After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

After Wen Zhimiao and Shi Wanyue took their seats, musicians and dancers came in one after another.

The first wave of dancers were all women, which was pleasing to the eye, but then several delicate and charming men came in.

It can’t be said that it’s not good to watch, it’s just that Wen Zhimiao is not interested in it.

She sat there and took a quick look, then threw the wine glass at the feet of the dancers impatiently: "Get out, let the person just now come in, if another man comes in, I won't be so nice."

"Get out."

Wen Zhimiao had a gloomy face and looked arrogant and rude.

Shi Wanyue raised his eyes and glanced at her lazily, then poured himself a glass of wine and drank it all in a depressed gulp.

Wen Ke's eyes fell on Shi Wanyue. Although there was no special expression on his face, he felt a sense of pleasure in his heart.

When the female dancer came in, Wen Zhimiao was visibly happier.

Shi Wanyue ate something quickly and then left. Wen Ke also made an excuse to leave.

Wen Zhimiao became much quieter after they left.

She took a sip of wine, and then said to Qi Linglang and Zheng Shu: "Linglang, Shushu, you should go back too."

"Miao Miao..." Qi Linglang looked at him worriedly.

Wen Zhimiao smiled at her and said, "Go back, this place is not suitable for you."

Qi Linglang sighed: "Does it have to be like this?"

"No, but this way the loss is the least. My aunt should have told you how to make the trade-off." Wen Zhimiao raised his lips slightly towards Qi Linglang.

Qi Linglang took Zheng Shu's hand and stood up without saying anything else.

After they left, Bian Ruitong scratched her head, and she seemed to understand something.

After leaving Huayue Tower, Zheng Shu and Qi Linglang walked on the street. There was no night market in Nanshao City, and there was even a curfew, but it was not yet time for the curfew.

Since coming to Nanshao, it seems that they rarely get together as peacefully as before.

"Linglang, I don't understand." Zheng Shu looked at Qi Linglang, confusion in his eyes.

"I feel like Miaomiao seems to have changed a lot." Zheng Shu pursed his lips, feeling a little sad.

Qi Linglang held her hand and chuckled: "Shushu, she has never changed."

"Wait, then."

Zheng Shu still didn't understand: "But why is it like this?"

Qi Linglang chuckled: "Because Miaomiao doesn't want His Majesty to send troops to Nanshao, nor does he want to cut off all of Prince Shun's escape routes."

"There are many tough methods, but tough methods are bound to involve bloodshed and warfare, and it will take a lot of energy to subdue the people in the south. She makes things difficult for herself just to make things less difficult for others." Qi Linglang explained softly to Zheng Shu.

"It's so hard." Zheng Shu said in a low voice.

Qi Linglang led her and continued to walk towards Prince Shun's Mansion: "Any ideal that sounds unrealistic is not easy to achieve."

"Just like you and I want to make those freely flowing water flow the way we want, we also have to make a lot of efforts. But no matter how hard you and I try, we still need the support of superiors like Miaomiao. Otherwise, what can we accomplish by ourselves?"

Zheng Shu nodded obediently: "It seems so."

Then Zheng Shu looked at Qi Linglang again: "Linglang."

"Hmm?" Hearing that she had changed her name, Qi Linglang turned and looked at her curiously: "What's wrong?"

Zheng Shu smiled at her: "You know a lot."

Qi Linglang chuckled, "My aunt and grandfather have always told me about the affairs of the court and the world since I was a child. My grandfather was very disappointed with my uncles and even my father. After my aunt was appreciated by His Majesty, she would often teach me things, and my grandfather gradually began to pay attention to the women in the family."

"Has Linglang ever thought about becoming an official in the court?" Zheng Shu asked curiously.

Qi Linglang shook his head: "No, but now that I think about it, it's not impossible. Being an idle official is not bad."

"Only when you are in a higher position can you have more say and do more of what you want to do." Qi Linglang's lips curled up slightly: "But my aunt didn't tell me this to make me like her."

"She said, I can choose not to do it, but I must understand it. Knowing what other people are thinking will make it easier for me."

Zheng Shu also nodded: "Aunt is so amazing."

Qi Linglang also felt that her aunt was indeed much more capable than her father and other uncles.

"Then Miaomiao and Wanyue won't really have a fight, right?" Zheng Shu was still quite worried about this.

Qi Linglang laughed: "Will Shushu quarrel with others?"

Zheng Shu shook his head embarrassedly: "No, I can't."

She is too soft-hearted and would blush nervously if someone spoke too loudly to her.

"Then the probability of Miaomiao and Wanyue quarreling is about the same as the probability of you quarreling with other people." Qi Linglang said with a smile.

"Don't worry, they won't."

Zheng Shu nodded with relief.

"I see. Just don't quarrel."

The two of them walked slowly towards Prince Shun's Mansion. The sky looked like it was going to rain heavily again tonight.

"It is going to rain."

"It's not just a light rain." Qi Linglang sighed, hoping that Wen Zhimiao and the others could successfully transport the supplies and transfer the victims, otherwise the losses in the south this year would be enormous.

"I think so." Zheng Shu has an extreme trust in Wen Zhimiao and Shi Wanyue and would never easily doubt their abilities.

On the other side, after Qi Linglang and Zheng Shu left, Wen Zhimiao drank a glass of wine and remained silent for a long time.

Bian Ruitong didn't understand what she was going to do, so she just watched her from the side.

After a long while, Wen Zhimiao let out a breath of foul air: "Lingling, do you know any dude in Nanshao City?"

Duan Jiling shook his head: "I don't know him."

She doesn't come out very often.

Wen Zhimiao supported his chin, thought for a moment, and a vicious smile appeared on his face.

"Then you can only make friends on your own."

She said this and hooked her finger at the lead dancer.

The other person walked up to her nervously and asked, "What do you want, young lady?"

The dancer knelt beside her, docile and well-behaved.

After staying in places like this for a long time, I know very well how to make guests happy.

Wen Zhimiao stretched out his hand and lifted her chin: "Don't you have anything interesting to do in Huayue Tower?"

"Of course there is. There will be a flower-throwing performance tonight. Do you want to go and watch it, young lady?"

"Very good."

Wen Zhimiao laughed out loud.

Duan Jiling was also curious: "What is Miaomiao going to do?"

"I'm not doing anything, I'm here for fun anyway."

Wen Zhimiao also did not return that night, so Wen Ke played chess with Shi Wanyue for half the night.

Before the end, a spy from Prince Shun came to report on Wen Zhimiao's situation. He heard that she was in Huayue Tower, spending a huge amount of money to entertain all the young ladies and masters in Nanshao City who were in Huayue Tower that night.

Unruly behavior reached its extreme.

Shi Wanyue just listened quietly and said nothing.

But after listening to it, Luozi became obviously much more irritated.