Chapter 41: Are there still people stealing pots these days?



Tongde Restaurant.

Jiang Ruowei walked into a restaurant wearing a veiled hat.

"Are you sure it's here?" Jiang Ruowei couldn't help but frowned when she heard the playful sounds in the song.

Erya nodded: "Miss, sure, it's here."

Jiang Ruowei paused, raised her hand and knocked lightly on the door.

After a while, the door opened.

The whole room smelled of alcohol and cosmetics.

Jiang Ruowei endured the discomfort and walked in.

When he saw the coolly dressed dancers in the room, he felt even more contempt for the Third Prince.

"Your servant Jiang Ruowei greets the Third Prince."

The third prince raised his hand and waved the dancer away.

Fuzi, who was standing beside the Third Prince, asked, "What do you want from the Third Prince, young lady?"

Jiang Ruowei had a calm expression. If she was this age in her previous life, she might be nervous when facing the prince, but now, she only felt pity for the person in front of her.

In order to save the fourth prince, the third prince became disabled for life.

But he was the only one who survived the fight for the throne among the princes.

Among many princes and brothers, he was the only one left in Yelang.

This is also the reason why Jiang Ruowei took the risk to come here.

Although she had never seen this person in her previous life, she still wanted to give it a try.

"Third Prince, I came here today to cooperate with you."

"Oh?" A figure appeared vaguely behind the green gauze tent.

He sat up with the flagon in his hand.

The voice was lazy and said, "You are just a concubine's daughter. What is there in you that is worthy of this prince's attention?"

Jiang Ruo pursed her lips slightly.

He is just a useless prince, yet he dares to show off in front of her.

But now is not the time to compete with him.

"I know what will happen in the future. Whether the Third Prince believes it or not, your concubine is having an affair with the housekeeper right now. You might as well go back and take a look."

Behind the gauze curtain, Jun Mocheng frowned, and there was a cold aura around him.

He said indifferently: "You know, this prince has a hundred ways to make you leave quietly."

"If the Third Prince doesn't believe it, you can have someone investigate. I have something important to do, so I won't disturb the Third Prince."

After going out, Jiang Ruowei took a deep breath.

My back is already cold.

She overestimated her role. None of these princes were easy to get along with.

But she was very confident that the Third Prince would find her again.

But just now she seemed to see another figure behind the green gauze tent.

Inside the house, Jun Mocheng walked out of the green tent barefoot.

The man had black hair stuck to the back of his head, his facial features were stunning, his eyes were like black springs, but he had a certain ruffian air.

He stared towards the door with dim eyes.

He whispered, "Is it her?"

Someone behind the tent responded: "Brother, it's not her."

Jun Mocheng raised his eyebrows and shook the wine jug in his hand.

"That's interesting..."

I learned that I would stay in the temple for a few days.

Jiang Yuanxi packed up all his treasures overnight.

Carry it in a bag on your back.

When Chen came in and saw the scene, she laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back.

The package behind them was half a person's height. If you didn't know, you would think they were fleeing famine.

Chuntao squatted down with a smile: "Miss, these things are too heavy. Miss can't pull them alone."

Jiang Yuanxi looked at the mountain of packages behind him.

Nen Nen said: "Tao Tao, I can do it alone."

As she spoke, she raised the package that was half a person's height with one hand.

Chuntao swallowed and stared blankly.

Chunzhi was also stunned. There were so many things that even she might not be able to lift them all.

And Miss, is just one.

One year old baby!

This is so amazing! We must not let others know how special Miss is.

Chen was calm as usual: "What did Yuan Xi bring?"

Jiang Yuanxi threw the package to the ground, splashing up a cloud of dust.

Then he unpacked the package and started taking things out one by one.

"Tables, stools...bowls, pots, and, uh."

[There are still a lot of snacks that I can’t take out. If my mother takes them away, they will be gone.]

Jiang Yuanxi put her hands behind her back and said, "No more!"

Looking at the still bulging package and the guilty look in the little guy's eyes, Chen pretended not to see or hear anything.

"Tables and chairs are available in temples. Yuan Xi doesn't need to bring so many. How about letting Chun Zhi help you and take some away?"

Jiang Yuanxi rolled his eyes and agreed.

Not long after, Chunzhi came to Chen to report.

"Madam, the young lady asked the kitchen in the backyard to make dried meat, pancakes, pickles, and many pastries, and put them all in there." Chunzhi grinned.

Those things combined are enough for an ordinary person to live outside for five days.

Chen couldn't help laughing.

"Is everything ready for tomorrow?"

Chunzhi nodded: "Everything is ready, Chuntao is counting it."

Chen seemed to remember something: "Tell the people in the mansion to keep a close eye on it recently and report any news in time."

"yes."

On the second day, the carriage slowly drove away from the Duke's Mansion.

The servant in the mansion took a look and hurriedly walked in the opposite direction.

It was the first time that Jiang Yuanxi had taken a carriage for such a long distance.

She held the bottle and stared out the window.

The carriage left the city gate, which meant that real danger was coming.

Jiang Yuansheng and Jiang Yuanyuan kept their eyes on their surroundings.

They brought people with them and made sufficient preparations. As long as the other party dared to come, they would be prepared to not be able to go back.

“Rustle, rustle.”

The dead leaves in the surrounding forests rustled.

Jiang Yuanxi's sucking action suddenly stopped.

【It’s coming. 】

Inside the carriage, the three brothers clenched their knives.

Chen held her daughter in her arms, her palms sweating with nervousness.

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