Zhao Tian became angry with embarrassment: "Humph, the things you are wearing also belong to the Zhao family, don't take any of them away!"
How embarrassing would it be for mother and daughter to go out naked?
"The clothes Churan and I are wearing were all made by myself, stitch by stitch. The money for the sewing was also earned by me as a prostitute, and it didn't cost your Zhao family a penny!" Xia Jie said coldly.
She glanced at Zhao Tian for the last time: "After today, our relationship is no longer husband and wife!"
After saying that, he stood next to Xia Qingchen.
Xia Qingchen led the two of them and left the Zhao Mansion calmly, leaving Zhao Tian in a daze.
After a while, he came back to his senses and said to himself: "I don't believe how long you can stay out. Three days at most, you mother and daughter will come back to beg me!"
Leave Zhao Mansion.
Xia Jie and Zhao Churan both felt a sense of relief.
For many years, they have been in the Zhao Mansion, but they feel like they are trapped in a cage.
However, looking at the bustling crowd, Xia Jie was inevitably worried.
The Zhao family has left, but where will their mother and daughter go?
How do they get along when they are penniless?
"A friend gave me a house as a gift, and we will live there temporarily."
Another courtyard?
In the imperial capital, where land is at a premium, houses are very expensive.
What’s more, it’s a separate courtyard?
It should be a civilian thatched courtyard in a remote area of the countryside.
Xia Jie thought so.
However, Xia Qingchen did not go to the suburbs, but came to the most central and busiest street in the imperial capital.
On this street are all the residences of the core figures of the empire.
For example, prince, prime minister, national advisor, etc.
"Qingchen, why did you bring us here?" Xia Jie felt a little unsure.
There are all big people coming in and out of this street, and she usually doesn't dare to come here.
Xia Qingchen said nothing and stopped in front of a huge villa covering an area of five miles.
In terms of scale, this villa can be ranked among the top ten in the imperial capital.
Even more majestic and powerful than the mansions of many princes and princesses!
Standing in front of the courtyard, you can't see the end to the left or right.
The huge black iron gate at the entrance is wider than the entire Zhao Mansion.
At the entrance of the mansion, stood a row of extremely powerful guards with swords.
Each one is polished and restrained, with a strong figure.
This villa looks like the top wealthy family in the principality!
"Qingchen, let's go quickly. This is Luliu Courtyard, the residence of Prime Minister Wang." Xia Jie hurriedly grabbed Xia Qingchen who was about to walk inside, her heart skipping a beat with fear.
Prime Minister Wang is a real figure in the principality.
His status is higher than that of many princes and princesses.
How dare Xia Qingchen break into Prime Minister Wang's mansion?
If he is caught as a gangster, no one can save him.
Xia Qingchen looked back, patted the back of her hand gently, and said with a faint smile: "Don't say that we are just staying here temporarily for a few days. We just want to come over from another hospital. In fact, it's just a matter of words."
After saying that, he let go of Xia Jie's hand and walked up the steps.
Xia Jie's heart jumped into her throat, and it was too late to stop her.
Her face was full of panic, as if she had seen Xia Qingchen being captured on the spot.
However, what made Xia Jie petrified was...
When Xia Qingchen arrived at the door of the mansion, eighteen guards with swords knelt down on one knee.
"Welcome Mr. Xia, Madam and Madam back home!"
The sound was loud and resounding, attracting the side glances of passers-by on the street, and they all cast their eyes in awe.
Xia Jie was petrified there, wondering if she was dreaming.
Master Xia, does he mean Xia Qingchen?
Isn't this really a dream?
"Mom, cousin Qingchen is very powerful." Only Zhao Churan knew that with Xia Qingchen's status, it would not be a problem to live in the other courtyard in front of him.
However, her face couldn't help but turn red.
The old lady the guards called her was naturally Xia Jie.
Mr. Xia is Xia Qingchen, and Madam... should refer to her.
The guards thought that Zhao Churan was Xia Qingchen's wife!
Blushing, she helped Xia Jie inside.
Xia Jie swallowed hard and walked in slowly and fearfully. Her feet felt like she was stepping on cotton, and her steps were fluttery.
It's completely like a dream, not real at all.
Enter the wide entrance of the house.
There are two rows of servants on the left and right, from the entrance of the mansion to the end, with as many as thousands of people!
"Welcome Mr. Xia, Madam and Old Madam back home!" Two rows of servants knelt down on one knee and saluted.
This scene is like a royal palace!
Xia Jie was so shocked that she lost her thoughts and had forgotten how she was helped into the depths of the mansion.
"Daughter, pinch me to see if I'm still dreaming." Sitting in the magnificent and luxurious bedroom, Xia Jie said blankly.
Poof
Zhao Churan covered his mouth and chuckled: "Mom! You didn't dream! Cousin Qingchen is actually a big shot."
So, she told what happened at the dock.
"That day, the reason why my father was busy patrolling was because cousin Qingchen came to the imperial capital. Prince Yunshu and Princess Tianyin both sent people to greet him." Zhao Churan said with a smile.
She recalled in her heart the contempt her father and brother had for Xia Qingchen, and found it extremely ridiculous.
They were bent on flattering others, but little did they know that there was a giant Buddha squatting in their home.
What's even more ridiculous is that they finally drove away the giant Buddha.
Understanding all this, Xia Jie was so excited that she burst into tears. She knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times: "The ancestors have spirits, and our Xia family has a real dragon!"
After settling them, Xia Qingchen went to the training room in the other courtyard.
The training room is half a mile long and half a mile wide, and has various mechanisms that can simulate different environments.
What's particularly special is that it can simulate the environment under a hurricane.
A strong wind environment is most suitable for practicing body skills.
Xia Qingchen's "Cloud Light and Heavenly Sound" has reached the second level of cultivation, and the last level is about to be completed.
"Light and shadow are as heavy as weight!" Xia Qingchen began to sharpen his body skills in the strong wind.
Early morning of the second day.
Xia Qingchen was sweating profusely: "If I had such a superior cultivation environment from the beginning, my body skills would have been perfected long ago."
Although I only practiced for one day, my body skills have improved significantly.
Unfortunately, I can no longer continue practicing for the time being.
Because today is the time to make an appointment with Prince Yunshu.
He left Green Willow Villa.
As soon as I walked out of the hospital, there was a luxurious cloud car waiting outside.
Several well-dressed guards treated you respectfully.
"Mr. Xia, please!"
Xia Qingchen tiptoed, jumped on the cloud carriage, and drove slowly towards the Imperial Guards camp.
The military camp is located in a prosperous area of the imperial capital.
Today, Prince Yunshu will visit the military camp in person to observe the training of the Imperial Guard.
Therefore, all three streets near the military camp were under martial law.
Lines of patrolling guards in official uniforms were walking through the nearby streets to prevent gangsters from causing trouble and harming Prince Yunshu.
"Patrol Envoy Zhao Tian, come here!" A patrol deputy general riding a tall horse shouted from a distance.
Zhao Tianben is not responsible for this area.
However, due to the serious lack of manpower for this martial law mission, Zhao Tian and all his 100 patrol guards were mobilized.
When Zhao Tian heard this, he immediately put down what he was doing and ran over.
"Vice General Chen, what are your orders?" Zhao Tian saluted respectfully.