I'm his wife, how come I don't know?

Jiang Chu rode out of the palace, followed by the palace servants: "My Lord, please go slowly."

Jiang Chu was wearing a scarlet embroidered robe, with his hair flying, and he laughed wantonly: "No need to follow me, you guys go back, I will go and see for myself."

Jiang Chu walked through the bustling streets of Kyoto. The streets were bustling with people coming and going.

Jiang Chu stopped in front of a seven-story building with mortise and tenon joints.

In front of the restaurant, two rows of big red lanterns are hung high, and on the lintel hangs a golden signboard with three large characters "Jiufenglou" inscribed in powerful and majestic strokes.

Jiang Chu's eyes lit up and he got off the horse.

A servant came running to the door and said, "Sir, please come in."

Jiang Chu threw the whip and reins to the servant and followed the waiter into the restaurant.

The restaurant was filled with noise and bustle.

In the center of the hall, a storyteller was eloquently telling the legendary stories of heroes and heroes, which made the audience applaud and sigh at times.

There is also a stage on the second floor in the center.

On the stage, several dancers in colorful clothes were dancing gracefully. Their dancing steps were as light as swallows, and the ribbons in their hands fluttered with their dance steps, like catkins in spring.

The musicians sat on one side of the stage, playing the melodious guqin and blowing the graceful flute to accompany the dancers.

The seats around were filled with all kinds of people: wealthy businessmen dressed in silk, scholars dressed in cloth, and warriors in military uniforms.

They were drinking from their glasses, chatting in low voices, listening to storytelling, or enjoying the singing and dancing performances on the stage.

Jiang Chu was attracted by this novel restaurant and threw out a silver ingot: "Find me a private room."

"Okay, sir, I'll give you a seat in the best private room."

The waiter led Jiang Chu to the top floor.

From the private room on the top floor, through the carved wooden windows, one can have a perfect view of the dancing performed below the stage.

Looking up again, you will see a painting of a thousand miles of rivers and mountains carved with rosewood and gilt on the ceiling of the restaurant.

Jiang Chu exclaimed: "Good work."

"Sir, what would you like to order?" The waiter pushed over a bamboo slip with the names of dishes written on it.

Jiang Chu lowered his head and was surprised that he had never seen such a novel recipe before.

Then I heard a noise outside the door.

Then there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Chu looked back when he heard the voice, and saw a waiter looking at him awkwardly: "My lord, can you give up this emperor's private room..."

Jiang Chu snorted and laughed: "You want me to give way to others? I want to see who in Kyoto has such a big face?"

As soon as Jiang Chu finished speaking, the eldest prince Jiang Yu and the third prince Jiang Cheng, who looked murderous, walked in.

Jiang Chu's smile faded slightly, and then replaced with a wider smile.

"So it's my two royal brothers. Of course I'll give up this private room to you." Jiang Chu stood up, patted his butt and prepared to leave.

The eldest prince Jiang Yu smiled gently and said, "Since you have met me, let's go together. I didn't know that I was in this box before."

Seeing that the two of them had left him alone, Jiang Chu sat back down, blinked, and said, "Then the eldest prince will treat me to a meal~"

The eldest prince still smiled gently: "Of course."

Jiang Chu calmly ordered the dishes on the bamboo slips that he had never heard of.

Ordered a full table.

After a full meal and a few drinks, the eldest prince's gentle smile widened before his eyes: "Ninth brother has the most ideas, why don't you help me think about what to do about the locust plague in Suizhou?"

Jiang Chu's cheeks were very red because he had drunk alcohol.

His vision also blurred: "How would I know any solution..."

"Instead of asking me about state governance, I'd rather ask me about the fragrance of a beautiful woman~"

The cold and murderous aura of the Third Prince Jiang Cheng came again, and the whole room seemed to be plunged into endless coldness.

Jiang Chu was unaware of anything and fell asleep right on the table.

When the eldest prince saw that the person had fallen asleep, his gentle smile disappeared.

He winked to one side.

Two guards held Jiang Chu on the left and right.

At the eldest prince's signal, he was taken out of the room.

The eldest prince in the room looked at Jiang Cheng and said, "Third brother, in your opinion, is Jiang Chu really a playboy with no ambition and no knowledge?"

Jiang Cheng narrowed his cold eyes and shook his head: "The late queen's talent is well-known throughout the world, and my father's unrivaled talent is admired by the world. Among the nine of us brothers, each one is outstanding. How could there be such a playboy?"

"Yes, after the late queen and the crown prince passed away due to illness, this eccentric Ninth Prince suddenly became a playboy. It is really intriguing." The eldest prince looked at the dancers dancing outside the window.

A hint of coldness flashed across his eyes.

"Royal brother, please don't be soft-hearted." Jiang Cheng's cold voice pierced his eardrums.

Jiang Yu was playing with the ring in his hand...

The stairs of the restaurant.

The two servants who walked to the side railing of the sixth floor looked at each other.

Quietly used internal force.

Jiang Chu was directly flipped out of the side railing on the sixth floor.

“Ah!!!! Someone fell from the building!!!”

Jiang Chu felt a sense of weightlessness in his confusion...

A black afterimage flashed by, and Jiang Chu's waist tightened.

He was held by someone with one hand and quickly left the restaurant.

When the two servants upstairs saw Jiang Chu being rescued, they returned to the private room and knelt down to beg for mercy.

"I have failed to do my job well! Please punish me, Your Majesty!"

The eldest prince waved his hand: "It's okay."

Jiang Cheng on the side did not expect that Jiang Chu was surrounded by expert guards.

"I underestimated him." Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes.

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Jiang Chu was held under someone's armpit, and the cold wind blew gently around him.

A little more awake.

I don’t know how long I ran, but I stopped on an empty roof.

Jiang Chu almost vomited.

It took him a long time to see the man in black who took him away.

It was a handsome face I had never seen before.

A burly and lean figure, dressed in black, holding a cold sword.

A pair of cold eyes were looking at him with their heads slightly down.

Jiang Chu's eyes were wide open under the moonlight.

He staggered forward on the roof like a jerk.

The man in black frowned and stepped forward to hold him up to prevent him from falling.

Jiang Chu grabbed Leng's wrist and laughed: "I thought I met a god. Are you a human?"

Now it was the black-clothed man's turn to be stunned. He said respectfully, "Greetings, Ninth Prince. I am your secret guard Si Ling."

Jiang Chu's eyes lit up again: "Are you mine?"

Si Ling hesitated for three seconds, then nodded firmly: "Yes, I am your man."

Jiang Chu laughed: "My people are good, come on, lower your head."

Drunkard Jiang Chu waved at Si Ling.

Si Ling did as he was told, bent down and leaned his head forward.

Jiang Chu held her cheeks with both hands.

Warm palms, cold face.

Rubbing back and forth.

Si Ling froze in place.

Jiang Chu laughed wantonly: "Your face is actually real, how come you look so evil?"

Si Ling clenched his fists, his breathing became a little difficult, and he took a step back, trying to break free from the grip of Jiang Chu's hands.

"Your Highness, please respect yourself." Si Ling's cold voice carried in the wind.

Jiang Chu chuckled and took a step forward, as if he had encountered something very interesting.

She grabbed his arm and smiled in a somewhat nasty way.

"This king has no self-respect, what can you do?"