"This is the Prince's Jade Token." Qiann Yan handed the Jade Token to the accounting clerk, "Give me a silver note of ten thousand taels."
"Yes, Princess Consort."
With the Jade Token, the accounting clerk, though puzzled, handed over the money with ease.
After receiving the money, Qiann Yan tucked it into her sleeve pocket and left the Prince Mansion, feeling quite delighted.
From the original host's memories, she had figured out Jing Lingyu's temperament almost completely. If he didn't give her money to spend, the news would surely become a laughingstock.
Unless Jing Lingyu had no shame.
Jing Lingyu being shameless was impossible. He valued his reputation dearly and had ambitions for that position, so he certainly cared about his name. Being in the middle of it, he couldn't extricate himself.
Qiann Yan headed straight for Grass Market Street, a place full of mixed and diverse crowds.
