Yu Xin's face darkened, and his whole face was pressed down like a thousand-layer rock. He glared at San De with hidden anger, "He didn't come back all night again?"
San De swallowed his saliva and answered carefully, "Yes, the young master stayed at Camellia Lane yesterday."
Immediately, Yu Xin's face floated up and down like waves, his breath was disordered, and his exhaled breath was like a strong wind on the sea.
"Unworthy! He even dared to go to the brothel! Go and capture him now!"
San De didn't dare to delay, so he turned around and ran to do something.
But he was suddenly stopped by Yu Xin, who was holding his chest.
"Bring the wedding invitation."
San De didn't know why, but handed the wedding invitation out with both hands.
A smile appeared on Yu Xin's face again, and she ran directly to the kitchen. When she reached the door, she called out happily.
"Madam, the county prince is getting married! It's better to marry a wild girl!"
Crackling!
There was the sound of breaking porcelain in the kitchen.
Then a woman screamed.
"impossible!"
Just one morning, as Jiang Tang sent someone to post, the news that the prince was going to marry his concubine in three days spread throughout the city.
Jiangrao County woke up to the screams of the girls, and the girls in Jiangrao County were heartbroken.
There were more women in the hospital, ranging from eighty-year-old ladies to young girls with hair extensions. They lined up one by one, clutching their chests, tears streaming down their faces, and crying. It was so painful that it made people feel heartbroken.
Wen Ranran took Jiang Tang out to buy things for the wedding banquet. When she saw this, she paused and asked, "Why are there so many patients today?"
The person next to him shook his head, "Isn't it because the county prince wants to get married? All the women in the city are heartbroken."
Just as he was talking, the first lady led someone to beat the doctor out, cursing and saying: "You can't even cure a heartache, what a bullshit doctor!"
The doctor fell in front of Wen Ranran and Jiang Tang with a bruised nose and a swollen face, startling them both.
Before he could react, the doctor quickly got up and hid back in the store.
Wen Ranran recognized this person as Wang Wanwan, the eldest daughter of the Wang family, who was notoriously unreasonable.
Wang Wanwan walked directly to the fortune teller opposite who was hurriedly closing the stall, and ordered fiercely, "Help me calculate, when will the man named Wen Ranran die? Or, will the county prince's marriage go smoothly this time?"
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Her eyes were fierce and threatening, obviously she didn't want the marriage to go smoothly.
Wen Ranran was also curious, so she stood for a while.
I wonder when she will die next?
With a glance from the corner of his eye, he saw that all the girls waiting in line at the medical clinic were gathered around, waiting for the fortune teller's answer.
I go!
She really made people angry!
The fortune teller shrank, glanced at the stall, and said with an apologetic smile: "I'm a fake Taoist priest, I can't calculate it."
Before he finished speaking, the fortune teller ran away and abandoned his stall.
Wang Wanwan was furious, "Bold liar! Come on, arrest him!"
The group of people ran away noisily.
Wen Ranran smiled at Jiang Tang and said, "Tangtang, do you see me? Marrying the prince can also reduce the risk of cheating."
Jiang Tang endured it and said, "You are so embarrassed to ask for credit. I advise you to keep a low profile. I won't care about you when you are beaten later."
"Tangtang, I am your mistress." Wen Ranran blinked innocently.
If he doesn't mention this matter, he can endure it for a little longer!
Jiang Tang thought of the prince's instructions and suppressed his unhappiness and urge to embarrass himself, but his round face still turned red honestly.
"You have business to do when you go out on the street today, so hurry up!"