Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen

At this moment, an impatient voice came from the opposite carriage, “What’s going on? Why aren’t you leaving? Are you waiting for me to be late for the banquet?”

The coachman, who had been arrogant a moment ago, immediately backed down. He nodded and bowed, “This servant will leave now!”

After saying that, he looked at Jian Qingqing and the others and reverted to his previous appearance. He berated, “Get lost! We’re leaving. I can’t be bothered to argue with you guys!’

Jian Qingqing frowned and glanced at her own coachman.

The coachman received the signal and nodded.

Just as the opposite carriage was about to pass by, the coachman suddenly pulled his horse and turned the carriage sideways, blocking the road.

The opposite carriage could not brake in time and the horse crashed into the carriage, causing both carriages to shake.

Jian Qingqing had already prepared beforehand. Her hands firmly grasped the carriage wall, so she was completely fine when the carriage was hit.

But the opposite carriage was in a terrible state. The moment the carriage hit, Princess Yanhe immediately fell from the stool and hit her forehead, causing her to cry out in pain.

Her nanny and servant girl were shocked and hurriedly helped her down.

Her coachman was in a panic and knelt on the ground, shivering.

It was over. Princess Yanhe would not let him off. What should he do? After recovering from the Dain. Princess Yanhe gave the coachman a fierce kick and scolded, “Trash!”

The Coachman was kicked to the ground and did not dare to say another word.

Princess Yanhe turned to look at Jian Qingqing and asked with a frown, “Who are you? Do you know my identity? How dare you treat me like this! I will make you suffer!”

Jian Qingqing looked at her as if she was looking at a fool, “Didn’t you say that you are Princess Yanhe? That coachman of yours has emphasized it countless times. Do you think I can’t hear you clearly?”

“As for who I am,” Jian Qingqing contineud, “Why should I tell you?

Jian Qingqing looked at the furious middle-aged woman in front of her and was a little angry. This must be Ming Zhiyan’s mother, the Princess Yanhe who had done all sorts of ridiculous things to the Little Ming Zhiyan.

To be honest, this princess might have been immersed in her debauchery for many years. She no longer had the beauty she had when she was young. In fact, she was even a little chubby and her skin was loose. There was not the slightest resemblance between her and Ming Zhiyan, perhaps Ming Zhiyan was more like the Great General Ming who had passed away.

She admitted that she had deliberately bumped into him. Other than not liking the coachman who relied on his advantage, she also had a grudge against this Princess Yanhe. This resentment had been there ever since Princess An Ning had told her about Ming Zhiyan.

Some people simply did not deserve to be a mother. She could not understand why a mother would do such a thing to her own child.

Ming Zhiyan was her friend. Ever since she knew that the carriage opposite was Princess Yanhe, she had been thinking of how to seek revenge.

Princess Yanhe became even angrier. She threatened, “Just you wait! I’ll kill

Jian Qingqing clapped her hands. “Come on, if you can’t kill me, I’ll take your surname.”

Princess Yanhe’s anger had reached its peak after being provoked by Jian Qingqing. However, her heart suddenly calmed down strangely.

She frowned and looked at Jian Qingqing. She was puzzled. Who was this? Why didn’t she feel any fear after hearing about her identity?

Although she was despised by the royal family, she was still a princess. Anyone would show her some respect when taking out this identity.

But the girl in front of her did not.

She was sure that she had not seen this person in the Capital. Naturally, she was not the daughter of a high official.

Could she be the daughter of an official from another state?