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

Yan Xining stepped on the stool, dodged it, and then she pushed it back. The stool spun in the air and landed safely on the ground. Only then did she look up at the person who had come.

The leader was a burly man with a scar on his face. He walked in swaggeringly and kicked a flower pot next to him, splashing dirt and debris everywhere.

"Where's the shopkeeper? Get out here!"

The originally bustling lobby suddenly became quiet, and the shopkeeper hurried out, ready to smooth things over with a smile.

Yan Xining frowned, his eyes swept across the broken flowerpot, and a hint of coldness flashed across the depths of his eyes.

She stepped forward and said in a loud voice, "I am the owner of this Zhuangyuan Building. I wonder what can I do for you, my brave men?"

The scarred man looked Yan Xining up and down and smiled contemptuously: "Oh, so you are a young boy. Boy, do you know the rules of opening a shop in this capital?"

Yan Xining asked coldly: "What rules?"

The scarred man sneered, "In our Raptors Gang's territory, if you want to do business safely, you have to pay protection money. This amount every month." He stretched out a hand and shook five fingers.

"Fifty taels?" Yan Xining asked.

"Hahaha, what are you thinking about, kid? You run a restaurant, not a stall, five hundred taels!" The group of strong men behind the bald man burst into laughter.

Yan Xining's face darkened: "What if I don't give it to you?"

The scarred man's expression changed, a fierce gleam in his eyes. He stretched out a stubby finger and pointed at Yan Xining: "You don't want to give it to me? If you don't have it, don't blame us for being rude! Brothers, smash it for me!"

"Let's see who dares!" Yan Xining shouted coldly, her eyes sweeping across everyone present, cold and sharp.

Under such gazes, those people felt a chill and stopped subconsciously.

The scarred man sneered, "What? A young boy thinks he can start a business just by buying this restaurant? He didn't even ask around. How can business be that simple? I'll give you another chance. Pay the money, or let us destroy this place?"

They had already found out that this Ning Yan was just a wealthy man who came to the capital from outside to do business and had no connections with the people there.

This kind of person who is rich but powerless and has no one to protect him is exactly the fat sheep they like.

It’s even more interesting to see that he still seems so ignorant of the world.

If things get out of hand, there's no need to worry that he won't hand over the silver obediently.

In this area, there is really no ordinary person who can fight against the Tiger Gang.

You have to know that there is a noble man behind their gang leader, and most of the money they collected was used to fill the noble man's private treasury.

"This restaurant has opened for business, registered with the government, and gone through all the formal procedures. We are operating normally. How dare you blatantly collect protection money? Do you still respect the law?"

The scarred man stopped and turned around, his face full of disdain: "The law? I am the law! Boy, if you know what's good for you, pay up. Otherwise, I'll shut you down as soon as you open your business!"

He arrogantly shouted at all the guests, "Don't say I don't give you face. All of you, get out of here right now, or we'll start fighting. My fists have no eyes!"

The trouble caused by the Tiger Gang scared all the guests sitting in the lobby. Some of them ran away, some hid in the corner, and some just watched from the side.

After hearing this threat, and looking at the twenty or so people behind the scarred man, all of them with ferocious faces and murderous expressions, who would want to cause trouble just for a meal? Several people immediately walked out.

The door to the private room upstairs opened, and Chu Jinxun walked out, standing by the railing overlooking the lobby. He had obviously seen the farce here, and shouted in a deep voice, "Who is causing trouble here?"

The scarred man looked up, but didn't recognize him. He thought he was just an ordinary rich kid, so he said arrogantly: "Where did you come from, pretty boy? Mind your own business, or I'll get you taken care of too!"

Chu Jinxun laughed. He slowly walked towards the stairs and said calmly as he walked, "I also want to see what the king of the capital looks like. You just said that you are the king of the law?"

The word "this king" startled the scarred man. He knew all those princes.

He was not stupid, and he immediately thought of someone who seldom appeared and whom he did not know.

"An, King An?"

Chu Jinxun had already reached the middle of the stairs. He stood there, looking down from above. Although his face was an unhealthy pale color, clearly due to his illness and insufficient Qi and blood, his temperament was noble and his demeanor was calm.

Yan Xining was surprised. She didn't expect Chu Jinxun to show up.

He probably doesn't know that this is his own property, and he doesn't know himself.

Besides, he is in poor health. Why would he get involved in such things?

Suddenly, the scarred man laughed. "I almost got tricked by you, a pretty boy. Where is this place? This is southeast of the capital. Where is Prince An's Mansion? It's west of the capital, a long way away. Even if His Royal Highness Prince An wanted to go out, he wouldn't come here. Even if he did, he wouldn't go to a newly opened restaurant. You little brat, you dare to trick me? You're so bold! Go, my two brothers, capture this pretty boy for me."

Yan Xining: “…”

Daring to call himself Prince An's grandfather, doesn't that mean he's the emperor emeritus? How dare you!

Chu Jinxun probably didn't expect that although he seldom went out, the two words "Prince An" would not work so well!

The two men behind the scarred man really rushed towards the stairs.

Yan Xining took a look and found that Jingfeng, who usually followed him, was not there. She stepped forward and blocked the entrance.

The two strong men saw that this pretty boy was blocking their way to arrest someone. The man on the left stretched out his palm-leaf fan-like hand and slapped him.

Yan Xining bent down and hit him on the waist with an elbow.

With a scream, the man fell to the ground.

The man on the right was furious, and with a Black Tiger Heart-Reaching move, he punched towards Yan Xining with a fist as strong as an iron bowl.

Yan Xining was about to take action when Chu Jinxun suddenly rushed over from the stairs, blocked Yan Xining, and took the punch from the man on the right on his back.

"Puff" a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Chu Jinxun suddenly fell forward limply, about to fall to the ground.

Yan Xining was stunned for a moment, and quickly reached out to hug him. While holding him steady, he used the force of his feet to kick out, kicking the man heavily and sending him flying, falling in front of the scarred man.

She was anxious and didn't hold back her feet, and the man immediately vomited blood and fell unconscious.

She looked back anxiously at Chu Jinxun's injuries.

Chu Jinxun's face turned even paler, and the red bloodstains on his thin lips were shocking!

She knew that Chu Jinxun would occasionally have blood bags on his body, but the blood inside was different from human blood. This time, what he vomited out was real blood!

She could easily take this punch, so why would Chu Jinxun block it for her? He wasn't a martial artist, so even if he hadn't been poisoned, it would have been difficult for him to block such a punch.

Look, he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood!

Did he recognize me? Even if he did, there was no need to fight so hard, right?

She inconspicuously checked Chu Jinxun's wrist pulse, and found it to be a floating, stringy pulse. Fortunately, although he was injured, his internal organs were not damaged.

Chu Jinxun tried his best to stand up, with blood still on the corner of his mouth, and said in a weak voice: "Mr. Ning, thank you very much!"

"Your Highness, your body is worth thousands of gold. How can you possibly block a punch for me?"

"That person was originally coming for me. I, your Majesty, cannot let you suffer!"

Chu Jinxun said these words with difficulty, and his body softened. Yan Xining hurriedly supported him and let him lean his whole body on her.

"Fifth brother, fifth brother, how are you injured? Are you okay?" An anxious voice came from the private room on the second floor, followed by the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs quickly.

At the same time, a shout came from outside: "Who is causing trouble?" It was someone from the Dongcheng Dusi Yamen.