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"This……"

Jixiang looked hesitant.

De Fei pinched the lid and pushed the foam in the cup, snorted coldly, and said in a faint voice, "Why, you are working for others now? You don't even want to answer my question."

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. It was Master Wuya who told me to say this. I hesitated because I didn't want you to have any grudges with my brother."

"Sure enough."

Thinking of her brother who used shameful means, a gleam of contempt flashed in Defei's eyes.

"He knows that I will definitely not agree if he passes this message to me, so he actually tries to bribe you?"

"Your Majesty, please understand. This is not bribery. Mistress Wu Ya sent someone to tell me that if there are people from the Wu Ya family in the Fourth Master's backyard, it will only benefit you and not harm you. I think the misunderstanding and rift between you and the Fourth Master have been resolved. If there is someone who can help you win back the Fourth Master's heart and restore the relationship between mother and son—"

"I can't allow others to interfere in the matter between me and Yinzhen!"

Defei slammed the teacup in her hand onto the table, her lips tightened, "Yinzhen has already made it clear to me before, and it's good as it is now. If you want to forcibly restore the mother-son relationship, it will probably destroy the last bit of mother-son relationship between Yinzhen and me!"

"He wants to put people in Yinzhen's backyard. I know how much Yinzhen cherishes his wife. She has been weak since she was a child, and now she is pregnant with my grandson. I want to put people in at this time to make Yinzhen's backyard restless. I will never do such a thing!"

Jixiang kowtowed and admitted his fault, "I know I was wrong. I was wrong and almost harmed the queen and the fourth lady."

"I know you are a family slave, and your parents and brother are still living in Wuya Mansion, but you are also my person. You have been with me for many years. In my heart, you are like my own sister. I don't want you to have second thoughts and always be cautious."

Jixiang was so moved that his voice was choked with sobs.

"Yes, I understand. If I have any contact with the Wuya Mansion again in the future, I will tell you everything."

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Time passed quickly, Xiyu's belly grew bigger day by day, and the business in Yunshangfang became more and more prosperous.

Just as she had imagined, thanks to the advance publicity, this bra was in short supply once it went on sale, and ladies from various families rushed to make reservations.

The market is huge. When Yunshangfang was first sold out, its door was almost broken down. The store’s profit more than doubled that month.

At the end of the month, Xiyu went straight to Yunshangfang and proposed a new idea, but was opposed by several people.

Besides her and Chunshi, there were only three people in the house, namely the shopkeeper, Xi Que and Dengzhi.

"It's fine to choose some ordinary fabrics to make clothes and sell them to ordinary women, but if you sell them to brothels...I'm afraid this is inappropriate, right?"

The shopkeeper had some concerns in his heart.

"What's wrong? Tell me."

Xiyu's eyes were full of confusion, but she didn't seem unhappy about being refuted. She just let her speak out her thoughts.

She is always willing to listen and will naturally take action if it makes sense.

The shopkeeper was encouraged and said, "Corsets are now only sold to ladies of noble status. If they are sold to brothels, they might be very concerned and dislike them. After all, there is a huge gap in status..."

This was the reason, Xiyu understood.

"There is nothing to dislike, even though the jobs are different and in the eyes of the public they are extravagant, licentious and extremely promiscuous.

But putting all that aside, everyone wears the same clothes and eats the same food, and all women use menstrual belts. Although the materials are different, the purpose is the same. "

"This bra is worn by women of noble status, women of ordinary families, and women in brothels and mansions. It is just an ordinary piece of clothing that can bring comfort to women. It cannot represent the nobility or inferiority of one's status."

"This dress is not expensive, and the cost is even lower. If it can only improve the lives of upper-class women but cannot be widely circulated in the world, I will feel that what I created and designed is not a comfortable piece of clothing at all, but a shackle and bondage full of contempt!"

After hearing her remarks, everyone in the room was shocked, as if their chests were surging with blood.

They had never heard of such talk!

But it does make sense.

Bras are indeed like menstrual belts and belly bands, and every woman should have one.

The shopkeeper was silent for a while, then raised another point, "I also think what Fu Jin said is right, but if a lady of noble status meets a girl from a brothel in the shop, it would be inappropriate. After all, reputation is very important to a woman."

Xi Yu nodded in agreement, "What the shopkeeper said makes sense. You can listen to my next arrangements first."

"First of all, the bra business has grown and there is a great demand. It is not appropriate to occupy a corner in Yunshangfang now, and the space seems to be insufficient. So I plan to find a shop and open a shop specializing in selling all kinds of bras."

"Secondly, we can send someone to discuss the business with Qin Lou and Chu Guan, and have them deliver the goods every month instead of selling them in the store. I heard that in order to prevent them from escaping, they rarely go out, and not everyone can go out. In this way, it is more convenient to deliver the goods to their door, and we can earn more money."

After saying that, Xiyu smiled and said, "So, is everything solved now?"

"Yes, yes, your Madam is truly intelligent. I am truly ashamed of myself for being so clever."

The owner of Yunshangfang is a woman in her thirties. She is gentle and capable, but sometimes she doesn't know how to innovate.

"Okay, I've already told you about the follow-up plan. All you have to do is recruit more reliable embroiderers and speed up the work."

Xiyu stood up and walked towards the door. She had more than one plan today: to come to Yunshangfang.

Although the profit doubled this month, it was far from enough. She had to find her brother to come up with some good ideas.

Harutoki followed behind her, holding a box with a dress in it.

It is like this every time, just to conceal the fact and prevent outsiders from knowing that Yunshangfang is hers.

If anyone asked, she would say she was here to buy clothes.

"Go to Taotie Pavilion."

The carriage moved slowly.

In the Taotie Pavilion, Ulanara Jingtai had been waiting since he received the news from his younger sister.

"Why aren't you here yet? The food on the table is getting cold."

Jingtai walked back and forth in the house, occasionally poking his head out of the window, but he could not see any sign of the carriage from Prince Yong's mansion.

He reached out and felt the temperature of the plate, frowning slightly.

"No, you can't let my sister eat these dishes that are almost cold. Hurry up and ask the kitchen to make another one."

"Hey, yes."

The shopkeeper pushed open the door and was about to ask someone to remove the dishes from the table when a cute voice came from outside the door.

"Fourth brother, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Chunshi carefully helped Xiyu into the house, and Jingtai hurriedly came over to greet them.

This was the first time the two had met in nearly a year.

Suddenly seeing such a big belly on his slim sister, he became a little nervous and quickly reached out to pull out the chair in front of the table.

"Not long, not long. Your belly is so big now. You don't need to go out. Just find a reason to call Fourth Brother into the house."

Hearing this, Xiyu fell silent.