.
They all said that the city lord had ordered that no fancy items be sold.
She clearly liked a purse with a simple pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water, and she wanted to buy it because she liked it. The other one was snatched away by Song Shiyan. Just as she was about to pay, the group of people arrived on time and took the purse from her hand without saying anything, saying that fancy things were not allowed.
Then we went to a stall selling colorful lanterns, but all our sales were in shambles.
Jiang Zhaoli: “…”
The two of them simply stopped shopping and headed straight for the Xiao Mansion. Although it was half an hour early, it would be a good idea to find a place to sit down first.
Jiang Zhaoli handed over the invitation. The guards looked at each other and coughed, "Miss Jiang can go in, but you can't." The latter sentence was obviously directed at Song Shiyan.
Song Shiyan had hit a wall many times today, and his anger had not yet subsided. Hearing this, he was furious. If Jiang Zhaoli had not called him in time, he would have almost punched him in the face, and asked with gritted teeth, "Why can't I get in?"
There have been a lot of strange things happening today, and this is another one.
The two guards stood in the middle of the door like two walls of flesh, with a look of determination that you can't enter even if you kill me. "Only Miss Jiang's name is on the invitation."
What a lame excuse.
Song Shiyan couldn't believe it: "Didn't your Xiao Mansion invite everyone in the world to attend the banquet? Why didn't you let me in when I came? Is this the way to entertain guests in Yuncheng?"
The guard was speechless for a moment, rolled his eyes, and simply said: "Even if what you said makes sense... I still want an invitation."
Jiang Zhaoli sighed: "Forget it." Today was really a bad day.
"Song Shiyan, let's go first and come back later." She whispered, it should be easier to get in when there are more people.
It happened that the Prince of Yuncheng was meeting with the people at this time, so they went to see what kind of demeanor the Prince of Yuncheng was that made the people in the city love him so much.
Unconsciously, they arrived at a crowded place. The further they went in, the more people there were. Song Shiyan stayed by her side to protect her, preventing the crowd from separating them.
Gradually, they were squeezed onto a small raised space and were unable to move forward or backward.
After a cup of tea, someone shouted excitedly, jumping up and down on the spot, pointing his index finger at the city wall: "Look, look, Prince Xiao is coming out."
"Prince Xiao is indeed stunningly beautiful."
When Jiang Zhaoli heard the voice, he glanced and saw only a white silhouette. He lowered his head and said something to the person next to him, so he could not see his face clearly.
Suddenly, he turned around and faced the people, then casually raised his eyelids to look in her direction, and a very familiar face came into his sight without any warning.
Her whole body stiffened, her blood seemed to solidify at this moment, and her brain went blank. She saw that the Prince of Yuncheng on the city wall, who was gentle and handsome and praised by the people, was none other than Yin Su, who had disappeared for three years.
She opened her eyes wide, filled with disbelief and surprise.
She was shaking all over, with a surge of anger rising to her head.
Yes, thinking back carefully, the day when Prince Yuncheng returned three years ago was the day when Yin Su disappeared.
But why did City Lord Luo invite her to come to Yuncheng? Could it be that he wanted her to see with her own eyes that Yin Su is now the prince of Yuncheng, and is not a match for her? Was it to let her see her own position clearly?
She had long since given up on Yin Su, and when she saw him at this moment, she was filled with only anger and hatred.
She looked at him deeply, then turned away abruptly.
No matter how Song Shiyan yelled behind her, she ran back to the inn as fast as she could, packed her luggage and left.
Song Shiyan tried to persuade them for a long time. It was already late in the day and they hadn't had a good sleep for several days. If they rushed back without stopping, their bodies would not be able to bear it.
So the two of them decided to stay for one night and leave early the next morning.
Jiang Zhaoli did not attend the evening banquet after all. Now she felt upset and annoyed. She just wanted to go back to Luocheng as soon as possible and did not want to stay here for a moment.
But fortunately, we can leave early tomorrow morning.
In the middle of the night, Jiang Zhaoli had just fallen into sleep when he suddenly felt an itch near his ear, as if a small insect was crawling on it.
"Madam Jiang." A familiar voice sounded in his ears. In just a moment, a tingling and numb feeling instantly spread throughout his body, and Jiang Zhaoli suddenly opened his eyes.
"You." Jiang Zhaoli was shocked.
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