After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper became even more attentive, nodding and bowing repeatedly, and led them deeper into the store.

"You ladies have come at the perfect time. We have recently launched a batch of new and unique headwear. I am sure there will be one that will catch your eye."

As the shopkeeper opened the exquisite wooden boxes filled with dazzling hairpins and rings one by one, each piece of dazzling jewelry appeared before everyone's eyes.

Cui Rongrong didn't seem to be very interested in this. She just watched quietly from the side, occasionally casting encouraging glances at Cui Yunhe who was excited to try it on.

When a tasseled bird hairpin inlaid with glittering gems was gently inserted into Cui Yunhe's black hair, it further highlighted her charming and lovely appearance.

"Sister, what do you think?" Cui Yunhe asked expectantly, but unexpectedly a frivolous voice suddenly interrupted her question.

"This hairpin is a perfect match for Miss Cui Qi." Su Xiuzhu said as he slowly approached, with a malicious look in his eyes, which made Cui Yunhe pale with fright and hurriedly hide behind Cui Rong.

Shen Yumian observed the other's expressions, his gaze gradually deepened, and undercurrents surged in his heart.

Cui Rong's eyes turned slightly, and she stood in front of Cui Yunhe without saying a word.

Although she had made arrangements in advance, replaced Cui Yunhe's maid, and cleared out possible spies, Song Xiaoniang's speed of action still exceeded her expectations. Obviously, she underestimated her opponent's methods.

She had a fake smile on her face and looked at Su Xiuzhu sharply: "Your Highness is also here to choose jewelry. What a coincidence."

Su Xiuzhu's eyes wandered around, finally landing on Cui Rongrong: "The Queen Mother's birthday is coming up, and my mother specially ordered someone to customize a new headdress and sent me here to receive it. I never thought that I would meet Miss Cui and Miss Cui Qi here by chance. It is really a fate."

"Last time, the young lady mentioned that we could have tea and chat together someday. It seems that you two have finished shopping. Now should be the perfect time."

Cui Yunhe nervously tugged at Cui Rong's clothes, and the latter gently stroked her hand to comfort her, and then calmly responded to Su Xiuzhu: "However, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince does not look well. It seems that he has not fully recovered from the accident in the teahouse last time."

"If the prince takes a long time to get the jewelry for the Duke's wife, I'm afraid the lady will be worried."

Su Xiuzhu pursed his lips, a hint of coldness gathering between his brows.

Recalling the inexplicable fainting in the teahouse, although he woke up after being treated by many famous doctors, the cause of the illness was still unknown, which made him quite uneasy.

At that time, there were only him, the Cui sisters and a servant in the room. Everything seemed normal. Could there be another mystery?

This thought made his face even gloomier.

"Thank you for your concern, Miss. I..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt his legs weak and he almost fell down. Fortunately, the servant beside him supported him in time.

Cui Rongrong raised her lips with a meaningful smile: "Your Highness, it would be better for you to go back and recuperate as soon as possible. When you are well again, we can meet for tea."

"Monk Yun and I have other things to do, so we can't stay any longer. Please do as you please, my lord."

After saying this, she took Cui Yunhe's hand and left resolutely, leaving the silver shop in silence.

Su Xiuzhu's face was as cold as iron, but Shen Yumian was not in a hurry to follow. Instead, she smiled at Su Xiuzhu and said, "The prince seems to have a special liking for Yunhe. I regard Yunhe as my own sister. If the prince does not mind, I am willing to lend you a helping hand."

She smiled like a flower, and there was a calculating gleam in her eyes.

Soon, Shen Yumian caught up with Cui Rongrong and Cui Yunhe, and asked with a smile: "Sister Cui and Sister Cui are so efficient. Have you seen all the treasures?"

In her conversation, she seemed to mention the encounter just now intentionally or unintentionally, "What is particularly surprising is that the prince, who is usually serious, actually looks at Sister Cui differently. This is really rare."

There was a mystery hidden in her words, especially the look she gave Cui Yunhe, which made people feel a little unhappy.

Cui Yunhe was at a loss for a moment and didn't know how to respond.

At the critical moment, Cui Rongrong opened her red lips slightly and cleverly diverted Shen Yumian's attention.

"The prince has always admired women who have a preference for poetry and songs. I remember that the daughter of the Grand Master was very favored by him."

She had a half-smile on her lips, and her eyes moved to Shen Yumian, "Sister Shen is the most talented woman in the capital, and the conversation she had with the prince just now must have been brilliant."

These words not only resolved the embarrassment, but also reminded Shen Yumian without making a sound. The subtlety between them is thought-provoking.

Shen Yumian felt that the topic was gradually moving towards her, so she forced the corners of her lips to squeeze out a slightly stiff smile: "Sister Cui, you are really too kind. I am just concerned about the health of the prince, so I have delayed a little time to catch up with you."

There was a barely perceptible bitterness in her words, and she continued, "It's a pity that the prince has always been aloof and doesn't seem to pay much attention to me. Perhaps I am too self-indulgent."

When Cui Rong heard this, a meaningful smile appeared on her lips, but she did not respond verbally.

She knew clearly what Shen Yumian said, and it would be naive of her to believe it.

I secretly vowed to pay closer attention to the interactions between the two in the future. After all, people with different thoughts get together.

Looking up at the sky, which was already covered with a faint dusk, she said softly, "It's getting late. Yunhe and I should go back home. Sister Shen, please come home early as well."

Shen Yumian nodded slightly, said goodbye politely, and turned to leave.

Cui Rongrong watched his back gradually going away, then quietly gave a look to Tianlang who was hiding in the dark, and then took Cui Yunhe into the long-awaited carriage.

As the carriage slowly started, Cui Yunhe frowned in the carriage: "Qingwan is no longer with me, how can the prince find me easily? Sister, did mother secretly tell him our whereabouts again this time?"

"For the sake of so-called face, my mother completely disregarded my reputation..." Her voice trembled slightly, and her mood, which had finally calmed down, was in turmoil again, and her eyes quickly flushed.

Cui Rong hugged her sister distressedly and comforted her softly, "You have clearly expressed your refusal. With me here, no one can hurt you. Even if Song Xiaoniang goes to my father to plead for mercy, I will never allow her to succeed."

"If you feel sad, just cry. Don't hold it in." She spoke softly, her eyes gently falling on Cui Yunhe's slightly trembling shoulders, and she sighed secretly in her heart.

Only when the carriage came to a complete stop did Cui Yunhe slowly raise her tear-stained face and sniffed stubbornly, "As long as my sister is here, I'm not afraid of anything!"

Cui Rongrong responded with a smile: "That's right, let's go to the silver shop again tomorrow and change the store. The two sisters can take their time to choose."

Cui Yunhe nodded vigorously, with determination flashing in his eyes.

As the night deepened, Cui Rong stared at the moonlight shining through the window and fell into deep thought.

After a while, a slight sound came from behind.

She turned to look at Tianlang who had just returned from abroad: "Thank you for your hard work, did you find anything new?"