An Jing swallowed hard and couldn't help but move a little further away from Jiang Shan.
This girl is going all out now, like a cannonball, ready to ignite at any moment!
Prince Rong looked at the land and then at the group of unqualified servants, and the more he looked, the more pleasing the land seemed to him.
He knew it wasn't his fault he couldn't lose weight; it was the fault of these lackeys! They monitored his eating and drinking day and night, yet he hadn't lost a single pound, causing him so much unjust suffering!
He completely ignored Jiang Shan's earlier rebuttal.
Prince Rong patted his round belly, rolled his eyes, and adopted a tone that suggested he was willing to negotiate.
"What...what's your name? Are you one of the shop's employees?"
Jiang Shan's tone was somewhat sharp, "My surname is Jiang, my given name is Shan, and I am the owner of this shop. I was blind and accidentally gave Your Highness the wrong directions, thus getting myself into trouble. I beg Your Highness to be magnanimous and spare this person who is unrelated to my business!"
Prince Rong was just addicted to eating, not really stupid; he could hear the anger in the woman's words.
He coughed lightly, glanced at the kneeling servants, and snapped, "Get out of here, all of you! Don't stand here in the way!"
"Go away, don't scare my guests!" Jiang Shan pressed his advantage.
When Fu Qiyuan arrived in a hurry with An Er, he saw Rong Shizi's guards and attendants being chased out by Jiang Shan in a sorry state, and they were driven from the entrance of the private room to the entrance of the warehouse at the innermost part of the third floor where miscellaneous items were stored.
"You've come!"
How are you?
The two spoke in unison.
Fu Qiyuan instructed An Er to stay here and keep an eye on the guards and attendants to prevent them from causing trouble, and then pulled Jiang Shan aside.
"A plague has arrived!" Jiang Shan pointed into the private room and said in a low voice.
“Young Master Rong?” Fu Qiyuan’s dark eyes narrowed slightly.
Jiang Shan nodded, his head throbbing. "You know him too?"
Fu Qiyuan squeezed her hand and said in a deep voice, "I'll explain in detail to you later. Take me inside first."
When Rong Shizi saw Fu Qiyuan, his mouth dropped open. After a long while, he asked dejectedly, "Scholar, what are you doing here?"
A fierce glint flashed in Fu Qiyuan's cold eyes: "If I hadn't come soon, my woman would have become a wronged soul under the Crown Prince's command!"
"Your woman?" Prince Rong exclaimed in surprise. "She...she's just a woman...Ah, I know now, she's your mistress!"
You're the mistress! Your whole family are mistresses!
Jiang Shan was so angry she was practically spitting out a crook, but she was powerless and could only hide behind the man as a little woman.
Fu Qiyuan laughed and said, "Your Highness is mistaken. She is the wife I intend to marry in a proper ceremony, not some mistress!"
Prince Rong's eyes darted between Fu Qiyuan and Jiang Shan, then he laughed heartily, "I understand, I understand, I understand everything, hahaha!"
You don't know anything!
Jiang Shan mentally cursed, "This fat guy is only seventeen or eighteen years old, but his lewd expression makes him seem like he's experienced many versions of the 'once you've seen the ocean, other waters are nothing' scenario. He's probably a seasoned pro!"
Rong Shizi's hoarse voice chuckled for a while, then suddenly his expression froze.
"Top scholar, I just came here to have a bite to eat. You wouldn't refuse me that much face, would you?" He said this with a cold expression, as if he were about to chop someone's head off at any moment.
Jiang Shan held his breath and silently moved behind Fu Qiyuan.
At this time, it is still necessary to be pragmatic and realistic.
Fu Qiyuan took a deep breath, patted Jiang Shan's hand reassuringly, and said, "Young Master, do you know that you secretly ran away from Jiangling to Yuzhou? Do you know that the Princess and the Duke know? If you don't explain yourself clearly today, I will tie you up with ropes and personally deliver you to the Princess. Compared to disobeying the imperial decree, I believe the Princess will spare my life!"
Rong Shizi's face changed from pale to green for a while, then he suddenly laughed, stepped forward, patted Fu Qiyuan on the shoulder, and sat down with his arm around him like a brother.
He had gone through so much trouble to get from Jiangling to Yuzhou, how could he not have a good meal after all the hardships he had endured?
But this top scholar is not easy to deal with. He believes that if he says he can tie him up, he can definitely do so. After all, the top scholar is an official, while he, as the heir, is obviously a powerful dragon who can't suppress a local snake!
"Oh dear, let's talk this out calmly, don't get so worked up! Here, have a glass of water to cool down!" Prince Rong personally poured Fu Qiyuan a glass of water, his eyes crinkling into slits with laughter.
Jiang Shan's lips twitched. Who exactly needed to cool down? This fat prince was no good; he was capricious, had a terrible temper, and was also a cursed being—whoever he crossed was doomed!
Fu Qiyuan sat still, neither drinking water nor speaking.
Prince Rong's eyes darted around, and he pointed at Jiang Shan and An Jing, saying, "Sit down, you two sit down too, sit down and talk!"
Jiang Shan glanced at Fu Qiyuan, then chose a spot away from the Calamity Body and sat down opposite Rong Shizi.
"Top Scholar, look, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival today. I, the young master, have traveled all the way from Jiangling to Yuzhou to see you. You should at least show some appreciation, right? Let's have a simple family banquet first. Um, Mr. Jiang... Mr. Jiang, please make the arrangements!"
Jiang Shan nearly fainted on the spot. He had seen shameless people before, but he had never seen anyone as shameless as this!
"Family banquet? Who's family with him now?"
You sneaked out of Jiangling and came to Yuzhou clearly to cause trouble for us, how dare you say you came to see us?
Quickly, strike this guy with lightning!
Fu Qiyuan's skills were far superior to Jiang Shan's. He glanced at Rong Shizi without making a sound, his face expressionless.
Jiang Shan simply turned his face away, pretending not to hear.
Rong Shizi couldn't be as ruthless as Fu Qiyuan, nor could he persuade Jiang Shan. To make matters worse, his stomach rumbled, completely shattering his last line of defense.
"Help! I'm starving to death!"
Forget about being a prince, being related to the imperial family, losing face, or being ordered to lose weight—Prince Rong didn't care about any of that. He grabbed Fu Qiyuan's hand, his face contorted with pain, and said, "I don't want to eat vegetables and drink porridge anymore. Hurry up and get me something to eat. After I finish eating, I'll run a few miles, okay? When we get back to Jiangling, I'll apologize to my mother. I'll cover for you. This prince's word is law!"
That's barely sensible!
But what does it matter to me if you're ordered to lose weight? Jiang Shan thought to himself, full of disgust and contempt.
Out of humanitarian spirit, she couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, you're ordered to lose weight, so you can't just stop eating, can you? How does the imperial decree instruct you to lose weight? What will you do if you succeed, and what will you do if you fail?"
Jiang Shan didn't understand the joke, so his question seemed perfectly reasonable.
Prince Rong, however, looked as if he had been struck by lightning as he stepped outside, his face full of resentment and anger.
Being ordered to lose weight is a lifelong pain for him; it's a story that brings tears to his eyes.
Because of this imperial decree, his mother, who was originally the emperor's most respected sister, has now become a laughing stock in the entire palace. As long as he can't lose weight, his mother will not have the face to return to the palace to face the emperor!
Three years! A full three years! Not only has he not lost a single pound, he's actually gained ten pounds!
How hopeless!
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