The War God Uncle's Delicate Wife

In fact, Liu Jiaojiao didn't want to come this time. After all, her friendship with the Third Prince was not that deep, and that playboy was not worthy of her asking the Third Prince for help. But Aunt Jin kept nagging in her ear, and she really couldn't refuse.

Liu Jiaojiao glanced at the Third Prince, only to see him staring at her without blinking, as if his deep black eyes could see through her. She gritted her teeth and waited.

"Forget it, I'll go ask someone to see if there's any room for maneuver. But I can't guarantee that I can bring the person back to you." The third prince looked at the silent Liu Jiaojiao with some disappointment, thinking that this woman was no different from those women. Alas, he really shouldn't have expected anything.

"Thank you, Third Prince." Liu Jiaojiao was secretly happy. Although she didn't know whether the Third Prince would really help, at least he agreed to ask. However, she didn't expect that the doorman's voice would follow: "Your Highness, the young masters you invited are here."

Liu Jiaojiao was stunned, and then she realized that the Third Prince had other guests to meet today, and she just happened to catch up. She couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, as she originally wanted to chat with the Third Prince for a few more words.

The third prince frowned slightly and said in a calm tone: "I know, tell them to wait a moment." Then he turned to look at Liu Jiaojiao, a hint of apology flashed in his eyes, and said softly: "Sorry, the person I made an appointment with is here. Would you like to come with us or go for a walk in the garden?" After that, his gaze turned into the distance.

Liu Jiaojiao nodded helplessly, sighed inwardly, and had to get up and leave. She thought to herself that maybe it was not a wise move to ask the Third Prince for help this time, but it was too late to regret it now, so she could only hope that the Third Prince would sincerely help her.

The Third Prince watched the figure walking away, a trace of regret welled up in his heart, and he sighed secretly: What a pity, such a beautiful woman, but she is just a concubine...

After Liu Jiaojiao left, the Third Prince sat down on a chair, looking deeply at the lake in the distance, as if thinking about something. Not long after, a guard led the Young Master of the Jiang Family and several other young masters over. These young masters were all dressed in gorgeous clothes and had elegant manners, but they all had a look of doubt on their faces.

When they walked to the pavilion, they saw two cups of tea on the stone table. There was a faint red mark on the edge of one of the cups, which was obviously a lip stain left by a woman. They immediately understood that a beautiful woman had visited here just now.

"Greetings to the Third Prince!" All the young masters bowed. Liu Yi, the son of the Minister of Personnel, looked at the two cups of tea, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "It seems that the Third Prince has an appointment with a beautiful lady. I wonder if we have disturbed his meeting with the beauty?" After hearing this, the others also laughed.

However, Jiang Qiao frowned. He didn't like this kind of teasing, especially when it was disrespectful to the girl. So he said, "Mr. Liu, don't offend the girl!" In fact, Jiang Qiao didn't want to come here, but was dragged here by someone. Because his father often told him to stay away from the royal children to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Jiang Qiao looked a bit out of place among the group of people. His father, Jiang Shang, was the Minister of Justice, and he belonged to the same six ministries as Liu Yi's father, but Liu Yi's father was the Minister of Personnel. Since the two ministers often disagreed in the court, the sons of the two families also disliked each other when they met. Therefore, Jiang Qiao did not come here voluntarily.

"Mr. Jiang, you are taking it too seriously. I just said a joke. You see His Highness is not angry at all, why do you take it so seriously?" Liu Yi raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Jiang Qiao with a squinting look in his eyes. Jiang Qiao was even more angry when he saw this.

"You are such a talker. How do you know that His Highness is on a date with someone? Can't they be discussing serious matters? Look at this pavilion, it's spacious and obviously a suitable place to talk." Jiang Qiao retorted without showing any weakness. After hearing this, Liu Yi was about to fight back.

"Okay, stop arguing, let's go!" At this moment, the third prince suddenly interrupted Liu Yi who was about to speak.

Liu Yi and the others were silent, silently following the Third Prince out of the mansion. Outside the Third Prince's mansion were all kinds of carriages parked, obviously all of which were prepared for going to Hanshan Yayuan outside the city to attend the poetry meeting.

Liu Yi stood quietly by the side, silently watching the third prince step into a gorgeous carriage. After the third prince got on the carriage, he turned his head and his eyes stayed on Jiang Qiao's carriage. Then, he gently raised his hand, called an attendant beside him, and whispered a few words in his ear. After listening, the attendant nodded repeatedly and then left quickly.

About an hour later, everyone finally arrived at Hanshan Yayuan, a place for scholars to gather built halfway up a mountain, surrounded by dense green bamboos. Due to its high terrain, it is always surrounded by clouds and mist, as if you are in a fairyland.

When they arrived, they found that many scholars and writers had already gathered here. As soon as the third prince appeared, he immediately became the focus of the whole audience, and everyone came forward to greet him.

"Greetings to the Third Prince!" everyone shouted in unison.

The Third Prince smiled and raised his hand, signaling that everyone didn't need to be polite. His smile was as warm as the spring breeze, making people feel kind and warm. Everyone stood up, saluted respectfully to the Third Prince, and then quickly sat back in their seats.

Instantly, the scene returned to its lively atmosphere, as if the silence just now was just a short dream. Two students were fiercely debating today's topic, their voices were full of passion, their words were sharp, and people couldn't help but be moved. The people around were also infected by their enthusiasm and joined the discussion. For a while, the whole Hanshan Yayuan was filled with a strong academic atmosphere.

So where there are talented men, there must be beautiful women!