The War God Uncle's Delicate Wife

Liu Jiaojiao personally held the book in front of the Third Prince, her hands trembling slightly, as if the book was of great significance. She carefully handed the book to the Third Prince, her eyes full of anticipation and nervousness.

Mu Yang slowly stretched out his hand and took the book. His movements were gentle and graceful, as if he was holding a precious treasure. He looked at Liu Jiaojiao, nodded and smiled slightly. That smile was as warm as the spring breeze, which made Liu Jiaojiao's heart beat faster. Then, Mu Yang turned around and walked back to his original position, with steady and confident steps.

Several young masters who were sitting noticed the movement here. They all cast friendly glances at Liu Jiaojiao and nodded to her. Seeing this, Liu Jiaojiao was secretly happy. She smiled and responded to the kindness of these young masters. She knew that her performance today had attracted the attention of these people, which was exactly what she expected.

Liu Jiaojiao happily followed the maid out of the bookstore. When she went downstairs, her face was ruddy and her mouth was upturned. It was obvious that she was very satisfied with her performance. She successfully attracted everyone's attention, especially the attention of the third prince, which made her feel that she was one step closer to her goal. At this moment, Liu Jiaojiao was full of confidence. She believed that she would be able to realize her wish.

"Miss, why don't you chat more with the third prince?" the maid asked curiously.

Liu Jiaojiao withdrew her gaze from the door of the bookstore. She shook her head gently and said three words lightly: "Enough." Her tone was calm, but it revealed a firmness and determination.

The master and servant turned and left the bookstore, walking towards the nearby rouge shop.

However, in the bookstore, several young men followed Liu Jiaojiao's departing figure. They were full of curiosity about this mysterious lady.

One of the young men in a blue robe couldn't help but ask, "Third Prince, which family is that young lady from?"

The Third Prince's eyes were still on the book in his hand. He replied softly, "Oh, that's the daughter of Minister Liu." There was an imperceptible tenderness in his voice.

Another young master immediately asked, "Oh, is that Liu Jingyun?"

The third prince frowned slightly and quickly explained: "No, that's not it. That's Liu Jiaojiao, the concubine's daughter of Minister Liu." He seemed afraid that others would misunderstand something.

When they heard the word "illegitimate daughter", everyone's interest suddenly waned. In this feudal society, the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children was like an unbridgeable gap. Everyone was the legitimate son of each family, so naturally they would not pay too much attention to illegitimate daughters.

"So she's a concubine's daughter!" Someone muttered in a low voice, and others echoed it, expressing disdain. After all, in their eyes, only legitimate daughters were worthy of dating them.

The Third Prince listened to the discussions around him silently, and a feeling of helplessness and regret welled up in his heart. He knew that these people's prejudices were deep-rooted, but he himself did not care about Liu Jiaojiao's identity as a concubine. In his opinion, Liu Jiaojiao had a unique temperament that attracted him involuntarily.

However, he also understood his identity and status and could not easily reveal his feelings. He could only bury his feelings deep in his heart and silently watch Liu Jiaojiao's every move...

"Cousin, I finally found you!" A familiar and crisp voice came from the stairs, breaking the quiet atmosphere around.

Mu Yang slowly turned his head and his eyes fell on the person who came. He saw a woman in a lavender dress walking quickly. She had a pretty face, eyes as bright as stars, and a look of joy on her face. However, when he saw that the person who came was Qin Ziyi, Mu Yang frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt and worry surged in his heart.

My uncle's matter has not been properly resolved yet, and my mother was also exiled. Why did Qin Ziyi suddenly appear here at such a sensitive moment? Mu Yang thought to himself. He knew that his current situation was quite delicate, and contact with the Qin family might bring more trouble. After all, his father did not pay enough attention to them, the princes. If they were involved in other troubles, the consequences would be disastrous.

Thinking of this, Mu Yang's eyes became more and more serious. He decided to avoid Qin Ziyi temporarily to avoid unnecessary trouble. However, just as he was about to turn around and leave, Qin Ziyi had already arrived in front of him.

"Cousin, what do you want to talk to me about?" The third prince's tone was a little cold, and he didn't respond very enthusiastically. His tepid attitude made the young masters around him immediately understand the identity of the visitor. They thought secretly in their hearts, and when they thought of the fact that Lord Qin was demoted and imprisoned a few days ago, their faces instantly became solemn.

These young masters were all children of ministers in the court, and were extremely sensitive to changes in the political situation. They knew what it meant for Lord Qin to be exiled this time, and they also understood that people related to the Qin family might be implicated. Therefore, when they realized that the person who came was Qin Ziyi, they all looked for excuses to say goodbye to the third prince.

Some said they had urgent matters to deal with at home, while others said they were not feeling well and wanted to leave first. In short, they were all eager to leave this occasion, fearing that they would be involved in this storm. Moreover, they did not even leave a polite greeting to Qin Ziyi, as if she did not exist.

For a moment, the originally lively scene became deserted, with only the Third Prince and Qin Ziyi standing opposite each other. Qin Ziyi felt the indifference of the crowd, but she did not show too much surprise or anger. On the contrary, her eyes were firm and calm, as if she had expected all this.