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Chapter 172: Teahouse Encounter

Your Majesty, that carriage belongs to Prime Minister Lu, and the lady sitting inside is the eldest daughter of the Lu family. The horse seemed to have been stimulated by something and suddenly lost control, which led to such a thrilling scene! Fortunately, no one was hurt. "

Feng Wuhen still looked indifferent when he heard this. He just nodded slightly and replied softly, "It's okay as long as our carriage is fine. Well, let's continue on and return to the palace."

His voice was as calm as autumn water, as if this accident had not caused any ripples in his heart.

Just as the carriage started, a woman suddenly ran over like a delicate flower reflected in the water and stopped their carriage.

"Your Highness the Evil King, are you in the carriage?" The woman's voice was gentle and melodious, like a yellow oriole singing out of a valley, and there was a hint of coquettishness in her soft tone.

Hearing this, the handsome face in the carriage frowned slightly.

"Who is it?" His voice was low and magnetic, yet it revealed a sense of indifference.

"I am Lu Jialing, the legitimate daughter of Prime Minister Lu." The woman's voice was a little shy, as if she was a little nervous.

"What's the matter?" The man's tone was still cold, and he didn't seem to be moved at all by the other party's identity.

"I have come here specially to apologize to Your Highness for what happened at the poetry meeting just now." Lu Jialing's voice became smaller and smaller, and she lowered her head, with a blush on her face.

"I came here to apologize for the incident in which my carriage lost control and hit the prince's carriage. I hope the prince will be magnanimous and not hold it against me."

Her voice was full of sincerity and apology, which made people feel pity for her.

However, the man in the carriage never responded. There was silence in the carriage, with only the slight breathing sound, which seemed to express his impatience.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Yimo immediately got out of his arms and sat directly opposite him.

She tilted her head slightly, opened her big dark eyes like black grapes, and stared at him intently, with curiosity flashing in her eyes and a faint smile on the corners of her mouth.

Based on her intuition, she concluded that the eldest daughter of the Lu family must be Feng Wuhen's destined lover.

Feng Wuhen keenly felt Jiang Yimo's strange look. Inexplicably, he felt a little irritated. However, he immediately regained his composure and said in a low and cold voice: "Let's go!"

His tone was firm and decisive, as if there was no room for negotiation, and he didn't want to pay any attention to the eldest lady of the Lu family outside the carriage.

To him, it seemed that the shouting outside the carriage was just an insignificant breeze that could not touch his heart at all.

"Hey, Your Highness, Your Highness, please wait for me. I have something to tell you..." Lu Jialing's voice was filled with urgency and pleading. While chasing the carriage, she reached out to try to grab the edge of the carriage.

However, the carriage drove past her mercilessly without any sign of stopping.

Lu Jialing looked at the carriage going farther and farther away, feeling frustrated and disappointed. Her face was filled with resentment, and she stomped on the ground twice in anger, as if this could vent her inner anger and frustration.

Her eyes widened and tears began to well up in her eyes, but she tried hard not to let them fall.

She once again missed the opportunity to communicate with the Evil King, which made her feel extremely frustrated and heartbroken.

She stood there silently, watching the carriage disappear into the distance, with an indescribable sense of loss welling up in her heart.

She couldn't help but recall the scene of her first meeting with the Evil King many years ago. It was because of that time that she was mesmerized by the Evil King's handsome face. It was a pity that the Evil King didn't let her get close to him.

She could only watch him from a distance, but this brief but beautiful encounter had now become an unreachable memory in her heart.

At this time, Lu Jialing's personal maid hurried over. She lowered her head and whispered in Lu Jialing's ear, "Miss, I have asked the coachman to go back to the mansion and drive another carriage here. Why don't you go to a nearby teahouse to rest for a while." There was a hint of concern in the maid's tone.

After hearing what the maid said, Lu Jialing frowned slightly and felt a little hesitant.

She knew she was a little tired at the moment, but she was worried that it would take too much time. She glanced at the people around her, then looked into the distance, as if thinking about something. After a few seconds, she finally nodded and replied softly, "Okay."

Afterwards, the master and servant slowly walked into a nearby teahouse.

The teahouse is filled with a faint scent of tea and the environment is quiet and peaceful.

Lu Jialing chose a seat by the window and sat down, while the maid stood quietly beside her. Lu Jialing stared out the window, with a myriad of thoughts in her mind.

She thought of her recent experiences and couldn't help feeling helpless.

The maidservant silently observed her expression and prayed in her heart that everything would be fine.

Lu Jialing ordered a pot of green tea and two desserts, but she just stared out the window in a daze.

Coincidentally, at this time, Jiang Yaqi was sitting in a teahouse listening to stories with two young ladies from official families whom she had just met.

As soon as Lu Jialing stepped onto the second floor of the teahouse, Jiang Yaqi recognized her identity at a glance. Lu Jialing was the daughter of Prime Minister Lu's family, and was deeply loved and valued by Prime Minister Lu.

Jiang Yaqi had seen her twice with His Royal Highness Prince Kang, and wanted to curry favor with her, but she had never communicated with her.

At this moment, Jiang Yaqi was eager to try, and she really wanted to go over and say hello to Lu Jialing.

But she was secretly worried that if she deliberately went over to say hello to her, Lu Jialing would look down on her, after all, there was some difference in their status.

So, Jiang Yaqi kept an eye on Lu Jialing's actions, looking for opportunities to talk to her. Even when people were telling stories on the stage, Jiang Yaqi had no intention of listening.

The beauty and temperament of Lu Jialing are also very special. She is a delicate and gentle beauty who looks pitiful. Although her appearance is not as stunning as that little bitch Jiang Yimo, Lu Jialing's appearance is the most beautiful in the entire imperial city.

She has clear eyes and a sweet smile, and she seems to be emitting a unique light.

Jiang Yaqi felt very inferior when looking at her beauty.

Jiang Yaqi hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to muster up the courage to walk towards Lu Jialing. Her steps were somewhat light, with anticipation and nervousness in her heart.

As she approached Lu Jialing, she said with a slightly trembling voice: "Hello, Miss Lu. What a coincidence, meeting you here."

Lu Jialing frowned slightly, raised her head, relaxed her forehead, and looked at Jiang Yaqi, "Who are you?"

Jiang Yaqi, "My name is Jiang Yaqi, and my father is the Zhongshu doctor Jiang Qinian."

After hearing this, Lu Jialing frowned again, as if thinking about Jiang Qinian.