"In this case, Miss Mi, are you sure you want to tell me this?"
Princess Yongning interrupted her heartfelt words, and she looked at Mi Xiayao in front of her with a pun.
The latter was silent for a brief moment, and then heard her clearing her throat awkwardly.
"I have no intention of getting married, so I'd rather arrange this happy event elsewhere."
She originally wanted to talk glibly about this topic, but she didn't expect Princess Yongning to push her to this point.
Simply break the jar and drop it.
Princess Yongning let out a soft sigh, then raised her tea cup and took a sip, "I understand your thoughts."
"This kid looks very smart, but can he say a few words now?" She quietly changed the topic.
Mi Xiayao followed the words of Princess Yongning.
The subsequent topics seemed to be the usual casual topics, until Mi Xiayao took Mi Xiaobao out of the princess mansion again.
The atmosphere is quite peaceful and everyday.
After Princess Yongning watched the mother and son disappear out of the hall, the smile on her lips faded slightly.
"A-Yuan is such a perverted child. Now young people are so coquettish when it comes to love?"
She frowned, very dissatisfied with what happened today.
The female official standing beside her turned sideways and lowered her eyes, silently listening to Princess Yongning's complaints.
"That day when I heard the emperor brother say that there were two happy events in the capital, I felt happy from the bottom of my heart. Within a few days of this happiness, one of the parties came over and told me to block it...
"The emotional outing was such a big fuss. In fact, A Yuan doesn't even have a serious relationship. This kid usually looks so smart, how could he be so stupid when it comes to his own affairs."
After all, Princess Yongning is getting a little older. When she talks about one thing, she can't help but repeat it over and over again until she feels a little more comfortable.
Here, Mi Xiayao, who had just walked out of the princess mansion, suddenly felt cold all over.
She happened to be standing on the steps, the tip of her nose felt itchy, and she sneezed neatly.
"Are you not wearing enough clothes today? There are spare thick clothes on the carriage. Why don't you just put it on for now? I'll avoid choosing these light clothes for my wife next time."
Linglong was so flustered that she immediately carefully asked Madam how she felt.
Mi Xiayao raised her hand, and she skillfully carried Mi Xiaobao into the carriage.
She turned around to say something to Linglong, but when she raised her eyes and met Linglong's clear and stupid eyes, she stopped talking.
Forget it, what kind of conspiracy are you telling this kid?
In the carriage, Mi Xiaobao sat obediently next to her and played with her fingers. Mi Xiayao closed her eyes and took a nap, but her mind was still spinning rapidly.
Today, the eldest princess Yongning will give her a special invitation to come to the eldest princess's residence. It is definitely not possible for the purpose of such a simple conversation.
If the emperor's marriage grant was really between her and Pei Xingyuan, and if the emperor was really kind-hearted, it would definitely not be Princess Yongning who came to chat with her, who seemed to have little contact with her on the surface.
Therefore, today's temptation to "grant marriage" is actually what Princess Yongning was entrusted to do.
The reason is to find out what she is thinking.
Who can afford to invite Princess Yongning to come out and test her tone...
Apart from that man who ran away without even seeing him after eating and wiping everything, who else could afford to hire Princess Yongning?!
Thinking of this, Mi Xiayao's slender brows frowned severely.
After returning to Bieyuan, Mi Xiaobao ran away to play with the toys made by Mi's father.
Mi Xiayao sat in the hall without hiding her exhaustion, and Song Qiao happened to be back at this time.
"Madam, everything is almost done. I don't need to do anything about Mrs. Duan's matter. The real wife of the third head of Fengxiang Chamber of Commerce found out about this matter and was furious to death. I just added fuel to the flames.
It’s expanding a little faster.”
Song Qiao walked in with bright eyebrows and proudly raised her chin to show off her abilities.
"This is enough for the Duan family for now. Don't interfere anymore, lest you push Duan Honglin into a panic and bite us in turn."
Mi Xiayao decisively paused Duan Honglin's actions and whispered to Song Qiao: "I intend to open another store in the capital, but I don't have a clue yet. Do you have any ideas?"
Yuelailou is tightly tied to the Palace Zhenyi Bureau. Although he has prestige and status, his income is not considerable;
Due to Duan Honglin's troubles in the small courtyard, the recent income is not very satisfactory. Because there is no middleman to make the difference, it is almost a hundred taels of clothes, which can be said to be a lot of money.
I made money, but it wasn't enough.
Mi Xiayao is still calculating this score in her mind. The capital city of Daqi will be unstable in the future. Although its foundation is stable, it is already in chaos internally. At that time, only money will be the only way to survive.
She had to plan ahead and earn the money she would need to manage in the future.
"If a slave opens a shop, he must want stability and long lines. No matter how you look at it, opening an entertainment venue to please people's happiness is more important."
Entertainment venue?
Mi Xiayao's eyes suddenly lit up.
That's right! Why didn't she think of it... If you only open a shop, you can make a lot of money. If you open a shop that can be chained and expanded, you will have more money in your hands.
She praised Linglong with satisfaction, and then staggered to the study room to arrange what she had in mind.
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While Mi Xiayao was immersed in her private garden, trying to heal her ankle injury, the limelight outside also turned 180 degrees.
The third prince's wedding is coming soon, and Empress Xu is personally organizing it, so the capital is quite lively.
In addition to such excitement, there was also another excitement in the previous dynasty.
The family of the Secretary of the Ministry of Rites was in embarrassment. When the emperor happened to be in a bad mood, they immediately dismissed the Secretary of the Ministry of Rites from his official position.
At this moment, the dismissed Secretary of the Ministry of Rites became a satirical topic in the chatter of the officials in the court.
When the news reached Mi Xiayao's ears, it was already the second day after the incident.
Song Qiao was sharpening the ink for Mi Xiayao. While she was reading the news, she was carefully observing Mi Xiayao's face.
"It's a pity. It's not embarrassing enough for Duan Honglin to be dismissed from his official position so easily. It would be better if he could be exiled to the border and suffer wasted torture."
Mi Xiayao's expression was indifferent, and the words she read were quite fierce.
"Should we go to Duan's house to see the excitement?" Song Qiao tilted her head and asked curiously.
Mi Xiayao shook her head, "If you don't go, you won't be a target and be hated by others."
"The most important thing right now is not Duan Honglin. The third prince is getting married soon. Since he dared to trick me before, I have to give him a 'big gift' for his wedding."
She could emphasize the word "gift", and her beautiful eyes narrowed dangerously and looked out the window.