I have a supermarket system, shocking the whole court

Prince Ju's words really sound like that of an open-minded person who is not attached to power.

Ning Ning silently gave him a thumbs up and praised him for his open-mindedness.

But in my heart I was complaining: I hope what you say is the same as what you think.

Of course, this was just what she thought in her heart, and only a fool would say it out loud.

At this time, the two had finished burning incense and worshiping the City God.

Prince Ju smiled and said, "Now that we have finished praying, would you like to go to Bajiao with me for dinner? I will be the host."

Ning Ning did not refuse, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, thank you Prince Ju for your concern."

Originally, Ning Ning was still thinking about how to get to Yuda Banana. After all, the City God Temple was on the outskirts of the city, a certain distance away from here.

Unexpectedly, Prince Ju took her directly to a carriage. Only then did she realize that the City God Temple also had his private property.

But on second thought, it seems normal. After all, this man is the "king" of Bazhou. What here doesn't belong to him?

It is normal to have an exclusive carriage in the City God Temple.

Naturally, the two of them needed a means of transportation to go to Yudabajiao, but they were a single man and a single woman, so it was not convenient for them to ride in the same carriage.

Finally, Prince Ju got another horse and rode it beside the carriage, showing his grace.

Originally, this was nothing. After all, Daliang was not an uncivilized place, where unmarried men and women would not attract attention if they visited the City God Temple alone.

But the target is Prince Ju, which is different.

Prince Ju not only visited the City God Temple with the girl, but he also acted as a bodyguard and personally escorted the girl home.

No. In fact, instead of going home, I continued to go to other places to have fun!

In short, everyone just thought for a moment and then followed the carriage team.

Then, the atmosphere became weird again.

Generally speaking, when Prince Ju is traveling, people should give way to him consciously, right?

But it is different here. Prince Ju has established a good image of being close to the people in Bazhou, so that the people are not as reserved and cautious towards him as they are ordinary nobles.

After all, Prince Ju is just like a friend to them on a daily basis.

We invited them to drink the wine, watch the dance, and even listen to the songs.

No matter what Prince Ju's prestige is in Kyoto, at least everyone in Bazhou has a very good opinion of him.

So much so that when Prince Ju suddenly showed up today and got close to a woman, everyone became very interested and followed him unconsciously, wanting to find out what was going on as soon as possible.

Ning Ning looked back at the huge crowd behind the carriage and felt deeply moved.

This was the first time she encountered such a scene.

I feel like I'm being monitored in real time. What's going on?

So she couldn't help but look at Prince Ju and asked sincerely.

"Is everyone like this usually?"

Prince Ju touched his nose awkwardly and answered honestly: "Today is special."

"Is it because of me? If I have caused trouble to Prince Ju, I will retreat now."

Ning Ning looked as if she was going to get out of the car immediately after she finished speaking.

Prince Ju smiled and said, "Don't worry, young lady. They are just curious. When they find that there is nothing to see, they will naturally disperse."

"Okay. As long as it doesn't affect Prince Ju."

Ning Ning sat down calmly.

They were indeed open and honest, but in Shang Wenqi's eyes it was a different story.

It is undeniable that Prince Ju has excellent external conditions, and when he and Ning Ning stand together, there is indeed a feeling of a talented man and a beautiful woman.

In addition, the people around have been praising Ning Ning, saying that Ning Ning and Prince Ju are a good match...

At this time, Shang Wenqi not only had to watch the two of them talking and laughing while touring Bazhou, but also had to listen to the sour words of the common people around him, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

But what can we do? We can't separate them by force.

Shang Wenqi could only suppress his jealousy and continue to be a competent guard.

Shang Wenqi: /@*?! …

The sound of rain hitting the banana leaves is particularly lively today, because once midnight arrives it will be the fifteenth day of the lunar month.

Today is the once-a-month dance party, where both girls and boys can go on stage and dance.

A dance god is chosen for every dance.

During the month he spent as the God of Dance, he could not only get free meals at the Yudababan restaurant, but he could even perform at Prince Ju's residence.

This is a very, very honorable thing for the people of Bazhong.

Therefore, every time this day comes, the sound of rain hitting the banana leaves is particularly lively.

At this time, the place was already crowded with people watching the fun.

If Ning Ning were an ordinary tourist, she would basically not be able to find a seat if she entered Yuda Bajiao at this point.

But who can blame her for having Prince Ju to lead the way?

Apart from other things, at least there will be no shortage of vIP seats.

Ning Ning sincerely sighed: "I really have to thank Prince Ju this time. Otherwise, I wouldn't even be able to squeeze through the door of the rain hitting the banana tree."

Prince Ju smiled and said, "You are too polite, young lady. By the way, young lady should also be good at dancing, right?

Although I am far away from Kyoto, I hear a lot of news from Kyoto. I heard that a dance called Magu Offering Longevity appeared in Kyoto not long ago. The creator of this dance seems to be Chuchu. I wonder if it is the Chuchu in front of me? "

Ning Ning did not hide anything and nodded generously: "It was me, but the fact that this dance became famous all over the world is not my credit, but the dancers' good dancing."

Prince Ju smiled and said, "No matter whose contribution it is, I wonder if I have the honor to watch Miss Chuchu dance."

"It's just a dance. If Prince Ju is interested, you can dance. But I'm afraid it's too late to sign up now, right?"

Originally, Ning Ning was just being polite, so there was no time to refuse.

Unexpectedly, Prince Ju snapped his fingers to the outside world.

The shopkeeper came in upon hearing the noise.

Prince Ju directly communicated with the shopkeeper: "This is my friend Miss Chuchu. Although Miss Chuchu is new here, she is also quite knowledgeable about dance. I wonder if Miss Chuchu can still sign up if she wants to go on stage?"

The shopkeeper laughed and said, "Prince Ju, you are joking. Your friends are the friends of rain hitting banana leaves.

Don’t even mention letting Miss Chuchu sign up. It would be fine even if Miss Chuchu was the first to go.”

Ning Ning: That’s not necessary…

She knew she couldn't refuse now, and she really wanted to go to the palace to find out what was going on.

Why not use the same old tricks to deal with Prince Ju the same way he dealt with Liu?

So she could only answer: "Just put me last, no need to change the order for me."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."

The shopkeeper said this and retreated respectfully.

At this time, Prince Ju was still looking at her with interest, as if he was trying to figure out what kind of person she was from her words and actions.

Faced with such inquiring gazes, Ning Ning remained calm.

"Why does Prince Ju look at me like this?"

"I just think that girl is very special, not like a girl from Daliang like me."

Ning Ning smiled and said, "Prince Ju really made a mistake. I am a native of Daliang.

If there is a chance, I will introduce my relatives to Prince Ju."

Although she said so, Ning Ning added in her heart: But my relatives have been killed by you. If I want to see them, I can only go to the underworld.

However, she did not say this explicitly.

But if Prince Ju knew her background, he should be able to understand the meaning of her words.