Prince, Not Tonight

"Oh," Tang San casually replied, "Very good. We've been getting married recently, but the bride has run away."

The innkeeper was so shocked that his mouth gaped open. "Prince is getting married?"

The bride ran away?

He had indeed stayed in this small place in Cantonese for too long, to the point where the matters of this world were making people more and more confused.

The news that the prince was going to get married was like the news of a man biting a dog. The bride had dared to run away from the prince's marriage! It was — the dog was bitten and then molested by the rat.

"It's still too late for you to send a copy of the congratulatory message." After a pause, Tang San added with a smile, "He Wenjia."

This time, Nan Si Yue would probably be angry to the point that he would be jumping up and down.

In fact, the Tang Palace had never had any enmity with the Southern King Manor. Although Tang San had conveniently obtained a jade pendant that served as a talisman from the Southern King Manor, it was not as dark as the Southern Prince's estate — but just now, Tang San had thought of the marriage between the two of them and immediately felt that they were somewhat on good terms.

Incidentally, it would be harmless to provoke him.

The shopkeeper was still in a daze. Tang San had already picked up the banknotes, and after thinking for a moment, he bent down to remove the banknotes from the storekeeper's waist. "The banknotes are not easy to cash," he said matter-of-factly.

He flicked his shirt and left.

The shopkeeper couldn't stop them: after all, there were no more than five people in the world who could take this piece of jade.

It should be one of the prince's trusted aides... He thought: Since he said he wanted the prince to send him a letter of comfort, should he do as he said?

With the rest of the time, he began to seriously ponder the wording.

Tang San's pace was fast and the city district of Cantonese was not that big. Moreover, Yun Fei's line was really eye-catching. He caught up to the large group in just a few moments and patted Yun Fei's shoulder.

"Where did you run off to? Why are you suddenly gone?" Yun Xu turned his head and saw it was him. He was overjoyed, but his tone sounded like he was complaining, "Let me tell you, even though this is my territory, if you lose it, I'm not responsible either."

"Who's the host like you?" Tang San affectionately touched the top of her head and dotingly said, "I definitely won't lose you."

Yun Fei curled his lips, turned his head, and dodged the Demon Claw's claw.

While they were talking, the children had already ran to the bustling area in front of them. The older children were consciously taking care of the younger ones, so there was no need to worry.

He stretched out his hand to grab Yun Fei's arm, then quickly took out his money pouch and threw it towards the small tree that was nearby, "Nuo, go and get a new set of clothes for each of them. I'll borrow your young mistress Yun Li for a while."

With that, he did not care about how the small tree looked like. He used all his strength and pulled the stumbling, screaming Yun Yang into the crowd.

Cloudmist was dragged backwards by Tang San. Her four limbs clawed wildly in the air, and after a moment of passive resistance, she gave up.

They walked farther and farther away from the children, away from the busiest neighborhood, and followed a group of old ladies with baskets and bales of incense paper up the hill.