The person Yun Xuan sent out to help find a shop already had news and had chosen three places in total. After lunch, Jiang Muyu and Chu Yu went to take a look one by one and finally chose one.
The person who helped to find the shop called the owner of the shop. Jiang Muyu discussed with him and finally decided on an annual rent of one hundred taels of silver.
The shop is not small. In addition to the storefront in the front, there are two rooms in the back. She prepared one as a cooking room for cooking snacks, and the other as a warehouse for storing raw materials.
Chu Yu also introduced her to the workers who were specifically responsible for decorating the shop. She discussed her ideas about the shop's decoration with the supervisor, and finally spent another 120 taels of silver to hire four workers, who were scheduled to come and do the work the next day.
After working all afternoon, it was already dark when Jiang Muyu returned to the palace.
Liang Qingchen looked at her as she came in with a tired look on her face and asked, "Have you had dinner?"
"I've eaten outside." Jiang Muyu answered his question without even looking at him. He took his clothes and went out to take a shower.
Liang Qingchen pursed her lips and put down the book in her hand.
At this time, Xu Lang came in from outside, handed him a small bamboo tube as thick as a finger, and said, "Prince, there is news over there."
He took it, opened it and looked at it, then handed it back to Xu Lang.
"The Ghost Festival is a good time to take action. If she wants to do it, let her do it. Find a way to pass the message to her."
"Yes." After reading the contents on the paper, Xu Lang casually put it on the candlestick next to him and burned it.
"Is there any news about that person?"
"Not yet."
Liang Qingchen rubbed his swollen temples and said, "You can leave first."
"yes."
Xu Lang stepped out and closed the door.
After taking a shower, Jiang Muyu went to Tangtang's dormitory first.
At this time, Tangtang was sitting on the couch fiddling with the nine-ring chain. She got stuck after untying only one-third of it, and couldn't untie the rest no matter what she did.
When Jiang Muyu arrived, he saw the boy sitting there with a worried look on his face, holding the nine-link chain in both hands, not moving at all, staring at it straight, as if he wanted to break it.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
Hearing the voice, Tangtang raised her head, "Mom!"
She was delighted, patted the seat beside her, and said, "Mom, please sit down. Tangtang has a question for you."
Jiang Muyu sat down next to her as she said and asked with a smile, "Do you want your mother to teach you how to solve the Nine Rings?"
"Yeah." She nodded vigorously. "Sister Nanxing has taught me twice, but I still haven't learned it."
"It's okay, take your time." She glanced at the nine-ring chain and said, "Turn it over here and see how it goes."
Tangtang tried to do it, but it still didn't work.
Jiang Muyu said: "Then start from here and then go there."
"It works!" Tangtang jumped up happily.
Seeing her happy, Jiang Muyu's smile softened involuntarily, and the fatigue of the day seemed to have dissipated for the most part at this moment.
After playing with Tangtang for a while, she coaxed the child to bed.
It was already midnight when she returned to the main house.
Liang Qingchen had been bedridden for several days to recuperate, and he felt like he was becoming half useless.
As soon as Jiang Muyu entered the inner room, he saw that he looked sad and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Liang Qingchen glanced at her and lowered his eyelids. His long curly eyelashes cast an arc-shaped shadow under his eyes. The candle next to him was about to burn out. He was half hidden in the darkness, looking a little lonely.
"I feel useless because I have nothing to do all day."
However, Jiang Muyu didn't buy it at all. "How can you be doing nothing? Aren't you having fun torturing Xu Lang?"
Liang Qingchen: “…”
Seeing his confused look, Jiang Muyu walked to the bed, looked at him, and smiled: "Do you want to go out?"
He nodded honestly.
"The day after tomorrow is the Ghost Festival. My son will be back by then, so the four of us can go out for a walk together."
Liang Qingchen narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Okay."
Jiang Muyu suddenly raised her hands and covered his eyes.
"Huh?" he asked puzzled.
Jiang Muyu said righteously: "Please don't use this foul smile to seduce me again."
Liang Qingchen raised his hand and placed it on the back of her hand, then took her hand away, and his expression had returned to normal.
"Are you satisfied now?"
"Satisfied." She touched her nose and crawled to the inside of the bed.
Liang Qingchen looked at her sideways, "You told me not to seduce you, why do you still sleep with me every night?"
"What? You want to sleep in a separate room? Why don't you move to the academy?"
"No, the children will be suspicious."
"Then what are you talking about?" Jiang Muyu lifted the quilt and lay down. "I am an unmarried young girl who came here to be your cheap wife, taking care of the elderly and children. I just covet a little money and beauty from you. You should be content with that."
Her tone and expression were so logical and reasonable that Liang Qingchen was almost fooled by her.
He frowned, and after a moment, he said, "I am a prince of a country, and you are the only woman in my harem. I have given you the power, status, respect, and care you deserve. Moreover, I am handsome, tall, and have a big penis. Shouldn't you take advantage of me?"
Jiang Muyu's face suddenly turned red. She looked at Liang Qingchen, who remained calm and collected, and she really didn't understand how he could say such words so calmly.
Could this be the legendary sultry man?
"You, you, you..." She couldn't find any words to refute for a moment.
Liang Qingchen liked to see her embarrassed and at a loss, so he suddenly stretched out a hand, supported her inside, and leaned down to get closer to her.
Jiang Muyu's back froze, and he dared not move like a quail. He swallowed hard, "What... do you want to do?"
"I want to fuck you." After saying that, he simply crossed one leg over her and lay in a semi-prone position above her.
Oh my god! So powerful? Did this person get bitten today?
"Liang Qingchen, please calm down. Your injuries haven't healed yet."
"Don't worry, it's all scabbed over."
"Why are you so worried? You have hundreds of cuts on your body. How ugly would it be if you started bleeding? Be good, let's clear the color waste in our brains for now, okay?"
He was stunned for a moment, "Waste?"
"Ah! Don't bother with my words. There's a generation gap between us. I can't explain it to you. Hurry up and get up! Don't get so close to me!"
However, someone didn't listen, and the warm chest got closer and closer.
Jiang Muyu raised her legs in a hurry, and Liang Qingchen groaned. She felt pain, and her hands went limp, so she could not support her body and fell on her.
As luck would have it, their lips touched.
At that moment, there seemed to be a sound of a string breaking in his mind, and Jiang Muyu's eyes widened suddenly.
Then, Liang Qingchen was the first to react, turned over and quickly moved away from her.
Jiang Muyu felt pain on his lips, and when he touched it, he sadly discovered that his lips were bleeding from the "kiss" just now.
She sat up suddenly and glared at the man lying there, but suddenly found that he had curled himself into the quilt with a pale face.
"Eh? What's wrong with you?"
"Uh..." Liang Qingchen didn't answer. He closed his eyes helplessly and didn't look at her.
Jiang Muyu suddenly realized that he seemed to have kicked the wrong part of the body.
I heard that men's private parts are very fragile, and once injured, the pain will be dozens of times greater than that of normal parts.
"Uh..." She realized that she might have gotten into trouble, so she stepped forward and saw that he still looked unhappy, so she carefully tucked the corner of the quilt for him, "Um... I didn't mean to do that."
Liang Qingchen turned around depressed, with his back to her, without saying a word.
Jiang Muyu looked at his nose and decided not to provoke him tonight, so she quietly crawled into the quilt, closed her eyes and went to sleep.
The next day.
Yun Xuan looked at Liang Qingchen's dark face and asked Jiang Muyu in a low voice: "Madam, is the prince's uncle here again?"
"Ahem..." Jiang Muyu covered her lips and lowered her head, "Maybe."
Yun Xuan didn't understand why his master kept talking about his uncle recently?