In the tea house where she had once t her father, a street-side window was wide open, with Yan Beichen sitting inside, staring unblinkingly at the carriage.
His gaze pierced through the gauze curtains, eting Yun Jiao’s eyes.
Yun Jiao stared at him for a mont, then suddenly raised her hand and gave him the middle finger.
If it weren’t for Yan Beichen, she could be living with her father and brother now, instead of residing at the Duke Mansion.
Even though she’s now engaged and everyone treats her with utmost respect, she is, after all, living under soone else’s roof, lacking freedom.
And she wouldn’t need to be accompanied by so many guards every ti she goes out; even breathing fresh air has beco a luxury now.
The only consolation is that Yan Beichen has lost his hidden forces, while she has a large number of guards, making it difficult for Yan Beichen to act against her for now.
Indeed, with the scale of guards around her, trying to abduct her successfully would require twice the manpower, which would then turn into a large-scale street clash.
The Emperor would not allow such incidents to occur in the Capital City; that would be a slap in his face, and if it happened, the Emperor would definitely pursue accountability.
Also, every two hundred steps in the Capital City, there’s a Military Patrol Station with four to five soldiers, similar to modern police stations.
And there’s the patrol from the Beijing Inspection Bureau that keeps watch on the streets; the inspectors in the Capital City are not like the officials in Xiang City; if a brawl breaks out, the Bureau mbers will reach the scene in the quickest manner, and if necessary, call for reinforcents swiftly.
So, as long as she isn’t silently abducted at night, there’s no need to be too afraid during the day.
She can defiantly express her disdain and anger.
After making the gesture, Yun Jiao turned her head away, no longer looking in that direction.
At that mont, inside the tea house, upon seeing Yun Jiao’s gesture through the hazy curtains, Yan Beichen was first taken aback, then he surprisingly laughed.
He didn’t know what the gesture ant, but, with his intelligence, he guessed it must carry so kind of insulting implication.
Hmm, it’s like she’s swearing at him.
Yan Beichen excitedly licked his lips; such provocation not only didn’t anger him, but it further aroused his interest in Yun Jiao.
He even imagined what it would be like for her to curse from that slightly pouty mouth of hers?
What kind of expression would she have? Surely very stimulating.
The carriage moved far away, now completely out of sight. Yan Beichen mounted his horse and headed for the Ministry of Personnel.
After the New Year, besides being a Grand Scholar at Xuanhe Hall, he also took on the role of Vice Minister at the Ministry of Personnel; the Emperor valued him more and more.
Seated in the carriage, Yan Beichen suddenly rembered that today was the wedding day of the concubine-born son at the Duke of England Mansion; he could go have a drink at the wedding banquet tonight.
Originally, he wouldn’t have given face to such a wedding, but now, Yan Beichen thought it might be fun to show up, even if he didn’t encounter Yun Jiao, teasing the Young Master could also be amusing.
The wedding banquet at the Duke Mansion started in the evening.
Inside and outside the mansion, horse carriages were parked everywhere.
Though there were nurous guests, if not for Jiang Youzhi’s sudden return, there would have been at least twice as many attendees at this wedding banquet.
Yan Beichen got off his carriage and glanced around before leisurely following the servant into the main hall.
The officials who ca to attend the wedding banquet greeted Yan Beichen one after another upon seeing him.
Yan Beichen occasionally nodded but mostly paid them little attention.
The servant guided Yan Beichen to sit down; he arrived late, and soon after he entered, the banquet comnced.
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