Becoming a widow for the sake of good fortune? The short-lived prince lived a hundred years

Chapter 86 Shouldn’t I have come?

Yan Xining remained speechless. If she didn't speak, Jiang Feng would probably say that she wanted to work for nothing.

She said, "If you're a master chef, you can get five taels of silver per month. In addition, if your pastries attract customers and double your profits, you can get a dividend of one thousandth at the end of the year! If you perform well later, your monthly salary and dividends can be increased."

Jiang Feng was completely stunned. Did she hear correctly? Five taels of silver per month?

Ever since she married Niu Gui, she hasn't seen even a tael of silver in the past seven years!

She couldn't even imagine that there would be such a benefit, and she murmured, "Too much, too much!"

"If you think it's too much, then just work hard and research more styles. Consider it your reward!"

Jiang Feng nodded vigorously.

Yan Xining asked her to go to Guanxiang Garden to find the shopkeeper Yuan Chengyuan tomorrow to discuss the contract!

I was busy again until the evening before returning home.

But as soon as she entered Qingwu Courtyard, she felt something was wrong.

Bingyu stood in the yard with a strange and uneasy look on her face. When she climbed over the wall, she kept winking at her.

Yan Xining's eyes flashed, and he saw the figure standing under the eaves at a glance.

He was wearing sky-blue brocade clothes and stood there quietly, his expression neither sad nor happy, his eyes neither angry nor resentful, he was extremely calm.

Bingyu looked at him, then at Yan Xining, her head completely blank.

She didn't know that the prince would suddenly come to the young lady's yard. Moreover, she said that the young lady was sleeping, so the prince stood under the eaves and refused to leave, saying that he would wait for the young lady to wake up.

She can't be chased away!

This is terrible. The young lady is now dressed as a man and has been caught by the prince. The young lady doesn't want people to know her identity, but how to resolve this situation now?

Your Majesty, you wouldn't think that the young lady is hiding a man in her courtyard, right?

Her little head twitched, and she shouted at Yan Xining, "Who are you? Why did you climb over the wall to get in? Do you know where this is? This is our princess's courtyard, are you trying to kill yourself? Go, go, go, no matter if you are just passing by or have other thoughts in mind, leave quickly! Otherwise, I will arrest you and bring you to justice!"

The little girl was so anxious that she was sweating and spoke quickly and urgently.

Chu Jinxun remained silent, his back straight as he stood there, like a cold mountain. His gaze was as calm as a bottomless pool, revealing no emotion at all. He simply watched everything in front of him quietly, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Yan Xining sighed in his heart: "Bingyu, please step back first!"

Bingyu stood there in a daze, her eyes wide open, filled with astonishment and dismay. The young lady had asked her to help keep her identity a secret, so was she exposed now?

If the prince knew that the young lady had disguised herself as a man, climbed over the wall, and frequently left the house, would he be furious? Would he quarrel with her? Normally, the prince and the young lady lived separately, with an invisible veil between them, as if they had never consummated their marriage. Their relationship was already delicate, and now with this incident, wouldn't it be even worse?

She was extremely worried, but there was nothing she could do. She could only bow and walk away, looking back every few steps.

Yan Xining and Chu Jinxun looked at each other.

Chu Jinxun looked deeply: "Should I not have come?"

Yan Xining walked in and said, "Since we're here, what else should we do?"

The person in front of him was clearly a handsome man dressed in delicate clothes, but the voice he spoke was familiar. Chu Jinxun found it very strange.

He took two steps forward, thought for a moment, and then took a step back: "I didn't mean it!"

"It's okay, didn't you know this a long time ago?" Yan Xining said calmly as she walked past him and said, "Wait a minute, I'll change my clothes!"

Chu Jinxun looked up at the sky. Knowing was one thing, but if he had never encountered it face to face, he could pretend not to know.

He didn't want to come, but someone just wouldn't let them have peace and quiet, and he had no choice.

After a while, Yan Xining changed into men's clothes and came out.

Chu Jinxun breathed a sigh of relief. Although he knew it was the same person, he still felt awkward. Now it was better. He felt much more comfortable.

"What's the matter?" Is it worth waiting here so early in the morning? Yan Xining asked as he walked to the stone table under the tree and sat down, motioning Chu Jinxun to sit down as well.

Chu Jinxun didn't sit down. He said, "There's an imperial decree from the palace, asking you to come to the palace tomorrow!"

"Whose will is this?"

"The Queen's!"

Yan Xining turned her head and looked at him: "Do you know something? Good or bad?"

Chu Jinxun's face looked a little strange: "Something bad happened, a few days ago, an imperial censor reported you!"

Yan Xining's eyes widened involuntarily: "Which censor is so idle? Why is he reporting me?" He had heard of censors reporting court officials, but he didn't expect that they would also report the prince's wife?

Chu Jinxun was very depressed. "I'm really very idle. Earlier, you sold out your servants, and those people held a grudge against you, which ruined your reputation. A few days ago, that Qian Xing on the street was making trouble, and the censor's memorial was sent to the emperor. Today, another memorial was sent, and my father asked the queen to take care of it. Tomorrow will most likely be about this matter!"

"What happened a few days ago? What memorial are you delivering today?"

"Qian Xing died today! He insisted he wasn't greedy for money, and that you deliberately framed him, and then he was killed in court! Someone got wind of this, and I heard the memorial implicating you was very harsh!"

Yan Xining frowned. No way, with such obvious evidence, he wouldn't think that if he denied it and then died, he could pay for his life, right?

"After Qian Xing was arrested, who went to see him?"

Chu Jinxun said calmly, "The nephew of the steward of Weiyuan Marquis's Mansion."

This was clearly an attempt to smear her. Was Tian Jiaying trying to disgust her to death if she couldn't kill her?

Yan Xining thought for a moment and said, "Okay, let's go!"

"I'll accompany you!"

"If the Queen only summons me, what are you going to do?"

Chu Jinxun laughed: "I'll go and pay my respects!"

Looking at his sparkling eyes, Yan Xining also smiled and said, "Okay!" She was busy recently and basically changed into men's clothes when going out. Chu Jinxun hardly went out either. Those spies had been almost eliminated. Now someone was worried?

After he finished speaking, Chu Jinxun didn't leave.

Yan Xining looked up: "Do you have anything else to say?"

"Can't I just chat with you when I have nothing to do?" Chu Jinxun felt a little aggrieved.

Yan Xining gave him a strange look. This slightly resentful look seemed to make her seem rather unkind.

"How about I make tea for you?" Yan Xining smiled.

"Okay!" Chu Jinxun agreed without thinking.

Yan Xining called Bingyu and asked her to prepare the stove and water.

Bingyu saw that although the two were sitting on opposite sides of the table, the prince was not angry. She immediately felt relieved and happily went to prepare.

Tea leaves, stove, water, teapot and teacups are all ready.

The water was boiling on the stove. Yan Xining looked up at him and asked, "How are you feeling these days?"

"Very good!" Chu Jinxun pursed his lips, looking at her casual yet smooth movements, his eyes filled with resentment again.

Yan Xining wondered: "What's wrong?" Such a wronged little expression.

"Besides asking about my health, do you have nothing else to talk to me about?" Chu Jinxun said in a muffled voice, looking at her stubbornly.

"Uh, is there anything else I should say?"

"That's not how other couples get along!"

"But we're not husband and wife!" Yan Xining looked at him in surprise, his tone sour. Suddenly, she thought of the accident that day, and her palms seemed to be burning hot. She couldn't think about it anymore. This relationship was a bit dangerous.

She said seriously, "Chu Jinxun, let's talk!"