GTB Chapter 84

Chapter 84: Miss Jiang, Have You Forgotten Me?

Chapter 84: Miss Jiang, Have You Forgotten Me?

Seeing the light of insatiable curiosity in Ji Shutíng’s eyes, which seemed to carry some unspeakable glimmer, Jiang Jiuchu frowned and scolded playfully,

“So curious? Why don’t you get married earlier and experience what it’s like to be pampered? Then you’ll know.”

“You’re still shy with me! Forget it, never mind if you don’t want to talk about it.”

Seeing that Jiang Jiuchu was annoyed, Ji Shutíng changed the subject to verify from the side, “Then how do you feel about the Seventh Prince? Has it changed? Have you been moved?”

She was very curious to know if His Highness the Seventh Prince could win over her good sister. Could Jiuchu resist the Seventh Prince’s temptation?

“We have no emotional foundation, and it’s only been seven or eight days since we went from strangers to married. What changes could there be?”

Jiang Jiuchu didn’t want to say more, “Stop asking me. Why don’t you think about which restaurant we should go to for dinner later?”

Upon hearing this, Ji Shutíng had no choice but to drop the matter. “Didn’t you say we’re going to the most expensive restaurant? That’s naturally Xianpin Pavilion!”

“But have you brought enough silver? Don’t blame me for not reminding you! A meal at Xianpin Pavilion starts at a hundred taels, and if you order a small pot of Qiongxiang Dew, hehe! It’ll be at least three hundred taels!”

Hearing this, Jiang Jiuchu suddenly regretted speaking so quickly. She hadn’t expected a meal to be so ridiculously expensive. She had never eaten at such an expensive restaurant in her life, but she couldn’t take back what she had said.

“You really aren’t polite!”

“Of course not. You’re the dignified Seventh Royal Princess now. Who else would I fleece if not you?”

“Alright, fleece me as you wish.” Jiang Jiuchu had no way to express her suffering. After all, she was a princess in name only.

That man was very clear about boundaries and wouldn’t take the initiative to give her, an irrelevant person, money to spend! She only had the right to look at his assets in the account books.

The carriage gradually drove into the bustling street and soon arrived at the entrance of Xianpin Pavilion. Ji Shutíng lifted the curtain and said,

“Let’s finish eating early, then go boating. When we’re tired, let’s go to the pastry shop. How’s that?”

“Alright.” Jiang Jiuchu was very happy with the full schedule and immediately jumped out of the carriage with Ji Shutíng.

At this time, Xianpin Pavilion had few customers because it was still early.

Following Jiang Jiuchu’s instructions, Green Willow successfully booked the last remaining private room, and the group prepared to go upstairs.

However, just as Jiang Jiuchu turned around to go upstairs, a handsome, refined, and elegant young man brushed past her. After inadvertently turning his head and looking back, he was completely stunned.

Ji Shutíng, who was watching from the side, was dumbfounded. Did this young man have to be so exaggerated? Their Jiuchu was beautiful, but not to the point that he couldn’t even walk!

With just one glance, Shí Xiu stopped in his tracks, his eyes fixed. The foot that had stepped onto the stairs slowly retracted.

Jiang Jiuchu was also a little confused and didn’t like such direct stares. She glanced at him and then lifted her foot to walk towards the stairs.

“Miss Jiang.” Seeing that she didn’t recognize him, Shí Xiu quickly called out.

After calling out, he saw her look back at him in confusion. Although he was a little disappointed, he was more surprised and delighted.

He didn’t expect to meet her just three days after arriving in Kyoto.

“Miss Jiang, have you forgotten me? A year ago, at the Lingshan Temple outside Guzhu City, your family took shelter from the rain at Lingshan Temple.”

“Brother Xiu?”

Jiang Jiuchu stared at Shí Xiu’s face. The more she looked, the more he resembled him. However, he was now dressed in gorgeous brocade clothes, which was very different from the simple blue-clothed young man at the time, which almost made her not recognize him.

“Yes, it’s me.” Seeing that she remembered him, Shí Xiu’s handsome face was filled with smiles.

Since that farewell, he had never forgotten the girl who had taken shelter from the rain at his Lingshan Temple for two days. When he learned that he could return to Kyoto, the joy of seeing her overshadowed everything else.

Jiang Jiuchu moved aside from the stairway and asked Shí Xiu, “Brother Xiu, why are you here? Are you in Kyoto for something? Did your master come too?”

Seeing her ask this, Shí Xiu didn’t know what to say, so he had to report his name again, “My name is Shí Xiu, and my master didn’t come to Kyoto.”

“Shí Xiu? Surname Shí?” Jiang Jiuchu was stunned. Ji Shutíng, who was on the side, was also stunned. Was he a prince or a prince? Why had they never heard of or seen this person?

At the entrance of Xianpin Pavilion, Shí Yan and Shí Yuanchen had just stepped into the threshold of Xianpin Pavilion when they saw Jiang Jiuchu by the stairs, and happened to hear Shí Xiu announce his name.

“Seventh Brother, is he our Fifth Brother? Is he very familiar with Seventh Sister-in-law?”

“He is your Fifth Brother.” Shí Yan said as he lifted his foot and walked forward.

“So you are…” Jiang Jiuchu wasn’t sure if he was a prince or a prince.

“I am the fifth son of the current emperor. There were other reasons for not revealing my identity at the time. Please don’t blame me, Miss Jiang.” As Shí Xiu spoke, he cupped his hands to Jiang Jiuchu to express his apology.

Jiang Jiuchu was shocked and quickly waved her hand, “How could I? How could I? I was fortunate to have…”

Before she could finish her sentence, a dark figure flashed before her eyes, instantly blocking the line of sight between the two.

When Shí Yan passed between the two, he glanced at Jiang Jiuchu lightly and strode towards the stairs.

A gust of wind followed the folding fan in his hand, instantly causing Jiang Jiuchu’s hair to fly.

Jiang Jiuchu gasped, feeling a chill.

“Seventh Sister-in-law, what a coincidence! Are you here to eat too?” Shí Yuanchen stepped forward with a carefree expression and called out to Jiang Jiuchu, who was staring blankly at the stairs.

Jiang Jiuchu came back to her senses and quickly tidied her hair, which had been messed up by Shí Yan’s folding fan. “Yes, it’s quite a coincidence.”

Hearing the address “Seventh Sister-in-law,” Shí Xiu’s face turned pale. She… was married?

How could it be? She was still so young, at most just at her hair-pinning ceremony. How could she be married?

After greeting her, Shí Yuanchen pretended not to know Shí Xiu’s identity and walked upstairs.

However, he stopped when he reached the turn on the upper floor. Just now, Seventh Brother didn’t even say hello to Seventh Sister-in-law. He must be jealous.

Hehe! He had to help Seventh Brother eavesdrop and maybe he could exchange for a couple of calligraphy and paintings. He was out of money again!

“Fifth Highness, there’s no need to apologize. On the contrary, our family should thank you for taking us in. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have been safe and sound under the torrential rain, with no village in front and no shop behind.”

“Miss Jiang, you’re too kind. It’s the Taoist temple’s duty. Besides, Lord Jiang donated a sum of incense money to my master when he left. Miss Jiang doesn’t need to thank us again.”

As Shí Xiu spoke, he made a gesture of invitation, “Is Miss Jiang going upstairs to dine? Have you booked a private room?”

“Yes, I have.” Jiang Jiuchu nodded and went up the stairs.

Ji Shutíng, who was on the side, was about to follow when Shí Xiu took the lead and walked on Jiang Jiuchu’s side, walking up side by side.

“When did Miss Jiang get married? You look so young!”

Shí Xiu asked jokingly, “Which young man is so lucky to have won Miss Jiang’s heart so early?”

Jiang Jiuchu smiled awkwardly. It seemed a little early for her to get married, so she had to say, “It was a marriage decreed by the imperial edict. I couldn’t disobey.”

As she spoke, she quickened her pace, distanced herself from Shí Xiu, who was walking beside her, and quickly went up to the second floor. “I’ll go in first. Let’s chat next time when we have time.”

“Alright.” Shí Xiu nodded, watching Jiang Jiuchu enter the Tianzi No. 5 private room.

A marriage decreed by imperial edict? Given to whom? Who was the young man downstairs who called her Seventh Sister-in-law? Who was his Seventh Brother?