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Chapter 246 - 149 Miaomiao Cried Again

Chapter 246: Chapter 149 Miaomiao Cried Again

Jiang Shouzhong returned to his room, and Mengniang appeared like a ghost from nowhere.

She moved straight to the window, gently pushed it open, revealing a thin crack, and her long, sultry eyes fixedly stared at the gloomy sky outside, as if in deep thought.

"What’s wrong?"

Jiang Shouzhong asked curiously.

Mengniang’s brows were tightly furrowed as she said indifferently, "Something’s not right, there’s the aura of a formation."

"A formation?" Jiang Shouzhong exclaimed in shock.

Mengniang pondered for a moment, weighing in her heart, then whispered, "I’ll go check the situation. If things are tricky, we’ll leave this place ahead of time."

With those words, her figure faded like light smoke within the room, leaving only the slightly swaying door and the increasingly bleak sky outside, hinting at the brewing storm.

A shadow unconsciously formed over Jiang Shouzhong’s heart.

A formation?

Could it indeed be to capture the demon hiding within the inn?

...

Although Yelü Miaomiao had gone to the outhouse in time, she still left a slight trace behind.

This infuriated her.

She believed it was Jiang Shouzhong deliberately sabotaging her, making her embarrass herself once again.

What angered her more was that although Jiang Shouzhong had Er Liang prepare fitting clothes for her for this trip, including undergarments, only one set had been provided.

And since she was somewhat of a clean freak, typically changing and washing every night, the undergarments she washed last night were still not dry.

Thus, she had no undergarments to wear now.

Walking around her room, the chilling sensation under her skirt made her extremely uncomfortable.

She originally planned to endure the discomfort and make do in her room the whole day, but ultimately she couldn’t bear it any longer. Fuming, she found Jiang Shouzhong but found it hard to utter her request, her face stiff as she asked, "Could you trouble Er Liang to buy me some clothes?"

Jiang Shouzhong replied displeased, "Why is it that every day it’s only you with most issues? Why are you still acting like a princess at this time? Should I buy you a new set every day? And hire a few more servants to wait on you?"

"I’m not acting like a princess!"

Yelü Miaomiao’s cheeks became red with extreme mortification, "The main thing is... I have nothing to wear now! You only prepared one set of clothes for me, and now everything is washed. What do you expect me to wear?"

Everything’s washed?

Jiang Shouzhong looked at the young girl’s dress, expressionless, "Am I blind? I don’t see you naked."

"Jiang Mo!!"

Yelü Miaomiao clenched her fists tightly, glaring furiously at him like a fierce little tigress.

Only then did Jiang Shouzhong realize which part of the clothing the young girl was referring to, recalling the incident just now in the outhouse, his expression turned peculiar as he said, "You couldn’t have... wet yourself, could you?"

These words instantly ignited a powder keg.

Seeing the girl’s eyes turn red, as if ready to fight, Jiang Shouzhong quickly said, "It’s not safe out there right now. I can’t let Er Liang go, so I’ll go buy them for you, I’ll buy you a few more, how about that?"

"How could that be possible!"

Yelü Miaomiao firmly rejected with a hint of mortified rage on her cheeks, her voice strong and clearly opposing, "You’re a man, how could you... how could you buy me such private clothing."

But Jiang Shouzhong was not leaving room for discussion, "I’ll be quick."

With that, he strode out of the room.

However, just as he reached the staircase, he heard the urgent footsteps of Yelü Miaomiao from behind. The young girl ran up, catching her breath, "I... I want to go too!"

There was an unmistakable firmness in Yelü Miaomiao’s tone.

Jiang Shouzhong frowned, intending to order her back to her room, but then heard Yelü Miaomiao say, "You don’t know the size, how could you buy it. The last time Er Liang bought it, it didn’t fit well. In any case, even if you buy it, I wouldn’t wear it. I need to pick it out myself."

Jiang Shouzhong thought it made sense and didn’t chase her away anymore, saying, "Stay close to me, don’t wander off."

"Can I even run?"

Yelü Miaomiao muttered under her breath.

The two left the inn, and the already gloomy little town was struck by gusts of cold wind. Beneath her skirt, Yelü Miaomiao felt even colder, as if the chilly breeze were funneling into a gorge, making her shiver uncontrollably.

The young girl bit her teeth in annoyance and regretted rushing out.

Having run out to the street without undergarments, being the revered Princess Yanrong of the grasslands, if others found out, it would not only turn into a laughing stock, but she’d also lose her face in public.

All because of Jiang Mo!

Her resentment towards the man grew a little more.

But right now, there seemed no point in going back to the inn. Yelü Miaomiao could only hold down her skirt tightly, taking small, careful steps behind Jiang Shouzhong, afraid that a gust of wind might turn her into the center of attention.

Upon reaching a nearby ready-made clothing store, Yelü Miaomiao refused to allow Jiang Shouzhong to enter, telling him to wait outside while she ran inside to speak with the shopkeeper after taking some money.

Jiang Shouzhong, as instructed, stood at the shop entrance, his eyes occasionally scanning the patrolling soldiers on the street.

Logically, the death of a princess of a nation would definitely trigger a significant shock, and Jiang Shouzhong anticipated house-to-house searches; however, the situation seemed rather calm, which clearly indicated that the officials had only sealed the news.

It also indicated that matters the capital intended to handle were more important than investigating the cause of the princess’s death.

"Eh? Isn’t that Master Jiang?"

After a while, a surprised voice suddenly rang out.

Jiang Shouzhong turned his head and saw a handsome, tall young man standing some distance away, his face alight with joy as if he had encountered a long-lost friend.

In broad daylight, the man was still holding a lantern.

The lantern was marked with the character "Luck."

Jiang Shouzhong looked at the man feeling somewhat familiar, but couldn’t immediately recall.

"Capital, Xichu Pavilion."

The young man gently reminded, "I was standing in the crowd back then, even helped you shout."

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