freenovelworld Chapter 35
Chapter 35
Her aunt was the only one who did not participate in the power struggle among the dozen or so princesses, so after the Empress ascended the throne, she spared her life, granted her the title of princess, bestowed upon her a fiefdom, and sent her far away.
After all, keeping them around is also a potential problem.
Her aunt was not so lucky; she only had a daughter when she was over forty, and had no other children. She spoiled her daughter rotten as she grew up.
After her aunt died, her daughter inherited the throne and title.
It's always been quiet there; I only go back to Beijing once every three years.
But this time he returned to Beijing ahead of schedule, and I wonder what he's planning.
Nalan Jingwen's eyes were strange. The carriage was unusually quiet, and Hongyun's heart was pounding, making her feel a little suffocated.
So it seems that it wasn't Rong Hengyu who asked her to return to the capital, but rather her elder sister, right?
The Rong family obeyed the Empress's orders. They sent people to search for her in the palace with great fanfare, while secretly sending their own forces to find her, using a diversionary tactic.
What exactly made her, the imperial sister, so wary?
So vigilant that she had no choice but to send this notorious playboy back to help her?
Was the person who assassinated her involved in this incident?
How much longer until we arrive?
"Your Highness, at the earliest, it will take another ten days."
Ten days.
It was indeed inconvenient in ancient times, but she had been wandering for several months, so ten days was nothing. They had already waited for several months, so they would wait another ten days.
She waved her hand, signaling her to leave.
Hongyun obediently withdrew, while she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.
After all this commotion, I haven't had a proper rest for days. My nerves have been on edge the whole time, and my eyes are bloodshot.
It wasn't that she refused to rest, but that every time she closed her eyes, the scene of Liu Qishan leaving would replay in her mind over and over again. She reached out to grab the hem of his clothes, but each time she missed and woke up from her dream.
Seeing that she couldn't sleep well, Hongyun lit some calming incense for her.
Actually, it's useless. This is a mental illness, and it can't be solved by some calming incense.
Unable to sleep, she could only close her eyes and rest to recharge, as she didn't want to go back without enough energy to deal with those things.
Although she was a playboy who didn't care about court affairs, some things were burdens she was born to bear, and couldn't be ignored just because she said she wouldn't care.
She wasn't foolish enough to think the capital was peaceful and harmonious; otherwise, she would have been devoured long ago, leaving not even bones behind. The turbulent undercurrents hidden in the shadows are the most difficult to guard against.
It wasn't easy to rest on the carriage, and after several days of travel, we finally arrived in town.
"Let's rest in the city for the night and continue our journey tomorrow."
She's not in a hurry.
Hongyun hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement and went to the front to give instructions.
To be honest, their recovery ability is really amazing. The injury last time was really serious, but it hasn't been long, and they've recovered as usual. I wonder what kind of medicine they used.
"Your Highness, there's an inn up ahead. Shall we stay there for the night?"
Nalan Jingwen nodded. She didn't care about the condition of the inn; as long as she could rest, that was fine. After all, she had even slept on a tattered straw mat before, so she wasn't particular about such things.
"Don't call me Your Highness when we're out; just call me Miss."
"Yes, ma'am."
It's best to keep a low profile when you're out in public, to avoid getting into trouble you shouldn't.
She lowered the curtain, closed her eyes to rest, and pondered all the details after her rebirth and transmigration. Who was it that hated her so much, and who had the original owner offended to suffer such a calamity?
Just then, the carriage suddenly braked sharply. She steadied herself, opened her eyes unhappily, and spoke.
"What happened?"
"Miss, someone ahead is selling themselves to bury their mother."
Nalan Jingwen frowned. "Just go around it. Why stop?"
"There were too many people surrounding us, so we couldn't move forward."
"Then let's take a detour!"
Hongyun hesitated again.
"Just tell me if you have anything to say!"
Nalan Jingwen dislikes people who are hesitant and indecisive in their speech and actions. In modern times, if a business partner is like that, she would never cooperate with them. She needs decisive and swift people. In the business world, being too hesitant will only lead to missed opportunities.
"All roads were blocked by crowds and could not be passed."
Selling oneself into servitude to bury one's mother—such a grand spectacle?
Nalan Jingwen lifted the curtain and stepped down from the carriage.
Hongyun was startled and immediately knelt down.
"Miss."
Nalan Jingwen casually waved his hand, and Hongyun immediately understood and stood up.
"Let's go see what's going on."
"Yes!"
She walked over, and perhaps because her aura was so powerful, people subconsciously made way for her, and by the time they realized it, it was already too late.
"Giving you money to bury your mother is already more than enough; don't push your luck!"
"I was here first, don't be unreasonable!"
"Get out of my way, all of you! I'll give you a hundred taels!"
Nalan Jingwen sized up the people scrambling for the food, while a crowd of onlookers watched with great interest, as if they were watching monkeys.
He gave Hongyun a look, and she immediately understood, handing a silver ingot to one of the onlookers.
"Excuse me, what happened?"
The woman took the silver, wiped it with delight, then glanced around warily before stuffing it into her pocket.
"You just arrived, right? It's normal that you don't know."
"It's the same old story of selling oneself to bury one's mother, but this time the man selling himself is incredibly handsome, which is why these three are fighting over him."
The woman smacked her lips and whispered in Hongyun's ear, "This man is really good-looking. Otherwise, so many people wouldn't have stopped doing business to come here and watch them snatch him away. If I had money, I would also like to buy that man back."
Nalan Jing listened thoughtfully. Hongyun looked over and gave her a wink. Hongyun immediately continued to ask, "May I ask who these three people are?"
The woman raised her chin and said to the woman in the brocade robe and blue dress, "See that one? That's the magistrate's wife."
"That woman in white, fanning herself in this cold, is the eldest daughter of our richest family. She reeks of money but insists on pretending to be a scholar."
"The one in the gold clothes is the white-clad woman's rival, also a businessman, always second best."
Hongyun received the information and gave her another silver ingot. The woman smiled and put it in her pocket.
"Anything else you want to ask? I will answer to the best of my ability and leave no stone unturned."
"No, thank you."
Hongyun returned to Nalan Jingwen's side and told her the information she had received. Nalan Jingwen stood there, coldly watching everything unfold.
"Miss, would you like to save that man?"
It's no wonder Hongyun asked that question. After all, the original owner was known for her lust. Moreover, the wealthy young ladies in the capital always loved to stage this scene of a beautiful man falling from the sky to save him, making the man so moved that he was moved to tears and devoted to them.
Enjoy this heroism.
Nalan Jingwen never helps useless or worthless people; keeping them is just a waste of their time. She doesn't love handsome men, nor does she admire heroism. She only cares about her own interests.
"Being not."
Since she didn't say it outright, Hongyun couldn't figure out what she was thinking, so he could only stay quietly by her side to protect her safety.