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Chapter 300 Taking it out

Liu Yunxiang asked Manager Hu to pick up a few pieces of silk, walked to the door of the main room, and heard Mrs. Murong roar.

"If your second sister hadn't asked you to, how could you marry King Ying? How could you have the status you are today! Now I'm just asking you to help your second sister, so you'd be so thwarted! I really let us

disappointment!"

"At that time, the King of Ying was just the eighth prince who was not favored. She looked down on this marriage and pushed it to me! And I was obviously engaged at that time, but my mother, you quit the marriage and forced me to marry Ying.

King!" Murong Zhixi shouted.

"You! You are so pretty, you dare to disobey me!"

"My daughter just doesn't accept it!"

"presumptuous!"

"Mother, I have always listened to you and my father, but I don't agree with this!"

"I originally planned to wait for the third prince to return to Beijing from the southern border, and he would marry your second sister into the door as a concubine, but who knew that he... He died there, and your second sister's marriage was just like that. She was the chief assistant.

The daughter of the family can't marry anyone, let alone marry. What my father and I mean is just to let you blow the wind by the side of King Ying and let him marry your second sister in accordance with the previous engagement.

Your second sister loves you and will not compete with you for the position of the official concubine, but only as a concubine. Moreover, we are not only for her, but also for you. The King of Ying is coming back to Beijing soon, and it is very inconvenient for you to be pregnant with Liujia.

Instead of letting those bad guys take advantage of loopholes, it is better to advise him to marry your second sister, which can help you to secure your position as a wife. When you are born, if you are a brother, your sister will have more places to help you." Mrs. Murong

He suppressed his anger and said bitterly.

Murong Zhiqing hummed, "You don't agree. Don't forget that you are just remembered in your mother's name, but you are just a concubine's daughter, and I am the legitimate. If I don't compete with you for the position of the official wife, I will be

I am concerned about the sisterhood. So what if you don’t agree? As long as my father speaks, King Ying can still disagree. If you are the official concubine or the concubine, I will be happy to see if I am!"

Murong Zhixi was so angry that she saw that her mother didn't speak, and she spoke quietly, and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

When Liu Yunxiang heard this, she deliberately turned around and shouted at Manager Hu: "That Yunjin is here, it's the most suitable time to make clothes at this time."

Because of her voice, the inside suddenly became quiet.

Liu Yunxiang came in with the tea and smiled as soon as he entered the door: "Let the three of you wait for a long time. Let's try our Huangshan Maojian in Darong first. The high mountain cloud mist produces good tea. This pot uses the best products from Maojian.

, this amount of tea costs more than one hundred taels."

As she said that, she poured a cup of tea for Mrs. Murong first and pushed it in front of her.

When Mrs. Murong heard the 100 taels, her face became heavy. This was clearly the matter of giving her a gift to her.

Murong Zhiqing sneered and said, "What kind of tea is broken? One pot costs 100 taels. We really think we have no knowledge!"

Liu Yunxiang still smiled and poured Murong Zhiqing a cup.

"This tea has been delivered to the palace, and you two may not have eaten it."

As soon as these words were said, Murong Zhiqing couldn't laugh, meaning that this was still a tribute tea. Of course, she had never drunk tribute tea, but Liu Yunxiang used it to entertain guests.

At this moment, she believed that Liu Yunxiang was really rich.

Liu Yunxiang poured Murong Zhixi another cup and said, "When I am pregnant, remember to be angry. If I get angry, it will be bad. So is the princess. King Ying is away, so I will always miss you and miss you.

The child in your belly.”

Murong Zhixi looked at her mother, and when she heard this, she really felt a hint of fear and a little regretful.

Yes, the King of England is her confidence.

She smiled and said, "Yes, when I returned to Beijing, His Highness Ying made many instructions, for fear that there would be something wrong with me and the child in my stomach."

Mrs. Murong coughed dryly at this time and said to Liu Yunxiang: "Miss Liu, is this the silk of your Nanhonglou?"

Liu Yunxiang asked the guys to come forward, lined up, pointing to the silk and said, "Yes, the silk and silk in our Nanhonglou were all shipped from the south of the Darong Jiangnan, and these patterns were also the new styles of that year."

Good day today. The place where those guys stood was just in the sun. The light shone on the silk, shining with stars, smooth and bright, and it was so dazzling that it could not be seen directly.

Madam Murong's face showed a stunning look. Darong's silk is famous all over the world. It is rumored that it is full of brilliance. When worn on her body, it seems to be covered with moonlight. Now it seems that it is indeed worthy of its reputation.

She really wanted to go up and touch her, but in the face of such a cheap life as Liu Yunxiang, she needed to maintain a lofty attitude and not make her feel that she had never seen the world.

"Since you have saved Zhixi, my wife will take care of you and get me two."

"Mom!" Murong Zhiqing frowned, "Let's go to Huashangzhai to buy this rags. I want to buy it to make clothes. I wore it on the Hundred Flowers Festival, so I know I bought it in such a lowly place.

Bu, they will laugh to death!"

Murong Zhixi said unhappily: "This Nanhonglou is not a lowly place, and the silk here is no worse than anywhere else!"

"Ha, you, the concubine's daughter, really matches this place. You can buy it here. My mother and I will go to Huashangzhai!"

As he said that, Murong Zhiqing pulled Mrs. Murong and walked out.

Mrs. Murong really liked these silk pieces. She turned around and said to Liu Yunxiang as she walked, "Shopkeeper Liu, please send me two pieces to the mansion. I will wear them as a regular dress in private."

Liu Yunxiang smiled, "Madam, I'm afraid it won't work."

"How can't it be done?"

"The rule of our Nanhonglou is to buy our silk and satin to send a certificate of identity. After verification, we will send invitations to some distinguished guests so that we can come to our Nanhonglou to buy silk and satin."

Mrs. Murong blinked, thought for a while before she understood what this said, and immediately said angrily: "What do you mean is that this lady is not qualified to buy your Nanhonglou clothes?"

"I just said the rules of my Nanhonglou. If my wife doesn't like it, she won't buy it."

"Ha, I really think of you, Nanhonglou, but you're going to take Joe. Forget it, your silk is just like this, and it's really not worthy of our identity."

After saying that, Mrs. Murong took Murong Zhiqing away angrily.

After they left, Murong Zhixi burst out laughing.

"Yun Xiang, you are so awesome. I always lose money when I am with them."

Liu Yunxiang pulled Murong Zhixi down and said, "You, you are Princess Ying now, they should respect you. How can you suffer a loss!"

Murong Zhixi sighed, "I am a illegitimate child. My aunt died just after she was born. She has been raised by her mother since she was a child. She has not treated me badly, but she is not as good as her own. I respect her and love her, and listen to her in everything.

Yes, I got used to it since I was a child and didn’t know how to resist.”

"You must never agree to what your mother mentioned!"

Murong Zhixi's eyes gradually turned red when she heard this, "All people are urging me to agree these days, saying that my parents are also for my own good, saying that I should give in to my sister-in-law, and even the maids around me advised me, as if I had too many.

It seems that you are ignorant, but you understand my thoughts and stand up for me."

Liu Yunxiang held Murong Zhixi's hand, "Then I'm so kind to you, please do me a favor!"

Murong Zhixi nodded quickly, "Okay!"

"In exchange, I will let you out such anger, so that they will not dare to look down on you anymore!"
Chapter completed!
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