Chapter 40 This Heir Thinks She’s a Lucky Star

Chapter 40: I Think She's a Lucky Star

Xie Liuzheng's gaze fell on Ji Yuntang amidst the crowd, a slight smile curving at the corners of his mouth.

"I think that since Prince Ye has married such a formidable princess, you should be happy for him. After all, the weak just take hits, but the strong fight back. She's different from the previous princesses, isn't she?"

Ji Yuntang felt someone staring at her.

Looking up, she met the face of a young man with a charming, unruly expression. He was sitting up in the teahouse, looking cocky and wild, but still carried himself like royalty.

Since she spotted him so quick, Xie Liuzheng got even more curious about her. He grinned lazily and waved at Ji Yuntang below.

Ji Yuntang was confused. She didn't know him, so why's he waving at me?

When she blew him off and walked away, Xie Liuzheng wasn't offended. A smirk tugged at his thin lips.

"Looks like coming back wasn't a waste. The capital's gonna be fun from now on!"

Chen Hu trailed behind Ji Yuntang, still in a daze. He couldn't believe they'd gotten back the 100,000 taels from the Marquis Yongning's mansion without spilling a single drop of blood.

The way Ji Yuntang stood her ground just now was so impressive that Chen Hu was totally in awe.

He asked, "Princess, where to next?"

Ji Yuntang's red lips curled into a lazy smile. "To pick up the silver from where you placed the bet, of course!"

Chen Hu smacked his forehead. Right, how could he forget something that important?

The princess had told him to bet 1,200 taels on her losing. Who knows how many times that had multiplied by now?

When Ji Yuntang and Chen Hu got to the betting stall, a crowd was already there waiting to cash out.

Not surprisingly, most people had bet on Ji Yuntang winning, because nobody thought a big family like the Marquis Yongning's would go back on their word and refuse to pay up.

When they saw Ji Yuntang had bet everything on herself losing, their faces went all kinds of colors.

The 1,200 taels had multiplied ten times, netting Ji Yuntang 12,000 taels in one shot.

Just as she was about to leave, a skinny, dark-skinned guy in brocade robes stepped up and said:

"Who bets on themselves losing? I think this might be a setup by Princess Ye and the Marquis Yongning's mansion, right?"

"She and the Marquis Yongning's mansion are family, after all—blood's thicker than water. That 100,000-tael IOU might just be for show. Who knows if they'll even pay it back? Their real goal is probably to scam us out of our money at the betting stall and split it."

Ji Yuntang gave him a half-smile. "When you placed the bet, you wanted to make bank. Now that you lost, you're barking like a dog. Can't handle losing, huh?"

"It's my right to bet on myself losing. I don't owe anyone an explanation, do I?"

"Well said!" A smooth, nice voice rang out. The crowd turned to see Xie Liuzheng and Luo Sinian standing behind them, like they'd popped out of nowhere.

Ji Yuntang frowned. What were these two doing here?

Everyone there knelt down. "We pay respects to Prince Chen and Heir Xie."

Luo Sinian said flatly, "Get up."

Without even glancing at Ji Yuntang, he looked away.

Xie Liuzheng raised an eyebrow, his voice casual. "No need for formalities. The heir and Prince Chen are here to collect silver too."

The crowd exchanged looks. Even big shots like them got in on such petty bets?

They wondered what Prince Chen and Heir Xie had bet.

Xie Liuzheng looked at the thick wad of cash in Ji Yuntang's hand, his smile getting wider.

"Princess Ye, I also bet on you losing. Looks like thanks to you, I'll be making a nice profit today."

Ji Yuntang stayed cool. "Oh, suit yourself."

Seeing she didn't react, Xie Liuzheng pushed further. "Aren't you curious what Prince Chen bet?"

"No, I'm not. I've got no patience for people with bad judgment."

Luo Sinian's face went dark. This woman dared to call him stupid in front of so many people?

If it weren't for his third brother, he'd have kicked Ji Yuntang out of Prince Ye's mansion ages ago, instead of letting her boss everyone around.

Ji Yuntang ignored Luo Sinian's death glare. She calmly stuffed the cash into her shirt and picked up the dog leash.

"Well, I need to go back and cook for our prince. I won't keep you. Heir Xie, farewell."

Xie Liuzheng didn't stop her. He collected his 50,000 taels from the betting stall and smiled at Luo Sinian.

"Prince Chen, I told you that your third sister-in-law is a lucky star. You didn't believe me. Look, she's already made me a fortune."

"So, I'll gladly take all this silver."

Luo Sinian's face was ashen. He snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Ji Yuntang, a lucky star? Bah!

He had bet 3,000 taels on Ji Yuntang winning in a wager with Xie Liuzheng, and now he had lost everything.

On the other hand, Xie Liuzheng, for some inexplicable reason, had bet 5,000 taels on Ji Yuntang losing and was now rolling in profits.

As the heir of the Duke Rong's mansion, Xie Liuzheng was usually a carefree playboy who never bothered with such trivial matters. Luo Sinian suddenly felt like he no longer understood his friend.

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Ji Yuntang went to the market to buy some ingredients, planning to make mushroom chicken soup, silver ear lotus seed porridge, and egg custard for Luo Junhe that afternoon.

Luo Junhe's health was improving, and his appetite was growing. Ji Yuntang made all the food soft and tender, perfect for a patient like him.

He swallowed the shredded chicken. "A Tang, I feel like I've gained weight in just a few days."

Ji Yuntang pinched his waist. "It's good to put on some meat. You're so tall but were starved so thin—it breaks my heart to see. I don't know how you got through all those years."

"But it's fine now. As long as I'm in Prince Ye's mansion, no one will dare bully us anymore."

Luo Junhe felt a warmth in his heart. He gazed affectionately in Ji Yuntang's direction, and for a moment, her blurred outline seemed to reflect in his eyes.

But soon, it vanished.

Luo Junhe felt a pang of disappointment. He longed to open his eyes and see his little princess consort, to etch her face into his memory.

So whether Ji Yuntang is by his side or not, she would always be a cherished thought in his heart.

Ji Yuntang suddenly leaned closer to him, her fingertip lightly tapping the bridge of his high nose, like a feather tickling his heart.

"A'He, what are you thinking about, so lost in thought?"

Luo Junhe caught her unique fragrance near his nose, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"I was thinking, if I gain weight, would you dislike me?"

"What's there to dislike? If you get fat, I'll take you out for exercise every day, and we'll work on getting those eight-pack abs."

Luo Junhe: "..."

So, not only does his little princess consort want to consummate their marriage, but she's also got her eyes on his abs?

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