Regarding this speculation, even the waiter himself finds it hard to believe, but upon closer reflection, everything has traces to follow.
Although the Boss claims to be a hunter, his skills revealed once are hardly those of an ordinary hunter, and besides the tavern, the Boss owns many shops on this street.
Furthermore, he is tall and has never mentioned his parents, nor has he mentioned what he did before coming here.
But if he was once the Regent King who fought on the battlefield, then everything makes sense.
The Regent King won the battle, unwilling to stay at the court, voluntarily hiding his name to become a hunter.
And the Boss Lady is the Wan Dynasty’s Princess Jialan, who was originally set to marry the Boss.
It’s no wonder she is as beautiful as a fairy, surpassing any beautiful girl in her splendor.
The only point the waiter can’t quite understand is why the Boss mentioned rejecting some fiancée Princess earlier, and whether this Princess is the Boss Lady.
After a brainstorm, the waiter scratched his head, feeling that today’s thoughts have exceeded his brain capacity. Knowing such a big piece of news already amazes him, figuring out more would be knowing too much.
However, even though he knows the true identities of the Boss and the Boss Lady, upon entering the hall and seeing their faces, he couldn’t help but feel his legs go weak.
"B-Boss..." The waiter stammered over, placed a pot of tea on the table of Ji Xiaoyuan and the Third Prince.
The Third Prince, who was originally persuading earnestly, turned to see the waiter’s trembling legs and burst into laughter, "Hahaha, Brother Xiao, why is your waiter so funny, his legs went weak and he can’t move."
"It’s all the fault of a lowly person!!" Since the waiter guessed their identities, he didn’t even dare to look them in the eye because merely glancing over filled him with awe for the legendary Regent King and the Third Prince.
"No need to be nervous." Ji Xiaoyuan had no idea what was wrong with him, "If your legs hurt, go down first; we need to talk."
"Yes, Boss, call upon a lowly person at your command!!" The waiter fled in a panic, nearly kneeling because of his weak legs.
As the waiter sat behind the counter rubbing his legs, he saw Su Zhiruan walk in from outside.
Today she wore a simple white cotton dress, the hairpins on her head were extremely plain, with no jewelry on her wrists or ears, a small delicate face without makeup, not even lipstick, yet as she walked in from outside, several men behind attempted to strike up conversations with her.
Su Zhiruan found Ji Xiaoyuan’s figure in the hall, gracefully walked over, and leaned against Ji Xiaoyuan, as if soft and boneless, her voice lowered and gentle, "Husband~"
The Third Prince watched this scene, his eyes fixed.
But now he is no longer the person he once was; seeing the sweet couple, he thinks to himself that if the spoiled Princess Hongxiu could be this coy, he’d give his life away.
"Ruanruan," Ji Xiaoyuan embraced her, his gaze sharp as it fell on the men who followed in.
The men looked embarrassed, surprised that such a fairy was already married, their motives impure, they called the waiter for wine and food.
"Do me a favor." Ji Xiaoyuan looked at those men, but his words were directed at the Third Prince, "Teach them a lesson."
"Leave it to me." The Third Prince patted his chest, confidently agreed.
Su Zhiruan heard, but said nothing. These men were the county’s ruffians often harassing young girls on the street; many young girls had been harassed.
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