Li Xiaojiao was startled and said hurriedly: "Husband, I just haven't seen your husband for many days. I want to... miss you."
Chu Zichen pushed her to the other end of the carriage seat, then took out a handkerchief, wiping her hands while giving cold orders.
"Now that you have entered the gate of Prince Chen's Mansion, you must abide by the rules of Prince Chen's Mansion. When I need you, you will come. If I didn't ask you to come, you would just wait there. How dare you covet something that does not belong to you with ulterior motives?
Things, don’t blame me for being ruthless."
Li Xiaojiao was stunned for a moment, and the next second, tears came out.
She tried her best to let herself cry as hard as she could, pitifully: "Husband, I... I am your woman. If you want to be intimate with your husband, are you coveting something that does not belong to you? Isn't your husband the husband of me, Li Xiaojiao?
What?"
Chu Zichen sneered: "From now on, don't call me husband. I am King Chen and your master."
Li Xiaojiao: "..."
Although she felt sad, she thought about it again. The man opposite was a prince. If she could marry a prince, the grievance she suffered would be nothing.
After thinking about it, Li Xiaojiao nodded obediently, then huddled in the corner and peeked at Chu Zichen.
But he didn't dare to make any mistakes.
After returning, Li Xiaojiao was locked in a room.
Chu Zichen, on the other hand, went to Xiangying Yurongfang to help Ruan Xiangxiang with his work.
After keeping an eye on Ruan Xiangxiang, we finally decided on the day to set off.
On a crisp autumn afternoon, the group finally set off and rushed to the capital.
…
Half a month later, the group arrived outside the gate of the capital.
The journey was quite peaceful and we did not encounter any special troubles.
However, outside the capital, there was no bustling scene.
On the contrary, along the way, a few shivering refugees stood scattered in the distance, staring at their carriage with strange eyes.
"It seems that the famine in Southern Chu has indeed spread to the capital."
Ruan Xiangxiang couldn't help but sigh.
Chu Munan said: "The whole country is in famine, how can the capital be spared?"
Li Cui frowned slightly, with a worried look on his face: "I wonder how the people in the capital are doing."
Ruan Sanbao held Li Cui's arm and said, "Mom, will those refugees come to rob us?"
Ruan Xiangxiang reached out and touched Ruan Sanbao's head, comforting her softly: "Don't be afraid, Sanbao, they won't come to rob you. Even if they come, don't you have a sister?"
At this moment, the refugees who had been watching from afar suddenly turned and ran away.
Ruan Xiangxiang is a little strange.
At this time, the voice of Chu Zichen following Qinghe came from the front.
"Hurry up the carriage. The refugees are trying to shake people off. If you don't enter the city quickly, they will stop you."
As he spoke, he heard the sound of the blue crane raising his whip eagerly.
Ruan Xiangxiang and the driver on their side heard this and quickly followed, speeding up.
At the same time, Ruan Xiangxiang saw not far away, the refugee brought dozens of ragged people towards this direction.
Although they were thin and looked like they didn't have enough to eat all day long, they ran very fast. They held all kinds of sticks and weapons in their hands and chased Ruan Xiangxiang and his carriage.
While chasing, they were shouting and yelling.
Chu Zichen nervously stuck his head out of the car window and waved to Ruan Xiangxiang.
"Miss Ruan, hurry up and enter the city."
However, at this moment, Chu Zichen's carriage was forced to stop.