Becoming a widow for the sake of good fortune? The short-lived prince lived a hundred years

Zou Zhifei's eyes moved around and scanned the three of them.

"Xueqi, I heard a long time ago that you were able to capture Madam Feng's masterpiece. You are so lucky. I've captured it twice but never got the goods. Look at this outfit on you. It really complements everything. You look like a fairy descending to earth!"

Yan Xueqi was very happy. Although the dress had gone through many twists and turns and cost her five thousand taels of silver, it was all worth it. She still said a few polite words insincerely, but the happiness in her tone could not be concealed.

"Mingyu, it's only been a few days since I last saw you, and you've become even more beautiful. Your skin is truly as white as snow, so smooth it could be blown away. You'll have to teach me how to maintain it later."

"Rongrong, you have such a unique taste. This dress and this makeup look are absolutely perfect!"

She praised each person one by one, covering all aspects, but it seemed as if she said it casually, and it didn't feel deliberate at all.

The atmosphere between the three of them suddenly became warm. After exchanging greetings, Zou Zhifei specifically called her personal maid and asked her to take the three of them to Yufeixuan.

Xue Rongrong rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "Fei Fei, you are the host today and you have a lot to do. It would be nice if we could help you entertain the guests here."

"Of course that's fine. I'm just afraid of neglecting you."

"What are you talking about? With our friendship, do we really need to be so formal?"

Zou Zhifei smiled faintly.

They are regular guests at various gatherings in the capital.

Given their backgrounds, there is no guest they don’t know, and they don’t have to worry about recognizing the wrong person and being rude.

Qi Mingyu said softly, "Rongrong, didn't you say you wanted to see Jiayao? Why are you lying here and refusing to leave?"

Xue Rongrong also whispered, "It's so fun here. No matter who comes, we'll be the first to see them!"

As they were talking, another noble lady arrived. The four of them stood together, all in gorgeous clothes and beautiful faces, like a painting.

At this moment, a carriage stopped at the door. Seeing the emblem on the carriage, Xue Rongrong's face immediately changed: "She's really here!"

That was the carriage from Prince An’s mansion.

There were rumors a few days ago that Prince An had fallen ill again and was in a coma. Of course, the person who came could only be that country bumpkin.

Bah, she is such an unfaithful woman. Prince An is sick, yet she still dresses up to attend the Spring Banquet.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing a face with delicate features. The face was not as delicate, tender and fair as the skin of an ordinary noble lady, but it was not much different.

Qi Mingyu was a little surprised: "Rongrong, Princess An seems to be much whiter than the last time we saw her!"

"The country bumpkin doesn't need to bask in the sun anymore. Now that she's entered Prince An's Mansion and become the master, she'll naturally become fairer! The skin on her face is so rough and dark, how can it be any better?" Xue Rongrong sneered.

Qi Mingyu felt that this was not right. The last time she saw her, although she also used rouge, her face was obviously rough. It was just that her facial features were so beautiful that people could ignore the roughness.

He grew up doing hard labor in the countryside, and that kind of roughness cannot be cured in just one or two months.

How did Yan Xining do it?

Prince An must have bought the best facial cream and powder for her. How could Prince An be so nice to a country girl?

She bit her lower lip lightly, turned to look at Xue Rongrong, and said softly, "But to have achieved such an effect in such a short time, you can be considered a natural beauty!"

"Naturally beautiful? Does she deserve it?" Xue Rongrong pulled Yan Xueqi over and said, "Xueqi is a naturally beautiful woman!"

Zou Zhifei looked at her with a smile: "I'll go to greet her, are you guys coming?"

Xue Rongrong curled her lips: "She is not worthy of me to greet her, she is rude and has no manners! Feifei, you don't have to pay attention to her, look at her shameless face showing up here. I'm afraid she won't even be able to find anyone she knows after walking around!" As she said that, she laughed.

"After all, she is the princess! Rongrong, please be careful with your words!" Qi Mingyu stopped her.

Yan Xining had just gotten off the carriage when he saw Yan Xueqi and the others over there. Naturally, he also saw the malice in Yan Xueqi and Xue Rongrong's eyes.

Qi Mingyu, on the other hand, smiled at her from a distance.

Zou Zhifei quickly approached and bowed, "Greetings, Princess An! I'm honored to have you here!"

"Miss Zou is so beautiful, and this garden is beautiful too. This is my first time attending such a party, and I really made the right choice!" Yan Xining replied with a smile.

Zou Zhifei is worthy of being a lady from the Prime Minister's Mansion. She knows when to act and when to retreat, and speaks very considerately.

Even though Yan Xining said this, she smiled and responded: "Then Princess can come often when she is free. There are many good places in the capital. When you get familiar with it, you will know that this garden is not the best!"

Qi Mingyu also came forward and said, "Greetings, Princess An. I wonder if you remember that we met before!"

Behind her, followed by a very reluctant Xue Rongrong. Yan Xueqi paused, then remembered her father's instructions. She also walked over and called out dryly, "Sister!"

Yan Xining's eyes swept across their faces. "Isn't smashing Miss Xue's carriage that day enough to scare Miss Qi?"

Zou Zhifei blinked, as if she had heard something profound. Smashing the carriage? No wonder Xue Rongrong was so furious and so blunt in her words.

She felt a little amused. The Duke of Ju's Mansion really doted on Xue Rongrong too well. Even if Prince An faded out of the court, it would be almost impossible for him to get close to that position in the future. But the prince was still a prince after all, and the prince's wife was also the daughter-in-law of the royal family.

Isn't she afraid of bringing disaster to the Duke of Ju's Mansion by speaking and acting like this?

Of course, she wouldn't remind me.

Qi Mingyu immediately said, "Of course not. It was just a misunderstanding that day. We are grateful that you don't blame me, Princess. You look better now, Princess. I guess His Highness is feeling better now, right?"

Yan Xining hummed and touched her face: "Do you look better? You look whiter, right? It seems the facial cream I used is working!"

Zou Zhifei's eyes moved and she took a quick look. Yan Xining had delicate skin, which was completely different from the rough and dark skin that Xue Rongrong had described before.

She smiled and said, "The facial cream used by the princess must be excellent."

"It's really good. After using it, my skin becomes soft, white, elastic, and moisturized. It's very nourishing. A friend of mine made it, and I got some from her and put it in Huarongju. There aren't many left, so if you're interested, you can go and take a look."

Yan Xining remained calm and advertised her shop without blinking.

When Yan Xueqi heard the three words "Huarongju", she almost couldn't control her temper.

In the past, the best rouge and facial creams in Huarongju were sent to Weiyuan Marquis Mansion for her to select, and there were even two master chefs who developed facial creams specifically for her.

But when Yan Xining took over the shop, all this was gone.

Even when she went to Huarongju to pick up the goods some time ago, she still had to pay! She was so angry that she left in a huff.

Xue Rongrong interrupted, "Isn't Huarongju owned by the wife of Marquis Weiyuan?" Because of Yan Xueqi, they would also go there to buy some rouge every month.

Yan Xining glanced at her and said indifferently: "Oh, that was my late mother's dowry, and now it's my dowry. If you don't believe me, ask my dear sister!"