"Can't you eat slower?" Gu Zhen couldn't help but scold Song Jiaren when he saw her starving look.
Song Jiaren was already starving. She hadn't eaten or drunk anything since she had eaten a cake at noon. When she arrived at the post station, she had to wait for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to wash up and go out. She then washed up and had her meal.
My stomach was aching a little, and I couldn't help but chew slowly. Besides, he hadn't come back just now, so who was I pretending for?
In the end, Song Jiaren didn't dare to disobey His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. This was the bad thing about the ancient times. The imperial power was supreme. If she didn't obey, she would probably be dragged out and chopped to pieces like on TV, and no one would collect her body.
Just bear with it, just bear with it.
"I'll remember it." Song Jiaren's eyes turned red and she put down her chopsticks.
Seeing that she was about to cry again, Gu Zhen felt a little headache. He was also afraid that if she really cried, it would be very troublesome. He even felt a little regretful about bringing a woman with him.
Gu Zhen turned his head away in annoyance and didn't look at her.
Song Jiaren was upset but didn't dare show it on her face. She could only pretend to be sad and helpless after being scolded.
Later, when she saw that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really ignored her, she started to eat voraciously again.
There is no way. In modern times, people are used to eating in a hurry and don’t chew slowly.
Song Jiaren filled her stomach. The food in this inn was just edible and could not be compared with modern delicacies. She missed the modern braised pork, pork ribs with preserved plums, spicy chicken and ice cream.
Gu Zhen stood up and spread his arms, "Change my clothes."
Song Jiaren was still immersed in the longing for modern delicacies, and was ordered by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince again. She pouted and reluctantly went forward to serve.
The first time is unfamiliar, the second time is familiar. This time he took off his clothes very skillfully, and even used his little paws to rub it subtly.
When Gu Zhen was in the palace, he had seen many concubines in the harem. They were all outstanding in appearance, but none of them paid as little attention to their appearance as his concubines. It seemed that appearance was not the most important thing, and eating was the most important thing.
Although she is good-looking, if she had this kind of personality in the palace, she would probably be destined for the cold palace. Which emperor would be willing to deal with such a vulgar woman?
But now I have a good life. I can follow him and eat and drink delicious food without being despised by him.
Gu Zhenshai laughed. What was he thinking? A woman of unknown identity, maybe even a beggar, and he was actually worried that she would be neglected in the palace and that only by following him could she have a better life?!
I must be too tired and my mind is confused.
Gu Zhen lay down on the bed, looked at the woman standing in front of the bed at a loss, and said, "What are you standing there for? Come up."
Song Jiaren admitted that she was beautiful, but she was just touching the man to satisfy her urge to do so. She had no experience lying in bed with a man.
He moved to the edge of the couch at a snail's pace, and paused with his hand on his collar. After thinking again and again, he decided not to take off his coat and lay down on the couch directly in his crimson wedding dress.
Gu Zhen half-rose and looked at the woman who closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, and asked, "You don't want to take off your coat? Your coat is not clean anymore, is it?"
Song Jiaren closed her eyes and replied, "I've been afraid of the cold since I was a child, so I'd better wear it to sleep at night."
Gu Zhen wanted to say something, but he saw her turn her back to him and move closer to the couch, not afraid of falling off if she fell asleep.
Song Jiaren crossed her arms and said to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince behind her, "Your Highness, please forgive me. I am a little tired after running around all day, so I will go to bed first."
Gu Zhen had no intention of doing anything to her at the post station, but when he saw that she was so afraid of him, he became so angry that his face turned black and he turned his back to the wall and slept.
He was kicked in the middle of the night and woke up with a start. He saw the woman next to him sleeping soundly. Her hands and feet were crawling on him, and one of her little hands even reached into his underwear and was messing with his chest.
Sleeping badly!
Gu Zhen pulled off his hands and feet that were wrapped around his body, pulled the quilt that was pressed under her to cover him, and it took him a long time to fall asleep again.
When I woke up in the morning, she was pestering me again.
Was she dissatisfied with him and wanted to strangle him in his sleep?!
Song Jiaren woke up and mumbled, "What are you doing?"
Gu Zhen said angrily, "Get up and help me wash up!"
Song Jiaren sat up in a daze, still not knowing where she was.
She saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince standing up with his arms outstretched, waiting for her to put on his coat.
Oh, she traveled through time and space and became the Crown Prince's concubine, and followed him on his way to exile at the frontier.
Song Jiaren felt sore all over, which must be due to the bumpy ride in the carriage yesterday. She resigned herself to her fate and got up to help the Crown Prince put on his coat.
If this goes on, she will definitely lose interest in undressing the Crown Prince. Then, let's see what this man can do to keep her! Humph!
Gu Zhen went downstairs to have breakfast with the guards. Song Jiaren still asked the waiter to bring the food to the room. After finishing the meal, they set off again.
Song Jiaren did not know much about the territory of this dynasty, nor did she know how far the capital was from the border, or which direction of the border they were heading to.
But judging from the weather, it's getting colder as we go further, so it might be the north.
Gu Zhen and the guards all put on cloaks to protect themselves from the cool wind, but Song Jiaren was still wearing the crimson wedding dress.
"You didn't bring a change of clothes?"
Song Jiaren was embarrassed. She was not the original owner, so how could she know that she was required to bring a change of clothes when exiled?
She only secretly took away the compensation given by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Apart from the money given to the nanny, there was still a lot left.
She thought it was just like what was shown on TV, where their homes were searched and they were exiled and not allowed to take anything with them.
The TV series deceived her!
Gu Zhen watched the expressions on her charming little face change, sometimes helpless, sometimes resentful, and didn't know what she was thinking.
"We'll reach Jiangbei by evening. Then ask the errand boy at the post station to buy you two sets of clothes."
Song Jiaren looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince with a burning gaze. "You are such a considerate and caring person, a good person who loves your subordinates!"
Gu Zhen's usually cold expression cracked in shock at Song Jiaren's obviously flattering tone.
Few people can flatter so directly and falsely without any sense of incongruity.
Besides, they are just two pieces of clothing.
Yes, maybe he didn’t have good clothes when he was a beggar, so he was touched.
"...Well, you are my concubine now, this is as it should be."
Gu Zhen had never spoken so much to a woman before. He had been trying to cultivate his relationship with Song Jiaren these past few days. After all, they would consummate their marriage after settling down at the frontier. He couldn't possibly let her follow him in name only.
Song Jiaren didn't know what the Crown Prince was thinking. If she knew, she wouldn't smile at him so brightly.
I guess someone will say, what the hell are you thinking?!
There is sufficient food in the area north of the Yangtze River, a large area of fertile farmland, and the people live a wealthy life, so the city is prosperous.
Although it is not as good as the capital, it is indeed the best town we have come across.
Changfeng found an inn in a bustling area of the city. The first floor was the lobby, and the second and third floors were rooms.
After dinner in the evening, Song Jiaren changed into the clothes and veil that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had his errand boy buy for her.
She wants to go to the night market with Gu Zhen. She wonders what the night markets in ancient times looked like. Are there also all kinds of snacks?
Gu Zhen only brought two guards, Changfeng and Shitou, and did not let them carry swords for fear of scaring the local people.
"Are you ready? Let's go." Gu Zhen and Song Jiaren walked in front, followed by Changfeng and Shitou.
It looked like a man and his wife from a wealthy family were out shopping, so those who were tactful moved away for fear of bumping into the veiled lady.
The brightly lit streets and the riverside are bustling with vendors selling snacks and exquisite goods.
Suddenly, a woman with disheveled hair and dressed in white rushed out from somewhere, knelt in front of Gu Zhen, and kowtowed repeatedly.
Song Jiaren felt a headache when she heard the "bang bang bang" sound of kowtow, and quickly pulled the sleeve of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
Gu Zhen didn't want to bother with such trivial matters. He frowned and glared at the person who pulled his sleeve, and asked in a cold voice, "What's the matter?"
The woman who was kowtowing on the ground thought he was asking her a question, so she raised her head slowly, her eyes filled with tears, and looked as adorable as an innocent little deer. The people around who were watching the excitement were whispering in admiration of her beauty.
"I sold myself to bury my father, but was spotted by three scoundrels. They teamed up to buy me and wanted me to serve them. Although I'm not well-educated, I understand that a woman shouldn't serve two husbands, so I ran away while it was getting dark."
"Please help me, sir. Buy me a house to bury my deceased father! I am willing to work like a slave to repay you!"
The people were whispering to each other, asking the young man to save the poor woman.
"Sir, just buy her."
"Yeah, if a scoundrel forced me to do this, would I still be able to survive?"
"If it really doesn't work, we'll help you pay, don't be afraid, girl."
"Young Master..."
Changfeng and Shitou stood in front of Gu Zhen and Song Jiaren. The people around them didn't dare to get too close, but their constant nagging was also very annoying.
Changfeng and Shitou are just guards and cannot drive people away for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
It felt like there was a group of flies buzzing around Gu Zhen's ears. It was all because of the trouble caused by the slave kneeling in front of him!
Song Jiaren was always watching His Royal Highness the Crown Prince beside her. At this moment, she saw his sharp eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes with murderous intent. It looked like he was ready to draw his sword!
Song Jiaren quickly hugged the Crown Prince's arm to stop him from killing people in public.
There are so many people here, if someone kills someone, we will be doomed.
"Sir, calm down! Calm down!"
Gu Zhen's tense muscles relaxed, and the woman held his arms in her arms. He was still in a bad mood, but his eyes were not as gloomy as before.
Song Jiaren gave him a calming look, cleared her throat, and said to Bai Lianhua, who was kneeling on the ground, "Miss, you said you were selling yourself to bury your father?"
The person kneeling on the ground hadn't said anything yet, and the people watching nearby said, "Didn't they just say it?"
"that is!"
Song Jiaren turned around slowly like a puppet and shouted at the gossiper, "Shut up! Did I talk to you and you're just talking nonsense? If you want to watch the fun, then pretend to be mute! Otherwise, I'll charge you!"
After she shouted, the surroundings fell into complete silence, and no one dared to speak for a moment.
"Let me ask you, are you selling yourself to bury your father?"
Song Jiaren originally wanted to take a conciliatory approach, appealing to the woman's emotions and reasoning with her, but her mood was ruined by this group of unruly people, and she could only continue to be a shrew.
The kneeling woman shed tears, as if she had been bullied.
"I sold myself to bury my father, but..."
Song Jiaren interrupted her, "Did you specify that you would only sell it to wealthy families or people with good looks, or only to one person?"
“…” The kneeling woman had dazed eyes, she didn’t think too much about it.
Song Jiaren sneered, "With so many men around, why don't you beg them but only my master? Besides, since you've already made up your mind to sell yourself to bury your father, why are you crying again? You're a prostitute and you still want to be a saint!"
The kneeling woman looked at the expressionless Gu Zhen, trying to gain sympathy by using her pitiful and weak words, "I don't have..."
Song Jiaren stepped forward to block her view. "You didn't? Then where is your father's body? You just ran out like this, aren't you afraid that the three scoundrels you mentioned will vent their anger on your father's body?"
The woman kneeling on the ground began to kowtow desperately again, her forehead already covered in blood.
Song Jiaren approached the Crown Prince behind her and whispered, "Sir, can I go over and take a look?"
Things have come to this point, and Gu Zhen and the others will never just walk away without caring about it. If his identity is discovered later, it will damage the reputation of the royal family.
With the Crown Prince's consent, Song Jiaren stepped forward to help the woman who was kowtowing on the ground and said, "You lead the way, and we will go with you to understand the situation."
A group of people followed the bleeding woman out of the bustling night market.
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