Changfeng and Shitou stood straight, lowering their heads to look at their feet.
Gu Zhen looked at the woman lying on the couch. She looked like she was enjoying a show, as if she didn't care about their contempt for her.
Changfeng and Shitou knelt down solemnly to Song Jiaren and said, "Please forgive my sins, Madam."
It was the first time that Song Jiaren heard someone call her Madam, and she felt quite refreshed. What was even fresher was that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince defended her and asked Changfeng and Shitou to apologize to her. It was really satisfying to see the two of them having to bow their heads!
"Forget it, you guys go out." Song Jiaren would not forgive those who offended her so easily. Today, she would give the Crown Prince a favor and let them go. There is still a long way to go.
Changfeng and Shitou didn't expect that Song Jiaren just asked them to leave, didn't complain to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and didn't punish or blame them in front of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Did she forgive them so easily?
Changfeng realized belatedly that could it be that Song Jiaren was just taking advantage of the situation and taking advantage of the situation?
Then she is too thoughtful, and you cannot keep her with Your Highness.
Shi Tou also felt that something was not right. This was not like Song Jiaren's vengeful character. Could it be that she had some conspiracy?
Inside the wooden house, Song Jiaren and Gu Zhen were lazily lying on the couch.
"Satisfied?" Gu Zhen grew up in the imperial palace and had witnessed all kinds of intrigues and schemes since childhood. He could see through Song Jiaren's little thoughts at a glance. Only Changfeng and Shitou, who were honest and upright, could not notice it and were therefore used by her. What a petty-minded woman.
Song Jiaren looked left and right but refused to meet Gu Zhen's gaze, thinking, even if you see through my tricks, so what? You're still just pretending to be stupid.
"We can't stay here for long. Changfeng will definitely be exposed if he goes out. We have to leave as soon as possible and go to the border camp to meet up with the main force. You should pack your things quickly. The main force will take you to eat something good when we get there." Gu Zhen stood up and put on his clothes, not minding the woman behind him staring at his naked upper body.
Watching His Royal Highness the Crown Prince put on his clothes one by one, Song Jia got up lazily and strolled around the wooden house. There was nothing to pack.
Before they set off, they left some silver for almost all the elderly people in the wooden houses. It was not much and not conspicuous, enough for them to live on for more than a month. They also asked Changfeng to remind them that if anyone came to ask about their whereabouts, they should just tell the truth and there was no need to hide it.
Changfeng went out and explored the route. Most of the people sent by Lord Yin were frequenting villages and towns near the river. As long as they bypassed the river area, they could reduce the danger.
Gu Zhen thought so too, but just in case, they still disguised themselves.
Gu Zhen dressed up as an old butler, Song Jiaren dressed up as a rich lady on patrol, and the others remained in their costumes as guards without any changes.
They passed the villages and towns along the river and took the official road into the border town, which was not far away. The people who were looking for them certainly didn't expect that they would appear openly under their noses, except that Qiao Zhuang dressed up.
The border town is adjacent to the Rakshasa Kingdom, and the two countries have exchanges with each other, so it has a strong exotic atmosphere. Occasionally, you can see Rakshasa caravans with white skin and blue eyes on the streets.
Song Jiaren sat in a gorgeous and comfortable sedan chair, with cakes and tea in front of her, soft fur foot pads under her feet, and a soft and comfortable cushion under her butt. She really wanted to shout to the sky, it was so comfortable!
"Butler, how long will it take? I'm tired."
Gu Zhen was dressed as an elderly butler, so he was hunched over, with loose skin on his face and hands, deep wrinkles, and gray hair. He coughed twice and said breathlessly, "Miss, we'll be there soon."
Shi Tou's eyes were blazing with anger, but he had been taught a lesson by his own prince twice and had enough experience. He was only angry in his heart and would never confront Song Jiaren in person.
Changfeng lowered his head and showed no emotion. He was probably disgusted by Song Jiaren's attitude. It was just a disguise, but she really thought of herself as a young lady and ordered His Highness around.
Song Jiaren made a lot of trouble along the way. She wanted everything she saw, including sugar cakes, sugar figures, and roasted sweet potatoes. She asked Gu Zhen to buy everything she wanted to eat. Many people on the road did not like the eldest lady in the gorgeous sedan chair. They let this old housekeeper run back and forth without taking care of the old man's health. It was really domineering!
Song Jiaren was eating ancient delicacies in the sedan chair, with her legs crossed, sitting and eating in an untidy manner. Fortunately, they soon arrived at Ruyi Inn, the largest in the border town.
The gorgeous sedan stopped at the door of the inn. The servant who led the horse hurried forward to put on the stirrups and waited for the distinguished guest to get out of the carriage.
A pair of exquisite blue embroidered shoes stepped on the stirrups, followed by a gorgeous pink dress with auspicious clouds. The servant did not dare to look directly at the guest, but only knew that it was for a distinguished lady, so he led the carriage to the backyard.
The servants and common people who were welcoming guests at the door saw the appearance of the person coming down. They were all stunned and stood there, attracted by her beauty. They stared at her as she walked into the inn.
“It’s so beautiful.”
"I wonder whose daughter she is, but she's so beautiful she's more beautiful than the moon..."
"I must hurry home and draw this young lady's portrait for safekeeping."
"I need to go back and prepare before proposing marriage."
"I don't know if we can get married."
…
Song Jiaren pricked up her ears and listened to the praises of the people behind her who were fascinated by her. She smiled happily in her heart. If she didn't have to pay attention to maintaining her image, she really wanted to go as far as to ignore her relatives, hehe.
Gu Zhen, looking old and frail, followed behind Song Jiaren one step at a time. Seeing the woman's eyes sparkling with joy, he also had a smile in his eyes.
The innkeeper came out to greet her personally. "I'm sorry for not welcoming you, but could you please give me a room upstairs?"
"I want to stay in the best room." Song Jiaren raised her head slightly and glanced at the short and fat owner of the inn out of the corner of her eye.
"The best room is Room 1, but the price..." The boss hesitated, fearing that the price was too high and the man could not accept it.
Song Jiaren squinted her eyes and snorted coldly, "Look down on me? Believe it or not, I will buy out your entire store!"
"No, no, I dare not." The fat boss quickly bowed and shook his head.
Song Jiaren finally gave up. "I'll stay in room one! The rest can stay in the guest rooms. My guards must not be neglected, understand?"
The boss sent the eldest lady and her butler to room number one on the third floor, while the rest of the guards stayed in a private room on the second floor near the passage, so that the eldest lady could serve them conveniently.
I felt sad. What a domineering and unreasonable young lady. I don't know what her status is. I can't afford to offend her. I can only try my best to meet her demands and pray that she stays for a few days and leaves quickly! His temple is too small to accommodate a big Buddha!
The innkeeper moved his fat body to deliver the aromatherapy to the young lady, tears streaming down his face. What sin had he committed? Maybe he shouldn't open the inn today!
Song Jiaren maintained her image of an arrogant and domineering young lady, lying comfortably on the chaise longue. The butler sat on the white carpet at her feet, feeding her grapes.
The innkeeper didn't dare to disturb them any further, fearing that he would be ordered around again. He put down the incense and hurried out.
"Look how scared you are." Gu Zhen's voice returned to its original state, clear and charming, but his face still looked like an old man.
Song Jiaren opened her mouth and looked at the grape in Gu Zhen's old hand.
Gu Zhen continued to feed him very naturally. The pink little mouth, which was not big to begin with, pecked his finger lightly like a baby bird, and put the large grapes imported from Luosha Country into its mouth.
"It's really prosperous here. It looks no less prosperous than the capital." Although she was exiled after she came here and had never seen the prosperity of the capital, it did not stop her from making up stories.
Gu Zhen recalled the capital city with its array of pearls and jades and its houses filled with luxurious silk and satin. The prosperity of the border town today is far inferior to that of the capital.
Song Jiaren noticed the loneliness in the eyes of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, smacked her lips, and stopped talking so as not to make him miss the capital. She didn't know whether the exiled His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the book ever returned.
Gu Zhen stood up and lay down on the couch to rest. Song Jiaren felt that this chaise longue was very comfortable. She lay there lazily, hugged a small bowl of grapes and ate them all.
The next morning, Song Jiaren was awakened from her dream by a loud noise.
"What's going on?"
Gu Zhen was lying on the outside and hadn't gotten up yet. Song Jiaren automatically retracted her hands and feet that were wrapped around him and smiled embarrassedly towards His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. She didn't know she had this problem when sleeping. She probably got used to sleeping with her arms and legs hugged in modern times.
Gu Zhen stood up and put on the old butler's clothes, dressing up. Song Jiaren watched curiously as he smeared some paste-like substance and some dark paint on his face, and then stood up with a hunched back, completing the perfect look of an old butler.
I didn’t see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince dress up in person yesterday, but I was really shocked when I saw him today. This would be considered a magical makeup technique in modern times, wow.
Song Jiaren didn't need to dress up like the Crown Prince. She opened the door and stood at the door, and the arrogant young lady came to life. "What are you arguing about! You're disturbing my rest!"
The fat boss cried out in surprise, having completely forgotten about this little ancestor. Now, he couldn't keep his inn running.
"Miss, please go back to your room first. I'll let the servant bring you breakfast later, okay?" Go back quietly and quickly. The fat boss wanted to smile but couldn't, and his expression was a little distorted.
"Get out of here! What's going on? Tell me!" Song Jiaren looked impatient and irritable.
Gu Zhen stepped over to dissuade her, "Miss, don't be angry."
Song Jiaren raised her eyebrows, rolled up her sleeves, and went to the noisy place.
The fat boss felt a pang in his heart when he saw this, it’s over!
Song Jiaren stood behind the crowd and shouted "Get out of the way!" Then she walked straight into the surrounded upper-class room under everyone's incredible gaze.
A man lay on the ground with his eyes open and blood dripping from his head.
Song Jiaren shouted to Changfeng and Shitou on the second floor, "Changfeng, Shitou, take people and seal off the entire third floor! No one is allowed to enter this room!"
The people who were originally watching the excitement suddenly started to shout, "How can we get out if it's blocked?"
Song Jiaren stood in the room with her hands clasped behind her back, and said in a deep voice, "This is the first crime scene now. Everyone here could be the murderer. Maybe he's hiding among you. What if we don't seal off the entire floor and he escapes?"
"That's the government's business, what gives you the right?"
"Yeah, you're not an official."
"Let us go."
The guards were guarding all the entrances and exits and the upper-class room where the murder took place. Gu Zhen stood beside Song Jiaren with the trembling look of an old butler, and could clearly see that her hands were clenched tightly behind her back, with her knuckles turning white.
Gu Zhen lowered his voice and comforted her with an old voice, "Miss, don't be afraid."
Song Jiaren turned her head and saw that the prince's cloudy eyes showed his concern for her. His old hand patted her shoulder soothingly.
Does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince have any misunderstandings about her?
Fear?
She is excited, okay?
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