"Chengyu, Grandmother thinks you spoke well." Old Mrs. Xiao, disregarding the attitudes of Mrs. Zhou and Xiao Chengyi, said to Xiao Chengyu with appreciation all over her face.
Mrs. Zhou was initially taken aback, then recalled what Shen Ruoxi had said, and this ti she surprisingly beca firm: "Chengyu, won who interfere in others’ marriages never end well.
Listen to your mother’s advice, don’t heed your grandmother’s words, you’re now of marriageable age, and tomorrow I’ll find soone to inquire about a nobleman of good character whose age matches yours."
Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Xiao was imdiately furious: "Chengyi’s mother, what nonsense are you saying? Prince Zhan is such a figure; if Chengyu could marry him as a concubine, it would be a glorious affair for the family. Stay out of this matter!"
Today, Mrs. Zhou seed determined to take charge, her face cold and tone resolute: "Chengyu, I will definitely handle this matter!
A concubine to Prince Zhan, to put it bluntly, is just a mistress.
Everyone in the Capital City knows about Prince Zhan’s attitude towards his Princess Consort Zhan. He’s practically a model ’wife slave.’
Don’t seek humiliation, so as not to lose face in the end. Go back to your room quickly."
Old Mrs. Xiao had always been authoritative in Xiao Mansion, and for so many years, Mrs. Zhou had always obediently listened to her, never having defied her.
At this mont, she dared to openly challenge her, making her all the more angry: "You short-sighted creature! How can ho flowers compare to wildflowers? Chengyu, don’t be afraid, Grandmother will take charge for you."
Mrs. Zhou’s lips trembled with anger: "Wildflowers? Mother-in-law, in your heart, has Chengyu beco a wildflower?
Even Ning Zhen’s words, harsh as they were, didn’t win over Prince Zhan, did they? Sothing she couldn’t do, why do you think Chengyu can?
Chengyu isn’t as beautiful as them, nor is she learned, besides dressing herself up, what else can she do? You’re clearly harming her!"
Although Xiao Chengyu isn’t the best person in daily conduct, she wouldn’t outright defy her mother.
At this mont, she looked aggrieved, saying, "Mother, I really like Prince Zhan, what’s wrong with trying? Is it wrong to find soone I like for such a life decision?"
"Out of all the n, why do you like Shen Ruoxi’s man?" Mrs. Zhou turned deathly pale, her body trembling slightly in anger.
Xiao Chengyu saw her mother seed determined to disagree and turned her hopeful gaze to the silent Xiao Chengyi beside her.
"Brother, I’m not ssing around; I truly like Prince Zhan. Besides, you haven’t gotten over Shen Ruoxi either, right? If I can make the Prince divorce Shen Ruoxi, wouldn’t that fulfill your wish?"
Xiao Chengyi was slightly startled, a complex emotion flashing through his eyes.
He sincerely wished to retrieve Shen Ruoxi for remarriage, yet, when he finally realized his mistake and tried to win her back, she decisively gave him no chance.
His sister’s idea was absurdly comical, thinking she could make Jun Moling divorce Shen Ruoxi was simply ridiculous!
He had gone through the sa; when in the border city, he had understood clearly that Jun Moling could sacrifice his life for Shen Ruoxi.
He dared assert that even if a Nine Heavens Fairy descended, making Jun Moling divorce Shen Ruoxi was utterly impossible, let alone his sister.
He knew the timing wasn’t right but that didn’t an never.
He had ample ti to wait for the perfect opportunity, but definitely, not now.
"Chengyu, listen to your mother, drop that notion, tomorrow I will find an outstanding nobleman for you to consider, just wait for the engagent." Xiao Chengyi said.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Chengyu’s face suddenly changed, just as she was about to speak again, Old Mrs. Xiao gestured to her. Chengyu instantly understood, aning not to bother with them, and discuss a long-term strategy with her grandmother later.
Chengyu imdiately resud her obedient deanor, "Mother, alright, I’ll head back to my room first."
Seeing her like this, Mrs. Zhou assud she’d thought it over, nodding her approval.
After that, everyone returned to their respective rooms.
Xiao Chengyu naturally headed straight to Old Mrs. Xiao’s room.
...
Shen Ruoxi and her party stepped out of Xiao Mansion, Ning Zhen spat fiercely, cursing, "What a stroke of bad luck!"
Shen Ruoxi smiled faintly, softly asking, "How’s the wrist feeling?"
Ning Zhen gently stroked her wrist, still a bit swollen, but fortunately, nothing serious.
"It’s fine, that jerk!" Ning Zhen cursed Xiao Chengyi again.
"Take this dicine back and use it; it’ll quickly reduce the swelling." Shen Ruoxi handed her a bottle of dicine.
Ning Zhen quickly thanked her, carefully placing the bottle in her bosom, then asked, "Is this dicine truly miraculous? Can it be sold?"
Shen Ruoxi couldn’t help but chuckle, always thinking about making money, "This dicine is very precious, its ingredients hard to co by, and it’s impossible to break even, so don’t think about selling it."
Ning Zhen laughed too, "Alright then, perhaps we can make pills from the herbal dicine, labeling them for various effects like wind injury, headache, swelling, etc.
So, people wouldn’t have to brew them, just buy them directly, or keep them at ho just in case, and we could make a fortune."
Shen Ruoxi nodded slightly, a thoughtful look in her eyes, "Your idea isn’t bad, but the production of these pills requires strict control; it won’t be easy, we need to plan carefully."
"We have plenty of ti, let’s take it slow," Ning Zhen said calmly, her eyes showing a hint of composure and ease.
Shen Ruoxi nodded in agreent, then turned her gaze to Ning Zhen, "Let’s not think about these for now, let’s get the gold redeed, and see if it’s useful? Hopefully, the pawnshop hasn’t sold it yet."
Ning Zhen agreed, "Alright, I’ll go to the pawnshop; you return to Prince Mansion. Once I get the gold back, I’ll head over to see if there’s anything we can glean from it?"
Shen Ruoxi nodded again in agreent.
Everyone boarded the carriage; inside, Jun Moling slightly frowned, apparently not very satisfied with Shen Ruoxi’s punishnt for Xiao Chengyi today.
"Darling, are you just letting Xiao Chengyi off?" Jun Moling asked with a slight tone of disapproval.
Shen Ruoxi sighed softly, her face showing a bit of helplessness, "He’s like a slippery eel; I’m not going to kill him, am I? As long as he can apologize to Xueyan, that’s enough.
But today, it struck that Yan Zhen is entering Shen Mansion, and the title of General of the Country will be taken down, so I’ve been wondering, who will take over his position?"
Hearing this, Jun Moling was slightly taken aback, never having pondered this issue.
His eyes turned serious, pondering for a long ti before speaking, "Do you an that Xiao Chengyi might be the one?"
Shen Ruoxi nodded gently, "I think the Emperor might consider Xiao Chengyi; after all, we’re not on good terms with him."
Jun Moling frowned, after thinking carefully, said, "Logically, his qualifications are still shallow; just being promoted to third-rank was already unimaginable, the Emperor wouldn’t use him, right?"
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