Traveling through ancient times: starting with live streaming

Chapter 311 Don’t mind

Zhou Chang strolled back to his study alone along the east side.

The boxes containing the dowry had been moved away from both sides of the road.

I listened carefully to the noises in the front hall and the middle hall, and it seemed as if most people had left, and there was no loud sound.

I don’t know what time it is now, but a thin crescent moon has climbed up above my head.

Inside and outside the palace, big red lanterns were everywhere swaying in the cold night wind. It had never been so brightly lit before.

Along the way, there were servants coming and going in groups of three or four.

Zhou Chang couldn't tell who these people were.

The number of servants in Prince Yi's mansion suddenly increased by two or three times, and there were strangers everywhere.

"Don't take it to heart, Your Majesty. Didn't I tell you that those letters were fake?" The skinny monkey caught up from behind and opened his mouth to talk about what happened just now.

Zhou Chang didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, so he sent Shou Hou away and said, "Go check on the sales of the pills up front. When you're done, tell Mr. Zhong that I'll be waiting for him in the study."

It was absolutely impossible for me to become a real couple with Yuan Qi, so I just planned to go back to the study.

"Hmm..." The skinny monkey still responded and left.

Zhou Chang returned to the study alone, and as expected, met Aunt Jing at the door again.

"The You hour has passed, Your Majesty, don't miss the good time to enter the bridal chamber." Aunt Jing said nothing and pulled Zhou Chang towards the bedroom.

Zhou Chang was tall and strong, and he refused ten thousand times: "Anyway, I have missed it, there is no need to rush, I still have to wait for Mr. Zhong."

"Don't worry, Your Highness. Money is really coming in like water tonight. Those who don't have money have signed receipts. Your Highness, are you afraid that they will run away?" Aunt Jing didn't give her a chance to make excuses.

"Aunt Jing, I'm hungry. Please go find me something to eat." Zhou Chang held on to the door of the study courtyard and refused to move forward.

Aunt Jing was unmoved: "Then we should go to the bridal chamber. There is still plenty of food and drink, and the bride is still waiting."

"No, no, no..." Zhou Chang finally had more strength and forced his way into the yard.

Aunt Jing couldn't pull it off, so she had to let go and pinched her waist again: "My Lord, do you mind the letter?"

"I don't mind." Zhou Chang saw Aunt Jing's face darken.

"It's normal for a girl to have such thoughts before she gets married," Aunt Jing said with a sincere and eloquent tone, sighing first, "Alas, Miss Yuan is already 23 years old, it would be abnormal to say that she didn't have any thoughts in that regard before. What's more, that man is the top scholar in the imperial examination."

Zhou Chang didn't expect that Aunt Jing was so "open-minded" about this matter, but he was almost choked to death by the last sentence.

I didn’t expect that Wen Qingyan is popular with both young and old.

Aunt Jing usually had a serious face, but now she couldn't help but be intoxicated: "Alas, that top scholar is so talented and handsome. How many families in Jindu City want to recruit him as a son-in-law. Your Majesty doesn't know that all the female relatives who came here tonight have been talking about him all the time."

This time it was Zhou Chang who had a gloomy face: "Aunt Jing, you better go get me something to eat."

Aunt Jing was unwilling to stop talking before she finished, "Then again, weren't those letters written unilaterally by Wen Zhuangyuan to Miss Yuan? No... the former Miss Yuan... from now on, she should be called Princess. That is to say, it is probably Wen Zhuangyuan's unrequited love. Look at how beautiful the Princess is. Not to mention the admiration of Wen Zhuangyuan, even those rich and noble young men in Jindu City, who have no chance to see her, would definitely fall in love with her if they saw her."

Zhou Chang didn't dare to respond, because as soon as he did, the other person would definitely continue talking.

But he couldn't help shaking his head in his heart, secretly blaming the "flower maniac" for being brainless.

Of course, there was only the letter that Wen Fei wrote to Yuan Qi, because that was the one Yuan Qi lost.

As for how many letters Yuan Qi wrote to Wen Qingyan and what they said, who knows?

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt inexplicably uncomfortable. Maybe he was really hungry. Zhou Chang mentioned it again: "Aunt Jing, I am really hungry."

"Even a man as talented and beautiful as Master Wen admires our princess. Your Majesty..." Aunt Jing turned a deaf ear to her and only praised Wen Fei and Yuan Qi to the highest heavens and on earth.

Zhou Chang was depressed and turned away: "Aunt Jing, do you think I look much worse than Wen Qingyan?"

Aunt Jing ignored him and chased after him: "Your Highness, that's why you shouldn't take it to heart. What's past is past. You should hurry to the bridal chamber. People say that a night of spring is worth a thousand gold..."

"Aunt Jing..." Zhou Chang felt unwell all over his body.

Aunt Jing ignored her and continued, "Oh, Your Majesty, please listen to what I have to say. When I went to ask, Miss Yuan had already told me in person that there was absolutely nothing going on between her and Wen Zhuangyuan, and that Wen Zhuangyuan had lost his composure only because she had not replied to his letters. After all, Miss Yuan knew the rules and had a sense of propriety. After the imperial decree was issued to grant her marriage, she had never seen Wen Zhuangyuan again. She wanted to live with you, Your Majesty, wholeheartedly."

Zhou Chang had headaches, heart pains, stomach pains, and pains all over his body. He sat down in a chair.

Aunt Jing said to herself: "So, Your Majesty, please don't mind it. There is still a lot of time to come..."

"So..., so..." Zhou Chang was really tired of hearing this but couldn't really lose his temper, so he had to put on a pitiful look, "Aunt Jing, I'm really hungry."

I haven't had much chance to eat all day, and now I'm so hungry that my stomach hurts.

“That’s perfect…” This was the first time Aunt Jing ignored Prince Yi’s health.

"Oh no, I'll starve to death on the way to the bridal chamber." Zhou Chang hugged his shoulders with his arms and leaned back in his chair.

Aunt Jing really had no choice but to shake her head and said, "Okay, I'll go get some snacks for the prince, but after the snacks, we have to go to the bridal chamber."

"Aunt Jing, please go get some snacks first." Zhou Chang didn't dare to give in easily.

Aunt Jing turned and left.

Zhou Chang quickly stood up, went behind the screen, lay down on the Luohan bed and straightened his back.

I lay there for what seemed like a long time but Aunt Jing still didn't come back with the snacks.

Instead, she couldn't sleep and was woken up by the cold, so she had to go downstairs again.

The study was dark and silent inside and outside. The charcoal fire in the house had long been extinguished. Only two red lanterns outside the yard were still emitting a faint red light.

Is it late at night and everyone has fallen asleep?

Just as Zhou Chang was thinking, Zhong Yu and Shouhou came in from outside.

"Has everyone left?" Zhou Chang asked this question first.

Zhong Yu held two large account books, and said exhaustedly, "Yes, Your Majesty. The last people to leave were from the Imperial Household Department. After much persuasion, I packaged the remaining pills and gave them to them."

Supervisor of Ceremonies?

When the Imperial Household Department was mentioned, Zhou Chang thought of her "live streaming and selling goods" business and quickly asked Shou Hou: "Did you leave all those things behind?"

The skinny monkey squinted his eyes and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty."