Chapter 106 Stealing Durian
Not long after the New Year, in February, Yuan Hongqu brought Daiyu to the capital. It was impossible for Fan Huaiqing to eat the lion's head meatballs made by Yuan Hongqu, let alone find her.
Although Yuan Hongqu found it somewhat speechless, she understood Fan Huaiqing's actions.
After all, she had been a long-term insomniac and had tried countless ways to get a good night's sleep.
Fan Huaiqing couldn't sleep; it was a mental illness.
Lion's head meatballs were the cure for his heartache.
Fan Huaiqing destroyed his business empire, and might even have lost his life, for a bowl of lion's head meatballs. Others think it wasn't worth it.
But someone who has suffered from insomnia for decades probably feels it's all worth it.
Fan Huaiqing confessed.
Yuan Hongqu was not present for what happened next. She was already in a hurry to leave, and when she came out of the dungeon and saw that the sky was full of stars, she became even more anxious.
I wonder how anxious Daiyu must be now!
"Don't worry, Mr. Yuan, I've already sent someone to the Lin family," Prince Xian said hurriedly. "I heard that you have the best relationship with Jia Lian's wife in the Rongguo Mansion, so I've had someone temporarily keep her at the Lin family's."
"Thank you, Prince Xian." Hearing Prince Xian say this, she was not at all relieved.
Daiyu is prone to overthinking. Her sudden disappearance and the fact that Prince Xian kept Wang Xifeng at the Lin family's residence—was it because he was afraid Daiyu wouldn't worry?
“Mr. Yuan, this matter is settled. I will go back with you.” Lin Ruhai suddenly said.
"Lord Lin, aren't you afraid of revealing your whereabouts?" If Lin Ruhai were to return with her, it would be much easier to explain. Daiyu's joy at seeing her father would surely dispel her doubts.
"Then I'll trouble Prince Xian to send someone to escort us again."
"No problem, no problem."
Lin Ruhai was secretly brought to the capital from Yangzhou by Prince Xian's men, and was to be secretly sent back.
It wouldn't be difficult to let Lin Ruhai see his daughter before he left.
However, the number of guards will be doubled.
Although the Emperor knew about Lin Ruhai's return to the capital, others did not.
If his enemies found out, they would accuse him of dereliction of duty, and not only would his position as salt inspector be over, but he would also likely be punished.
Therefore, Lin Ruhai had to disguise himself before entering the city.
It was getting late when the young Taoist priest brought over the food.
Yuan Hongqu ate a few bites haphazardly, then heard the sound of footsteps approaching.
"Mr. Yuan, let's go. Please have some snacks in the carriage later."
Upon hearing the sound, Yuan Hongqu looked up.
Before him stood a burly man, eight feet tall, with broad shoulders and a thick waist. He wore leather armor, a sword hanging from his waist, a purplish complexion, thick eyebrows, deep-set eyes, and a large beard that almost covered half of his face.
If she hadn't heard his voice, she wouldn't have recognized him at first glance. This rough and uncouth man was actually the handsome, well-read, and polite Lin Ruhai.
Yuan Hongqu paused for a moment, then stood up.
"This outfit makes him look like a general; Daiyu will surely like it."
Lin Ruhai smiled, and his beard twitched.
"Lord Lin, you should keep it in place, be careful your beard doesn't fall off," Yuan Hongqu hurriedly said, guessing that Lin Ruhai was in too much of a rush and the glue on his beard hadn't even dried yet before he came out.
When he smiled, the muscles in his face twitched, and his beard almost fell off.
Upon hearing this, Lin Ruhai quickly patted his beard.
Yuan Hongqu found it somewhat amusing and went out first.
The two rode in separate carriages. As soon as Yuan Hongqu got into the carriage, she told the driver that she wanted to rest for a while and that he would wake her up when they arrived at their destination.
After the carriage doors were closed, the carriage drove off. Yuan Hongqu had intended to close her eyes and rest, but the comfort of this carriage was far inferior to that of a sedan chair, and even more so to a modern car.
She had been jostled around all morning and thought she would get used to it by evening, but it turns out she wasn't being dramatic; she genuinely couldn't get used to it!
How could anyone possibly sleep in a carriage with almost no shock absorption?
Yuan Hongqu thought for a moment, then flashed into the space.
She was able to rest properly in the space along the way. She hadn't had a proper meal all day, and the snacks she saw in the car were mostly hard and crumbly.
At this time, Daiyu should still be awake, so she wouldn't dream about her.
Yuan Hongqu took out the durian from the bamboo basket.
To prevent Daiyu from seeing the durian in her dream and asking questions out of curiosity, Yuan Hongqu specially placed the durian in a bamboo basket with a lid.
In her dream, Daiyu couldn't possibly lift the lid to see what was inside, could she?
The durians on the durian tree inside the space had long been ripe, but after the harvest, she rarely had the chance to eat them.
This time, she's sure to have a great time.
These durians ripened on the tree. Yuan Hongqu picked them when the tops were slightly upturned, as if they were about to split open but hadn't yet, and placed them inside the house.
They still look exactly as they did when they were first picked.
She picked up the durian, gently dropped it on the ground, and then picked it up again.
Sure enough, the slightly upturned head had completely split open, and Yuan Hongqu could easily break it apart with her bare hands.
This durian wasn't very big, weighing less than seven pounds, but it had a lot of flesh; Yuan Hongqu scooped out a whole plateful.
She ate two pieces and put the rest in the refrigerator.
As a nutritionist, two large pieces of durian were already the limit of her mental and physical endurance.
Moreover, the durians produced in this space have thick flesh and small seeds; one room of fruit pulp is equivalent to twice the pulp of a regular durian.
She had just put the durian down when she heard what sounded like swords clashing outside.
The voice was so close, and Yuan Hongqu thought to herself, and the person reappeared in the carriage.
The sounds outside were clearer.
There was no wind tonight; the only sound was the whistling of swords outside.
Just then, a scream was heard outside, seemingly from the coachman.
Then the car door suddenly opened, and a long sword was thrust inside. Yuan Hongqu swung something and threw it out. A cry of pain was heard outside, and the long sword retracted.
By the light of the moon, Yuan Hongqu could vaguely see the person in front of the carriage, holding a long sword, with one hand covering half of his face and the other holding the sword, as if he was about to come into the carriage.
Before he could even get close, Yuan Hongqu threw it again. She threw it at a tricky angle, and the man could only raise his hand to block it. As soon as he blocked it, his hand felt like it had been pricked by a needle, and he was in pain all over.
The man hopped and tried to jump onto the carriage, but Yuan Hongqu threw whatever was at him one after another!
She had three durian shells, including today's and the previous ones, which she had kept aside, not yet figuring out what to do with them. They would come in handy tonight!
The sharp thorns on this durian shell are no less formidable than a mace.
She had nothing else at hand, and she couldn't just take a kitchen knife out of her spatial storage. If she used a kitchen knife to cut someone, would it still be usable?
The durian shell is the best weapon!
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