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Chapter 334: She Was Hit by a Carriage

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

However, she did not come here to eat fruit. She had something important to do.

After walking around the farm, she still could not think of a good way to do it.

If she wanted to do an experiment, she needed to separate each field completely. She did not want them to pollinate each other. Otherwise, they would be wasted.

However, in this era, there was no transparent plastic paper to surround these fields. This was a big problem.

She looked at the farm in the distance. There was a large area of farmland here. Needless to say, all the land around the capital had owners.

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She ordered, ‘Grandma Wu, go and find out if there are any people who want to sell their fields.”

Since there was nothing to separate them, she would put some distance between them and make them less likely to pollinate each other. This was also possible, but it would require more space to do so.

The farms in the Capital had long been divided up, so it would be difficult to buy them. The other state cities did have land, but it was too far away, so it was inconvenient to go back and forth.

Grandma Wu said respectfully, “Yes.”

Since there was nothing she could do for the time being, she did not want to think about it. Jian Qingqing looked at the mountain not far away and said with a smile, “Let’s go and pick some fruits to eat!”

June was the season for the fragrance of fruits and melons. Jian Qingqing picked a lot of fruits before returning home.

On the way back, the carriage jolted again and stopped.

Nanny Wu hurriedly asked from the window, “Princess, are you alright?”

Jian Qingqing replied that she was fine. Before she could ask what happened, the coachman immediately said, “Princess, we were hit by other carriages.” Jian Qingqing, .

Why was it that they were either hit by someone or someone else? Had the

carriage become so unsafe?

Before she could say anything, the coachman had already made the first move. “What’s going on? Which family are you from? Can’t you see where you’re going? You just ran into us on such a big road!”

The coachman explained, “How could it be me who ran into you? It was clearly you who ran into us. Look carefully! This is a busy city and your carriage is still driving so fast!”

“You!”

Seeing that he could not win, the coachman across them started to introduce himself again, “Which family are you from? The person in my carriage is Princess Yanhe! Can you bear the responsibility of bumping into her? It seems that you are tired of living!’

Because Jian Qingqing’s carriage did not have a logo, the coachman across them thought that it was some small family and did not feel afraid when he scolded them.

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Looking at the ostentatious sign on the opposite carriage, the coachman became nervous.

He knew that his own family was also a princess, but this princess was not related to him, but was sealed halfway. He did not know whether she was better than Princess Yanhe.

Jian Qingqing hated people who were unreasonable and had to pressure others with their status. She lifted the curtain and said coldly, “Who is right and who is wrong? Let’s report it to the authorities!”

The coachman opposite him was stunned. He had never met anyone who wanted to report a disagreement to the authorities. When the others heard that their lives were good, they all admitted it without exception. Regardless of whether they were wrong or not, they still had to apologize to them.

He was a little flustered. He could not have caused trouble for his master, right? In just a few moments, he calmed down again.

That would not be the case. This family was from an unknown small family. Even if they reported it to the authorities, the authorities would only protect Princess Yanhe.

After thinking it through, he became smug again. “Then go report it to the authorities! When the time comes, don’t drag yourself into it!” Jian Qingqing frowned and said, “Little Chun, go to the authorities.”

Little Chun acknowledged and left in a hurry.

The coachman opposite did not show any signs of repentance. He looked at Jian Qingqing smugly. Even the large group of servants beside the carriage looked at Jian Qingqing with ill intentions..

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