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Qiao Ran remembered that when she was in the organization, she was not a loner; she was not used to being alone. Later, after dying and being reborn, she met Qin Huai and lived a carefree life. Then, she had Chen Jiu noodles and the companionship of Tuoyue Pavilion.

She sat alone in the empty room, tasting each of the dishes on the table one by one, feeling a slight bitterness in her heart.

However, it must be said that Cui Xiang Ju's craftsmanship is truly exceptional, leaving a lingering fragrance on the palate.

The first and second floors were also packed with people, but the third floor had been deliberately soundproofed. The bamboo blinds along the corridor were lush and green but thick, and when the blinds were pulled down, most of the noise from the first and second floors was blocked out.

After Qiao Ran finished eating and drinking, she lay down on the chaise lounge to cool off. She heard the hurried footsteps of the waiter in the building, and then someone entered the next room.

The visitor seemed somewhat reluctant, and the waiter explained tremblingly, "Your Highness, please don't be offended, the inner rooms are already occupied."

Qiao Ran raised an eyebrow slightly. Your Highness?

Which prince is this?

Someone gave a cold rebuke, then went into the private room without saying anything more. After a while, the footsteps on the stairs also stopped.

Qiao Ran got off the chaise lounge and pressed herself against the wall to listen. She could only faintly hear the voices, but couldn't make out what the people next door were saying at all.

Oh well, it was just a moment of curiosity. If I can't hear it, I can't hear it.

She lay there listlessly for a while longer. The chaise lounge was really comfortable, and she even drifted off to sleep. There was a knock on the door, and the waiter came in to change the tea. Qiao Ran turned over and sat up.

The waiter smiled and brought in hot tea, glancing at the mess on the table. "Young master has quite a good appetite."

Qiao Ran replied lazily, "It's because Cuixiangju's food is so good."

The waiter was not modest at all, and immediately explained the origin of their Cuixiangju restaurant to Qiao Ran without missing a single detail. Qiao Ran listened with great interest, and the waiter was also happy to tell the story.

"Please enjoy your meal, sir. I'll take my leave now."

"Hey, wait a minute," Qiao Ran curled her lips, took out another silver ingot and threw it out, which the shopkeeper caught happily.

"If there is anything else you wish to ask, please do so. I will answer all your questions to the best of my ability."

Qiao Ran praised his tact, and sat down on the chaise longue with her legs spread wide, looking up and asking, "Which prince is having dinner in the next room?"

The waiter paused, his smile suddenly freezing, and said somewhat awkwardly, "Young master, it's not appropriate for me to answer this question."

Qiao Ran acted very casually, "I only asked which prince you are. I have seen you from afar in the palace many times before, but I did not go up to pay my respects, for fear of accidentally offending you. Today I happened to meet you, so I asked you."

Upon hearing this, the waiter realized that Qiao Ran was someone who frequently visited the palace. Judging from his appearance and age, he guessed that he was the young master of some minister's family. He immediately dared not be careless and hesitated for a moment before lowering his voice to say, "It is the Third Prince and the Fifth Prince. The two princes also like the dishes at Cuixiangju and come here often. They like to sit in the room that you reserved today."

Qiao Ran thought to herself, "What a coincidence!"

“I see. No wonder the two princes seemed a little unhappy. It turns out I sat in their private room,” Qiao Ran smiled subtly. “Why didn’t you remind me?”

The waiter was also embarrassed. "It's not your fault, young master. I just didn't expect the two princes to come today. They usually come on odd-numbered days, but today is an even-numbered day."

Qiao Ran chatted with the waiter for a while longer, then said she wanted to sit a bit longer and asked the waiter to book a room upstairs for her. The waiter took the money and left quickly.

Qiao Ran pondered. Next door were the Third King and the Fifth King. These two seemed to have nothing to do all day. When they got together, they probably didn't talk about anything good. Who knows how they were plotting to bully Baili You.

Qiao Ran couldn't hear through the wall, and she couldn't very well stand at someone's door to eavesdrop, so after trying for a while, she gave up and dozed off for a bit before the waiter came and said that the superior room was ready.

"Young master looks tired, why don't you go upstairs and rest?"

Qiao Ran yawned and walked out with her head down. Just as she passed the next room, the door opened with a "click," and Qiao Ran bumped into the person inside.

She slightly raised her eyelids. Prince of Jin Chu.

The first person to step out was wearing a dark blue belted robe with a string of jade beads hanging from his waist. He first glanced at Qiao Ran, then at the waiter following behind her, and then looked at Qiao Ran with disdain.

It seemed that Qiao Ran sitting in their private room was like a beggar entering his golden house; the disdain on his face was undisguised.

"Third Brother, who did you run into?"

Peeking out from behind, Qiao Ran immediately recognized the two men. The one who came out from behind was the Fifth Prince, who was half a head shorter than the Third Prince. His face still had a childish look, and his eyes were narrow, but his expression made him completely unlikeable.

The two looked very alike, and Qiao Ran guessed that they were born to the same concubine.

The three kings said, "We don't know them."

At this moment, the Fifth Prince came out, looked Qiao Ran up and down, and realized what was going on. "So you booked the innermost private room?"

Qiao Ran answered politely, "I arrived early, so I chose the innermost seat. Is there a problem?"

The Fifth Prince, who was used to being arrogant and domineering, was immediately displeased. "Who do you think you are to sit in the innermost room? Do you even know who I am?"

Qiao Ran gave a curt "Oh," and asked, "What's your identity?"

The waiter behind her stared wide-eyed. How could the young master be so different from what he said in the private room? What did he mean by "afraid of saying the wrong thing"? He was not the type to speak.

The man retreated in fear, terrified that the fire might spread to him.

The Fifth Prince was enraged by Qiao Ran's dismissive and contemptuous attitude. "How dare you!! You dare to be disrespectful to me, I think you have no respect for life!"

Qiao Ran then pretended to realize something, widened her eyes, and revealed a smile that seemed flattering but was actually disdainful. "This humble servant has never seen Your Highness's face before and did not recognize you for a moment. I apologize to Your Highness."

The waiter was so startled that he broke out in a cold sweat and quietly wiped it off.

The Fifth Prince's face darkened, and he couldn't let out his anger. He punched Qiao Ran, who was like a piece of cotton, but Qiao Ran never played by the rules.

She feigned panic, "Your Highness didn't get to sit in your preferred private room, so perhaps you didn't eat well? How about we have someone clean up the room so Your Highness can move back and have another meal?"

"You!!" The Fifth Prince clearly wanted to get angry, but he felt that what Qiao Ran said seemed to make sense. He lost face and was very unhappy. Without saying a word, he was about to have someone slap Qiao Ran's mouth. Power and brute force were a set of intimidating methods that he had figured out over the years, and they never failed.

But the Third Prince, who had been silent for a long time, stopped him. The Fifth Prince was stunned. "Third Brother, what are you doing?"

"Fifth Brother, don't you think we've seen him somewhere before?" The Third Prince suddenly chuckled sinisterly and turned to ask the Fifth Prince.

The Fifth Prince couldn't remember. "How could my Third Brother and I have ever seen such a lowly commoner? He's so foul-mouthed. If I ever ran into him, I'd beat him to his knees and beg for mercy."

The expressions of the three kings made Qiao Ran realize something was wrong, and her feet suddenly felt a little cold.

"Fifth Brother, how could you forget so quickly? We've met before," the Third Prince suddenly beckoned to the people behind him, his eyes turning fierce. "Seize him! I'll make him know the consequences of helping Baili You!"

Qiao Ran's scalp tingled and felt like it was going to explode!

No, how did he recognize me? I didn't even show my face!

The Fifth Prince's eyes widened. "Third Brother, are you sure it's him?"

“His sword almost killed you, Fifth Brother. Were you so scared that you can’t even remember that?”

Qiao Ran was ashamed; it was a sword!

She grinned, "What a coincidence!" and then turned and ran towards the innermost room.

The five kings jumped up, shouting, "Capture him alive for me!"