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Chapter 479 Ruyan Ruyan pleads

Jiang Zhe was coaxed so coldly by Aunt Zhao that his face was full of smiles. Now that both concubines are pregnant, doesn't it prove that he has extraordinary abilities?

Men are all competitive, especially in this aspect. Jiang Zhe felt that he was more energetic now than when he was newly married.

The happy news about Aunt Zhao spread quickly, and several objects were broken in the outer courtyard. A sense of crisis surged in Sannu's heart. Aunt Zhao was also pregnant, so the child in her belly became Aunt Zhao's.

A thorn in the side.

She was about to give birth soon, and she felt extremely anxious.

The embroiderers in Yuhua Building worked overtime to make winter clothes. Zhao Jing asked the county magistrates in each state to collect a bunch of duck down and send it to Beijing. The people in Yuhua Building were too busy just processing the duck down.

Liu Ruyan was wrapped in a black hood, her whole face was wrapped in clothes, and a pair of dull eyes were exposed under the hood. She stood at the door of Yuhua Building and glanced at the door plaque.

It is no longer unusual news that the owner behind Yuhua Building is Jiang Miao. No one in the capital comes up with novel ideas as frequently as she does. Even clothes are made into light and warm down jackets.

Liu Ruyan stared at the door plaque for a long time, her heart was filled with panic. If she said she didn't hate it, it would be a lie. Everything she had now was because of Jiang Miao and Shen Yanqing.

What can they do? She is just a plaything in Sun Hao's hands now. The Prime Minister's Mansion has cut ties with her for the sake of reputation. There is no more Liu Ruyan in the world. She is the laughing stock of the whole capital, a shameless slut.

Those dull eyes regained their luster, and Liu Ruyan lowered her eyes to hide the hatred inside them.

Compared to Jiang Miao, what she hates most now is Sun Hao.

"Madam, do you want to buy clothes? Our shop does not accept customization this month. If you are not in a hurry, you can come back after the new year."

When shopkeeper Wu saw a customer coming to his door, he hurried forward to receive him. All the embroidery shops in the capital were busy with winter clothes. There were official documents from the emperor, so fewer people came to buy clothes recently.

"I want to see your boss."

She spoke in a low voice, her voice dry and hoarse. Sun Hao usually wouldn't let her go out alone. Liu Ruyan hadn't seen a stranger for a long time. She pulled up her cloak and buried her whole face in it. The midday sun was dazzling.

, she squinted slightly, her expression timid.

Shopkeeper Wu couldn't see her face clearly, and since this little lady was so weird, it was definitely not possible for her to see her boss.

"Our boss is busy, so if you have anything to say to me, it's the same thing."

Liu Ruyan squeezed her palms and regained her courage to speak.

"Then you can send a message for me. If she sees her, she will definitely keep the appointment."

Liu Ruyan borrowed the study room in Yuhua Building and wrote a letter to Jiang Miao. Shopkeeper Wu glanced at it and his heart skipped a beat. When he looked at Liu Ruyan, his eyes were full of complexity.

How could it be her?

Shopkeeper Wu thought of the feud between the princess and Liu Ruyan, and the letter in his hand became hot to the touch, but he agreed, so naturally he couldn't go back on it, so he had to bite the bullet and send the letter to the Shen Mansion.

Jiang Miao hasn't gotten up yet. Because they want to have a child, Shen Yanqing has been very active in bed matters recently, tossing her until midnight every day, and her body can hardly bear it.

After receiving the letter from Shopkeeper Wu, she stretched out an arm from the quilt. Her fair complexion was like fine suet white jade. There were ambiguous marks on her body covered by the quilt. Qinglian took a look and her face turned red.

With the lady's charming appearance, it's no wonder that adults don't know how to control herself. She is so charming that if she were a man, she wouldn't be able to help it.

Jiang Miao stood up first and drank a glass of honey water to moisten her throat, then unfolded the letter. She almost choked on the honey water in her mouth when she saw the content above.

"Madam, are you okay? Why are you drinking so fast?"

She quickly stepped forward and stroked Jiang Miao's back. Jiang Miao waved her hand to indicate that she was fine. She just didn't expect that Liu Ruyan would want to see her after a few months.

"Wait for me to change my clothes."

After she regained her breath, she read those two short sentences several times. Liu Ruyan's tone was so humble that he actually begged her to meet. Jiang Miao couldn't tell how she felt. That person in the original book

The proud and noble heroine has now become like this, and her heart is filled with sadness.

If she didn't want to plot against her and Shen Yanqing before, Liu Ruyan would still be the proud daughter of heaven now.

Qinglian put her in a pomegranate red cross-collar skirt, and a pleated skirt of the same color on the lower body. The cuffs were embroidered with butterflies in gold thread, and there were butterfly gold hairpins in her bun, which perfectly complemented the dress.

It was cold outside, so she wore a white fox fur cloak. Her whole person looked bright and charming, making people unable to take their eyes away.

"Let's go."

She also wanted to see why Liu Ruyan was looking for her.

When the two came over, Liu Ruyan drank two cups of tea, and she sat there quietly, without any of her previous arrogant temper. Shopkeeper Wu came over to deliver tea several times, and each time he looked at her quietly.

Temperaments can change so much.

"Master, Madam Liu is in the guest room. She has been waiting for almost half an hour and has been quiet..."

"Well, I understand, you go down first."

Jiang Miao nodded slightly and asked shopkeeper Wu to step back. She pushed the door in with Qinglian and saw the quiet woman on the seat.

She was much thinner than in the past few months, her clothes were a bit plain, and there was no other jewelry except for a silver hairpin on her head. When she heard the movement at the door, she raised her eyes and looked over. Her originally empty eyes were momentarily panicked.

, Jiang Miao paused slightly.

Why did the dignified daughter of the prime minister's house become like this?

She knew that the Prime Minister's Palace disowned her, but after all, she was her daughter who had been raised and raised by her family. How could she really be kicked out of the house? So Jiang Miao always thought that this was news that Prime Minister Liu had released for the sake of face, but in fact, he was helping his daughter secretly.

Seeing Liu Ruyan's appearance, she felt unsure.

"Ms. Liu, what do you want from me?"

There is no blood feud between the two of them, but it is definitely not a relationship where they can sit together and reminisce about the past.

"Are you happy to see me like I am now..."

Her voice was low, with sarcasm and hatred in her tone.

Jiang Miao pursed her lips, "What should I be happy about?"

What she has today is entirely her own fault, so what does it have to do with her?

"If Mrs. Liu has nothing to say, then I will take my leave first."

She came here after being dizzy today. Liu Ruyan was so extreme before, so why should she waste time with her anymore.

"Wait!" Liu Ruyan said quickly. She stood up from her seat and rolled up her sleeves, revealing a few red marks on her arms. Jiang Miao's eyes shrank and the hands at her sides clenched tightly.

"Linglong Pavilion also wants to do the winter clothes business. You don't have many embroiderers under your command. Linglong Pavilion can produce ten people..."

"Did Sun Hao ask you to come?"

Jiang Miao didn't expect to see her again. Liu Ruyan had lost her pride and now he could beg her for Sun Hao's business.


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