Wu Lianxu is applying medicine to the injured.

Suddenly, I heard someone complaining quietly: "Why did our ship suddenly change its route when it was sailing well? If we had followed the original route, we should have almost reached Suicheng by now. Why did we have to suffer this disaster?"

Another person beside him echoed: "Yes, but these are orders from above, there is nothing we can do."

She walked over and helped him take care of the wound on his arm, saying, "Don't complain. If this gets to the ears of the princess, she will probably punish you."

The man was puzzled and asked, "Wasn't it the prince's order to change the route?"

Wu Lianxu said: "As far as I know, this was the Queen's idea, and the Prince just did what she said."

"So that's how it is... Your Highness is too doting on the Princess. How can you trust a woman's opinion on such an important matter?"

Another person said, "I just don't understand why the prince took the princess with him when he went to Jiangnan to control the floods. What can a girl from an official family who has never been to the water of spring water do?"

"That's right. Miss Wu is a proper female doctor in the palace after all. She still needs a maid to help her change clothes. I really don't know what the prince is thinking."

Wu Lianxuan lowered his head, smiled, and said, "Who made her so popular with the prince? Just let me hear what you said, but don't spread it out."

However, the more she said this, the faster the story spread. Before people knew it, various versions of the story had spread among them. Later, even the thieves' sudden attack was blamed on Jiang Muyu.

Yun Yan accidentally heard people talking about this matter, so she went over to eavesdrop. She was so angry that she scolded everyone and went back to tell Jiang Muyu.

Jiang Muyu was not a fool. He knew as soon as he heard it that someone was deliberately causing trouble.

"When I suggested that the prince change the route, only Lord Yao was in the room. The news must have spread from him." Yun Yan said, "Does your Majesty suspect that Lord Yao was behind this?"

Jiang Muyu shook his head and said, "From what I know, Lord Yao is not the kind of person who likes to gossip, and he is very loyal. He will follow the orders of the prince even if he is dissatisfied.

I guess he told others, and that’s why some people took advantage of the situation to destroy my image and prestige in everyone’s mind.”

"This...do you want me to check who did this?"

"No need." Jiang Muyu picked up the teacup, picked up the lid and slowly skimmed off the scum, took a sip, and said slowly: "It's just some tricks, nothing to be afraid of."

…

Soon, the fleet set sail again, sailing down the river. Without the influence of the strong wind and heavy rain, they soon arrived at Pier No. 2 in Suicheng.

It was already past 3 p.m., and when he got off the boat, the governor of Suicheng came with his men to greet him. He had heard that the King of Rui would pass through Suicheng, so he had been preparing for it.

Suicheng is a small border town in the Jiangnan area and is less affected by floods.

It would take some time to unload the supplies from the ship and load them onto the carriages, so they had to spend the night in Suicheng.

Magistrate Xu sent someone to send the women to their residence, while he stayed behind to help Liang Qingchen organize the soldiers and sailors to unload the cargo.

Jiang Muyu was taken to an inn, where he packed up briefly and left.

Suicheng is completely different from Beijing. It has a strong local flavor. The scenery of the small town under the mist and rain is particularly pleasant. There are not many people on the street. Jiang Muyu walked into a teahouse and ordered a pot of tea.

There was a small platform in the middle, on which sat a graceful woman with a veil on her face, holding a pipa and singing a song.

She couldn't help but think of Bai Juyi's "Pipa Song" and recited it casually: "I sighed when I heard the sound of the pipa, and sighed again when I heard these words. We are both people who have fallen on hard times, so why should we know each other when we meet?"

Yunyan was listening at the side and couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, this poem is really well written."

"What a wonderful saying! We are both people who have fallen into despair in this world, so why should we have known each other before we met?" A man's voice came from the side.

Jiang Muyu looked over and saw a handsome man walk up to her and sit down. He had a pair of amber eyes, passionate yet cold, a high nose bridge, thin lips, a blue brocade robe, holding a white folding fan, a silver belt around his waist, and black boots on his legs.

He looked at Jiang Muyu with a smile and said, "Whose wife are you? I don't think I've seen you before."

Jiang Muyu said expressionlessly: "There are so many ladies in the city, how many of them have you met?"

"Look at your figure and demeanor. You are not an ordinary girl from a common family." The man smiled charmingly, "To be honest, there are not many noble ladies in Suicheng. I am lucky enough to have seen them all."

"You are quite free on weekdays."

"Uh..." The other person was stunned for a moment, licked his lips, and said with a smile: "You are really interesting to talk about. Why don't we be friends? My name is Luo Chengguan, what's yours?"

Jiang Muyu didn't answer him. He drank the last sip of tea in the cup, then stood up and left.

Luo Cheng wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Yun Yan, "Sir, our wife is already married, please respect yourself."

"What's wrong with getting married? Can't you make friends after getting married?"

"You can't befriend someone like me. My master is narrow-minded."

Luo Cheng looked at the determined look in the maid's eyes and began to hesitate. In the end, he did not continue to chase her.

Yun Yan then turned around and followed Jiang Muyu.

The master and servant walked along the street for a while, bought some things and returned. Unexpectedly, they met Luo Chengguan again at the door of the inn.

As soon as the guy saw Jiang Muyu, he walked over. She was too lazy to pay attention to him, so she walked around him and continued walking forward.

Luo Chengguan simply took a few steps forward and blocked the door to prevent her from entering. He was over six feet tall, leaning against the door, with one foot blocking her way, and a sly expression on his face.

Jiang Muyu frowned and looked at him impatiently, "What do you want?"

"Let's be friends!"

"No need, I have no shortage of friends."

"I don't lack friends, but I lack you."

Yun Yan glared at him and cursed, "Lecher!"

"Don't wrongly accuse me. I really just want to get to know your wife." Luo Chengguan winked at Jiang Muyu and said, "This young master has always appreciated talented people. The poem you wrote today really touched my heart. You probably haven't finished it yet. If you finish it for me, I won't bother you anymore."

Jiang Muyu said: "That poem was not written by me."

"But I've never seen or heard of it before. Even if you didn't write it, you should know the whole story, right?"

"I don't know." She didn't want to waste time talking to him, so she walked forward, lifted her skirt, and kicked him on the knee.

"Ouch!" Luo Chengguan didn't expect that she, who looked dignified and gentle, would actually kick people. He was completely caught off guard and was knocked over by her kick.

He sat on the ground, holding his knees and rubbing them while shouting, "You, you have no martial ethics!"

Jiang Muyu snorted coldly: "There is no need for martial virtues to deal with people like you."