A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

Wen Meijiu was too proud at this moment. Young Master Wang was unwilling to pay attention to anyone, and she was Young Master Wang's spokesperson. The county magistrate was busy flattering her, so how could he dare to offend her? She would fulfill his every request.

Besides, he had to transport all the grain here out, and he would call many carriages soon. It would not be good if he was seen by the prince.

"Madam, you are right. I will take you upstairs now."

The county magistrate wanted to lead the way himself, but was rejected by Wen Meijiu.

"Your Excellency is busy with official duties, so we won't bother you any more.

There is no need to send anyone to guard the upstairs, as Prince Wang likes quietness."

"Okay, I'll notify the people above to come down right away."

The county magistrate accepted the offer of warm wine and turned around to send someone up to call for help.

Wen Meijiu, Prince Wang and their group of three were walking upstairs, and the officers and soldiers upstairs were already walking down towards them, their speed was so fast.

Seeing the two groups of people encountering each other, the officers and soldiers on the opposite side were very tactful and moved down along the handrail from a distance, leaving most of the space for them to move.

When they got upstairs, Zhi Zheng reached out to push the door of the first box, but Wen Meijiu quickly called him from behind.

"Brother Zhizheng, this one."

Zhi Zheng glanced at the first room, then looked at Wen Meijiu standing at the door of the second room, and asked in confusion:

“Isn’t this first one pretty good?”

They had stayed in the first box before and were familiar with it, but all the things inside had been taken away by Wen Meijiu, so there was no way she would let Zhi Zheng go in.

"You little fool, Madam Wang is fickle, isn't it?"

Wen Meijiu pointed his finger at Zhi Zheng's head, laughed at him, reached out, pushed open the door of the second box, and went straight in.

Zhizheng didn't want to ask any more questions, so he scratched his head and walked inside, secretly looking at Prince Wang behind him.

In front of outsiders, people call her Mrs. Wang because it is necessary for acting, but now she actually calls herself Mrs. Wang. I wonder if her son can bear it.

Prince Wang knew that Zhi Zheng wanted to look at him, and was staring at him at this moment.

"Speak up."

Dissatisfied, he pushed Zhizheng aside and Prince Wang followed him into the box with an unhappy look on his face.

Stop arguing and feel wronged. What did he do wrong? If the master doesn't want to, she can protest herself. Why is she losing her temper with him? It's not him who asked Wen Meijiu to call him Madam Wang.

After a while, the waiter came up and discussed with him about the dishes he ordered.

After sending the waiter away, Zhi Zheng had just closed the door from the inside when he heard Prince Wang's cold questioning voice:

"Why do you call yourself Madam Wang?"

He was afraid that the two would fight, so he quickly closed the door and ran inside.

There was a large round table in the box. Wen Meijiu and Prince Wang stood on each side, staring at each other across the huge table, expressing their dissatisfaction with each other.

Seeing that she was set up, Wen Meijiu was very satisfied with herself for having come to this point. She felt that she had done nothing wrong.

Just now she called herself Madam Wang because she thought Zhi Zheng was so honest and adorable. She was just playing a big joke on him. How could Master Wang take it so seriously? He is so petty.

Wen Meijiu didn't want to quarrel. She had made a great contribution in this matter. Why did he act so bossy?

The county magistrate would fall for his tricks, but she wouldn't. She didn't expect to gain any benefit from him, so why should she have to look up to him for everything?

Unable to bear it any longer, Wen Meijiu raised his chin slightly and said lightly:

"Who is willing to call herself Madam Wang? From the beginning, I planned to let Zhi Zheng be my partner. Who told you to call me when I went upstairs?"

"Does it mean I'll be blamed if I call you?"

Prince Wang angrily threw the wide cloak behind him and sat down on the chair, giving Wen Meijiu a side profile.

Wen Meijiu almost vomited blood after hearing this. She was just joking, so why did he blame her? Isn't he too narcissistic?

When she went upstairs to change her clothes, she had already made up her mind to say that Zhi Zheng was her fiancé. After all, he called her with such concern behind her back. If she said that Zhi Zheng was her fiancé, others would have to believe it!

Wen Meijiu wanted to say something to ease his anger, but he found Zhi Zheng coming in. He was standing behind Prince Wang and waving at him.

Zhizheng's expression was also telling Wen Meijiu that she couldn't afford to offend Prince Wang and should not provoke him.

For the sake of stopping the quarrel, Wen Meijiu swallowed the wine, threw his sleeves in a very unhappy mood, and walked out around the table.

"Miss Wen, where are you going?"

The waiter said that it would take at least half an hour to prepare the food, so they had to wait.

The county magistrate's men were all outside, and he was worried that something might happen if Wen Meijiu went out alone.

Hearing the words to stop the dispute, Prince Wang turned around unconsciously, looked at Wen Meijiu's back, his lips moved slightly, but in the end he did not open his mouth.

"Don't follow me. I'm going out to get some fresh air and get rid of this bad habit of calling myself Madam Wang."

After saying that, Wen Meijiu didn't care what Zhi Zheng said behind him. He went straight to open the door of the box and went out.

The door slammed shut from the outside, and Prince Wang's heart tightened.

Zhizhan turned around and advised Prince Wang:

"Sir, during this special period, Miss Wen has no other ideas."

"If she wants to have any ideas, she has to agree with me!"

Young Master Wang slapped the table, feeling depressed.

“Sir, you really misunderstood her, she really doesn’t have any ideas.

We didn’t know her before, but through meeting her today, I found that she is a very special, smart and brave girl.”

This is Zhi Zheng's true feelings. Zhi Zheng feels that he used to look at things too superficially, and that Wen Meijiu in the past was obviously being simple-minded.

People who keep to simple ways are people of great wisdom, and they often keep their wisdom secret.

Prince Wang looked at Zhi Zheng in front of him with an incredible expression, thinking that he had heard it wrongly.

"How many days have you known her?"

Prince Wang really couldn't understand how it had only been so long and yet, his two loyal followers had been bribed by Wen Meijiu.

"No, not even a few days."

Suddenly I stopped arguing and realized that Prince Wang was angry.

“Sir, I know you previously suspected Miss Wen was a spy over there.

I thought you made sense before, but now I don't think she does.

You suspected she was a spy because she seemed to know some martial arts.

As you can see, she was just nimble with her hands and feet, thanks to the dagger in her hand. Facing several servants under Mr. Wang, she didn't even have the strength to fight back and was forced back into a corner.

At that time, weren't you also sure that she had never learned any martial arts? Then what else was there to doubt?"

"When did I say that?"

Zhizheng is obviously defending Wen Meijiu. Is this still the Zhizheng who has always been loyal to him?

Zhi Zheng looked at the master sitting in front of him in disbelief. He was frightened by his anger for a moment and dared not say anything more.

Has my young master really forgotten?

His original words at the time were, "If Miss Wen learns some martial arts, coupled with her courage, it will be no problem for her to deal with those guys."