Chapter 135 The纨绔 (Wán kù, a spoiled brat)
The late autumn sun shines through the branches of the roadside trees, casting dappled shadows on the ground.
Jiang Huan tugged at Huo Lin's sleeve as they strolled down the street, heading enthusiastically toward a stall selling all sorts of trinkets.
"Husband, look at this!"
She picked up a cute cloth tiger and pinched its ears.
"Wow, it feels so soft, it's perfect for little kids to play with."
[Does the little girl like children?]
Is this a hint to me, like wanting a child?
[If it were her child with mine, it would surely be exquisitely beautiful and incredibly adorable.]
Huo Lin's heart suddenly raced, and his thoughts drifted away involuntarily.
As Jiang Huan listened to his inner thoughts about children, she almost choked on the candied hawthorn. She quickly put down the cloth tiger and turned to the row of exquisite wooden carvings next to her.
Let's talk about the children later.
She's a young woman herself and hasn't had enough fun yet.
She silently complained to herself, but her cheeks felt a little hot.
To cover up her mistake, Jiang Huan casually picked up a small bird that seemed ready to take flight, trying to steer the conversation back to the object itself.
"This one is also good, the carving is very detailed."
Huo Lin stood beside her, his gaze seemingly casually sweeping across the stall, but in reality, most of his attention was on her.
She seems quite interested in these little gadgets?
Indeed, in the palace one only sees demons and monsters.
[Let Wang Degui buy them all later, so she can enjoy them at her leisure.]
As Jiang Huan listened to his inner thoughts, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curve upwards.
I never imagined the Emperor could clear the shopping cart with a single click! What a steal!
What should I buy to take home?
Jiang Huan's interest grew even stronger. She put down the little bird and picked up a clay whistle painted with a chubby baby holding a carp, and began to examine it.
Huo Lin stood beside him, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over a study in the distance, and was immediately drawn to it.
He had visited this study a few times when he left the palace before. There were some rare books by famous authors inside, but he had to search carefully.
Huo Lin paused slightly and said to Jiang Huan.
"I'll go take a look at the study over there. You can choose something here, but don't go too far."
"Okay." Jiang Huan replied without even looking up.
Huo Lin glanced at the veil on her head, which covered her completely, and the guards were with her, so she should be fine.
Only then did Huo Lin feel at ease enough to enter the study.
Jiang Huan put down the mud whistle, her gaze then drawn to the silk threads on the stall next to her.
She picked up a bundle of soft, lustrous lake-blue silk thread, thinking she could embroider a new purse for Xiao Zhao.
As I was carefully selecting color combinations, a smell mixed with cheap cosmetics and alcohol suddenly approached.
"Oh my, whose young lady is this? She has quite the slender figure."
A flippant, slick voice sounded behind Jiang Huan.
Jiang Huan frowned, but ignored her, simply putting down the silk thread in her hand and preparing to leave.
However, the person who spoke stepped forward and blocked her way.
Jiang Huan subconsciously took a half step back. The light veil of her veil swayed slightly with the movement, revealing her fair chin and rosy lips.
The person blocking the way was a young man in a brocade robe, with a pale face and dark circles under his eyes, clearly someone who had indulged in excessive drinking and womanizing.
In addition, he was accompanied by several henchmen dressed in shorts.
The man was initially attracted by Jiang Huan's figure, but upon catching a glimpse of her delicate silhouette beneath the veil, his heart fluttered even more.
"Tsk tsk tsk, just look at that chin and that little mouth, she must be an absolute beauty!"
He rubbed his hands together, chuckled, and took another step closer, the smell of alcohol wafting over you.
"Young lady, isn't it stuffy wearing a veil? Take it off and let me see. I am Liu Quanren, the son of a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Rites. Follow me, and I'll guarantee you a life of luxury."
As he spoke, he reached out as if to lift Jiang Huan's veil.
How dare you act like a hooligan in broad daylight?
Jiang Huan's alarm bells rang, and she immediately stepped back to avoid the groping hand, lowering the veil of her hat to cover herself completely.
Is he from the family of a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Rites? He's definitely a second-generation official; no wonder he's so arrogant.
What terrible luck! Huo Lin just left, and I ran into this clueless bastard.
Jiang Huan suppressed her anger and coldly rebuked him.
"Everyone's watching, what are you trying to do?"
"What are you doing?" The spoiled young master was not annoyed when he saw Jiang Huan dodge away; instead, he became even more excited.
"It's your good fortune that I've taken a liking to you. If you know what's good for you, come with me. Don't be stubborn and end up being punished. In this area, no one dares to defy me."
His two henchmen rolled up their sleeves and surrounded him with menacing expressions.
Liu Quanren was a bully who preyed on men and women. When the people around him recognized him, they all looked fearful. Even the stall owners were so scared that they shrank behind their stalls and dared not make a sound.
Seeing that no one dared to interfere, Liu Quanren became even more reckless.
He shouted, "I like this young lady, all of you go for her! I'm taking her home to warm my bed today!"
Upon hearing this, the two henchmen immediately stepped forward.
Jiang Huan was cornered, and her heart jumped into her throat.
Although she remembered that Huo Lin had arranged for bodyguards to protect her, she still had to rely on herself at this crucial moment.
His hands rummaged aimlessly on the stall, then he gripped a needle tightly.
Just as the henchman's hand was about to grab Jiang Huan, two dark figures suddenly appeared in front of her.
Immediately afterwards, two screams rang out.
The once arrogant and domineering servants of the Liu family were now lying on the ground like two dead dogs in the blink of an eye.
One was rolling around in agony, clutching his arm, while the other was bleeding from his mouth and nose and was being trampled on by the guards, unable to move.
The scene suddenly changed, and the crowd gasped in shock.
Liu Quanren's lewd smile froze instantly, his eyes widening in disbelief.
He stared blankly at his usually capable henchman.
"Who are you people? How dare you touch my people, I..."
With the guards arriving, Jiang Huan was no longer afraid of him.
This person just tried to bully her; now it's her turn to fight back.
She raised her hand and made a gesture, and the guard immediately understood her meaning.
Before Liu Quanren could finish speaking, one of the bodyguards appeared in front of him in a flash.
Liu Quanren only felt a blur before his eyes, and a fist, accompanied by the sound of wind, slammed hard into his face.
"Aww!"
Liu Quanren staggered back a few steps, and warm blood gushed from his nose instantly, but the guards did not stop and hit him several more times.
Liu Quanren's face instantly swelled up like a pig's head. He was shocked and furious. He pointed at the two guards, his voice distorted with pain.
"You dare hit me? Do you know who my father is? You just wait, don't you dare leave!"
He shouted as he staggered backward, afraid that the two ruthless men would hit him again.
The two guards remained expressionless. One of them merely lifted his foot slightly, causing the groaning slave on the ground to stifle his cries.
Liu Quanren was so frightened that he shuddered and stopped midway through his harsh words.
"Get out." One of the guards coldly uttered a single word.
Liu Quanren's last bit of courage vanished, and he dared not linger any longer, scrambling and crawling away.
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