Chapter 1852: 1852: Scheming (Part 3)

Chapter 1852: Chapter 1852: Scheming (Part 3)

“If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll kiss you until your lips swell up, so you can’t leave the house.” Gu Qingheng said with a serious face.

Yang Ruxin could only stick out her tongue and dared not speak, as a man dissatisfied with desire shouldn’t be teased.

“Actually, you don’t need to kidnap him.” Gu Qingheng suddenly raised an eyebrow slightly at Yang Ruxin, “Since you’ve set a trap for them, letting others see might actually be more effective than letting Gu Sheng see it himself…”

Yang Ruxin blinked and suddenly gave a thumbs up: “When it comes to being scheming, I have to admit I’m no match, so let’s do it this way.”

After Gu Qingheng went to the Governor’s Office, Yang Ruxin started preparing ingredients. Since guests would be entertained, it must be done well.

However, she didn’t prepare anything complicated. The main dish was grilled meat, along with several types of appetizers and desserts, all of which girls like to eat. The ingredients were fruits and water from the space, with flavors that would definitely be unforgettable for everyone.

Just as everything was almost ready, someone outside reported that the county master had arrived.

Yang Ruxin went out to greet her.

“Xinxin sister, I’m coming uninvited, you won’t be unwelcoming, right?” Ju Wan spoke first upon seeing Yang Ruxin, “Even if you’re not welcoming, I won’t leave.” Because she was engaged, she didn’t attend yesterday’s palace banquet.

“Since I can’t chase you away, why waste the effort?” Yang Ruxin laughed, “Anyway, the family doesn’t lack your portion of meat.”

“Ju sister used to not be so shameless, but after getting engaged, suddenly she’s thick-skinned.” Jiang Fangfei sighed, “Could it really be different once you have a husband?”

“Why not find one and try it out?” Ju Wan smiled.

“Sigh!” Jiang Fangfei sighed, “But where is it that easy?”

Yang Ruxin frowned slightly. Royal women enjoy such glory but must also bear the corresponding responsibilities. Previously, she remembered Gu Qingheng mentioning that the Jin Country in the northwest and Daxuan had always been friendly. Last year, the old king seemed to be in poor health and had already established the Crown Prince. Earlier in the year, they sent a national letter expressing their wish for an arranged marriage.

Emperor Xuanjing had no daughters. If a marriage were indeed to occur, the chosen bride could only be from the imperial family. Jiang Fangfei might be the most suitable.

Although she would be the Crown Princess Consort and perhaps even the future Queen, a girl leaving her hometown for a distant, unfamiliar place could risk irreversible disaster, and it might be hard to return even once in a lifetime.

Thinking of this made her suddenly heartache for the county master, and she couldn’t help but reach out and hold her hand. History from the past proved that princesses sent for peace were not easy, and while their lives might not be miserable, they often ended in gloom; few left a name in history like Wang Zhaojun.

Jiang Fangfei smiled, “Oh, let’s not talk about that. Today is for eating.”

Ju Wan’s father was an Assistant Censor, hence more informed, so she instantly realized the possibility and regretted bringing it up, quickly changing the subject to lighten the mood.

The atmosphere became lively again.

“Xin sister, why does your family’s meat taste better than mine?” Qi Zizi, an absolute little foodie, chewed the grilled meat and was troubled, “We grill meat too, but it’s not as delicious as yours.”

“It’s better than my family’s too,” Hen Ziyue, who had transformed from a little medicine zealot to a little foodie, agreed.