novelaction Chapter 340 Prince of Persia
Chapter 340 Prince of Persia
The shopkeeper looked at Xiluo with embarrassment. He had to keep his shop open, and these little beggars were there every day. If he accidentally offended them, they would definitely cause trouble every day and make him restless.
Xiluo understood what the shopkeeper meant and waved her hand to stop him. She slowly walked over to the little beggar and asked, "How much money did this guest steal from you?"
The little beggar immediately turned over and sat up, "You stole a bag of money from me, which I saved with great difficulty."
Xiluo nodded and turned to look at the blue-eyed man. "Excuse me, sir, are you in the spice business?"
A strange look flashed across the stern face of the blue-eyed man. Before the butler beside him could answer, he asked, "How did you know?"
His voice was full of charm, not at all as stiff as everyone had guessed, and his behavior seemed to be far beyond the expectations of the man who looked like a butler. He looked at the blue-eyed man in surprise and then lowered his head respectfully.
Yu Qingli raised her eyebrows slightly when she saw this. This butler-like man knew when to advance and retreat, and was very tactful in his speech. However, those people around the blue-eyed man who looked like workers were all very strong and muscular, with bright eyes. At this moment, they lined up behind the blue-eyed man, intentionally or unintentionally hiding all the blue-eyed man's vital points in their own shadows.
Look at the blue-eyed man again. Although his clothes are plain in color, they are inlaid with gold and silver threads, and the sleeves are faintly embellished with jade ornaments. The patterns are the same color as his clothes, low-key yet gorgeous. Such a caravan is definitely not an ordinary caravan.
Yu Qingli frowned slightly and began to regret that she had helped Xiluo just because he said so.
Yu Qingli was just regretting her decision when she heard Xiluo say proudly, "My young lady always has a plan in mind."
Upon hearing this, the blue-eyed man glanced at the carriage that Yu Qingli was riding in without haste. His cold expression coupled with his pair of green eyes made people feel a chill down their spines.
"Her?" The blue-eyed man asked with a hint of sarcasm. "What can you do if you guess?"
Xiluo frowned immediately and looked back at Yu Qingli's carriage. Yu Qingli was regretting it, but when he heard what the blue-eyed man said, he thought it was a good opportunity to back off, so he waved to Xiluo.
Xiluo hesitated for a moment before saying, "Since you don't believe me, I'll take my leave!"
The blue-eyed man looked at Xiluo's back and suddenly said coldly, "Don't take on a job if you don't have the skills. Are you running away after your true identity is exposed?"
Yu Qingli thought to herself that it was not good when she heard this. She lifted the curtain and was about to go down to grab Xiluo, but she was a step too late. Xiluo rushed to the blue-eyed man in two steps. After glaring at him fiercely, he lowered his head to look at the little beggar and asked, "You said he stole the purse from you?"
The little beggar was frightened by Xiluo's murderous aura and nodded awkwardly.
"So, how much is in the purse?"
"This...how should I know this? Anyway, I saved it penny by penny with great effort." The little beggar said, puffing out his chest.
Xiluo sneered, "I worked so hard to save every penny, I'm sure they would count it every day, how come I don't know how much money I have?"
The little beggar was so angry that he cursed, "Stop talking nonsense, woman! If you can't make the decision, don't act like a big shot here!"
Xiluoyuan was already full of anger, and she immediately became furious when she heard that. She quickly pulled the blue-eyed man's waist with her right hand. Everyone behind the man took a step forward, but was stopped by the blue-eyed man.
Xiluo grabbed the blue-eyed man's purse, and the shopkeeper brought out a basin of hot water that had been prepared early in the morning.
Xiluo held up the purse and said loudly, "My fellow villagers, this is the beggar's purse. He said it was all his hard-earned money. Today, I will use this money to tell you who it belongs to and who lied."
Everyone was even more curious when they heard this and gathered around. They saw Xiluo pour all the money in the purse into the basin of hot water. After a while, a layer of rouge red color suddenly floated on the surface of the water. After a while, the rouge red color spread and a faint fragrance overflowed from the basin. The fragrance was very unfamiliar and no one present had ever smelled it before.
Seeing this, Xiluo gave the little beggar a cold look and said, "What? Why don't you tell the truth? You are just a little beggar. Even if you worked hard to save this bag of money, you should have fat floating on your face. How could you have such spices floating on your face?"
When everyone heard this, they already knew Xiluo's intention. Some of the braver ones had already spoken out: "Yes, the smell of these spices is the same as the smell of the goods in this young master's car."
Everyone immediately scolded the little beggar. The little beggar became annoyed when he was pointed at and punched Xiluo. Xiluo sneered and dodged to the side, but she saw Yu Qingli behind her out of the corner of her eye. She was startled, but her moves were too old to save Yu Qingli. Seeing the little beggar's punch going straight for Yu Qingli's face, everyone exclaimed "Wow".
Yu Qingli was merely attracted by the smell of the spices, but she didn't expect to bring upon herself such a disaster. Seeing that the little beggar's fist was about to hit her face, she closed her eyes with no way to escape.
Everyone exclaimed "Ah" again, but not with the nervousness they had at the beginning, but with a hint of relief.
Yu Qingli slowly opened her eyes and saw a hand holding the little beggar's fist, while she had already been held in someone's arms. A strange fragrance penetrated her nose, making Yu Qingli suddenly sober up. She hurriedly jumped to Xiluo's side, and without even looking at the blue-eyed man, she pulled Xiluo away.
The blue-eyed man looked at Yu Qingli's back, and his stern expression seemed to be slightly moved. A strange color flashed in his emerald eyes. He turned his head and glanced at the man who looked like a housekeeper beside him. The man understood and immediately rubbed against the shopkeeper to inquire.
When Yu Qingli left "Ke Ruyun", the police had just arrived.
Xiluo glanced at Yu Qingli, who was lost in thought, and said, "Miss, the officials will take care of the rest of the matter, so you don't have to worry. Besides, that Persian was so rude, I should have known better than to save him."
Yu Qingli hummed, then said, "Don't mention what happened just now to Murong Yanhui."
Xiluo hesitated for a moment before nodding, feeling somewhat puzzled. Why would the young lady suddenly make such a request? After all, the prince wasn't here, so he shouldn't know about this, right?
Seeing Xiluo's puzzled face, Yu Qingli sighed inwardly, wondering if Xiluo's curiosity had really grown stronger after following him for so long.
"Xiluo, we will go directly into the palace from the west gate."
West? Doesn't that just happen to be adjacent to the palace where the King of Yan lives? Could it really be what I think?
"Miss, are you going to see His Royal Highness Prince Yan?"
"Well, I have something to discuss with him."
Yu Qingli did not deny it. In fact, during this period of time, she found that her feelings for Murong Yanhui were getting weirder and weirder. She had clearly made up her mind long ago that she would never fall in love with anyone in this life. When she came to her senses, Murong Yanhui seemed to have appeared in a certain place in her heart without her realizing it.
Yu Qingli sighed inwardly. Was it because of Murong Yanhui's various entanglements during these days, or because of her own dependence on him during these days? She had to admit that Murong Yanhui was indeed a good collaborator and could also be a good lover.
However, the timing of their meeting didn't seem right!
Along the way, Xiluo looked at Yu Qingli with a thoughtful look, and no one knew what she was thinking. Yu Qingli didn't seem to care. Perhaps in her eyes, everything about her was very open and there was nothing to hide.
When the carriage returned to the palace, it was already dusk. The fiery red sunset dyed the clouds in the sky into beautiful colors, which was very pleasing to the eyes. The golden palace was even more majestic under the sunset.
Anle Hall is the most luxurious palace in the entire imperial palace, no doubt about it!
Even the emperor's Imperial Dragon Palace is not as good as it, and most of this is at the emperor's instruction. In the early years, the emperor listened to the advice of the think tanks in the court and felt that in order to completely destroy the fighting spirit of Prince Yan, he must make him a useless prince who only knows how to indulge in pleasure, do nothing, and eat and dress luxuriously.
Thus, everything began to move towards this goal. The best things were sent to Murong Yanhui. Her food, clothing, and daily necessities were all exquisite and luxurious, and the palace maids serving her were all beautiful and affectionate.
Fortunately, all the years of hard work have not been in vain. At least now Murong Yanhui has completely become a playboy prince who has accomplished nothing.
If it weren't for his title as a prince, he would have starved to death if thrown onto the street! Therefore, Murong Shiling still trusted him, and the number of people guarding him was not as large as at the beginning.
But these days, he didn't know if it was Murong Yanhui's illusion, but he always felt that Murong Shiling's trust in him was collapsing little by little, probably because he helped Yu Qingli.
However, he didn't care too much. In his heart, Yu Qingli's affairs were far more important than himself. Although he didn't know when he would be truly rewarded for his efforts, he firmly believed that as long as he tried to warm that cold woman little by little, one day she would open her heart to him.
When Yu Qingli and her servant stepped into Anle Palace, they looked up and saw Murong Yanhui sitting under the corridor.
Murong Yanhui was wearing a dark blue double-breasted robe today, with the cuffs and collar decorated with silver-white auspicious cloud edges. His usually arrogant and unruly face now looked a little melancholy. His charming peach blossom eyes were slightly drooped, and his long eyelashes cast a row of shadows under his eyes, making it difficult to see the expression in his eyes.
The bright red sunset fell on Murong Yanhui, and his eyes fell on a piece of red maple in his hand. His handsome eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his pink thin lips were tightly pursed in a rare serious look. He exuded an aura of "keep away from strangers".