Reborn to marry, the short-lived prince lived a hundred years

Lord Meng's voice was filled with a hint of displeasure as he said in a deep voice, "Why don't you ask Jiaojiao for mercy and let her teach you some tips on how to make money."

A faint smile curled up Meng Tingyue's lips, her eyes filled with casual indifference. "Aren't her methods of making money just about racing against time and putting a little pressure on the workers to get the goods out as soon as possible? Is there any need to learn such simple things?"

Upon hearing this, Lord Meng urged him even more: "Since you are so clear-minded, why don't you hurry up and learn it? This will make your shop more profitable and bring in more income for the Crown Prince's Mansion."

Meng Tingyue shook her head lightly, looking unconcerned: "Haste makes waste, good things are never too late."

Meng Qingjiao's brows furrowed slightly upon hearing this, a hint of displeasure crossing her face. "Sister, what do you mean by that? Are you implying that if I rush to produce new goods, I'll compromise on quality and cut corners?"

"Even if you're unhappy with me, why would you insult me ​​so harshly? As a businessman, reputation is paramount. If you want to criticize me, I'm happy to do so. But please don't tarnish my integrity and reputation as a businessman."

Meng Qingjiao's heart rippled with emotion as she pondered: What exactly did Meng Tingyue mean by this? Could it be that she had discovered some unknown secret? Or... had someone she secretly assigned tampered with my Ningxiang Pills?

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant, and an inexplicable sense of crisis quietly arose. She secretly made up her mind that when she returned, she would carefully check whether there was anyone hiding in the shop who was secretly lurked by Meng Tingyue.

Faced with her almost unreasonable words, Meng Tingyue raised an eyebrow slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "I'm just talking nonsense, don't take it seriously."

"Okay, okay, stop making trouble." Lord Meng interrupted the argument between the two with a look of annoyance.

Then he turned his gaze to Meng Tingyue, his tone tinged with reproach, "Tingyue, Jiaojiao is your sister after all. Can't you be more tolerant and give in to her?"

Hearing this, Meng Tingyue's smile faded a little, and there was a barely perceptible chill in her voice: "If I have to consider her feelings before every word I say, then I might as well just keep my mouth shut and say nothing."

After she finished speaking, she remained silent, took a sip of the tea beside her, and savored it carefully.

The taste is even worse than the one in the mansion, she thought to herself.

At this moment, Meng Qingjiao was chatting and laughing with Lord Meng and Madam Meng, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious. Just at this moment, a servant hurried into the courtyard, breaking the tranquility.

"Master, Madam, there is a man outside the mansion who claims to be the prince's attendant and wants to ask the young lady to return home."

Upon hearing this, Lord Meng's gaze suddenly turned to Meng Tingyue.

Meng Tingyue slowly stood up and bowed slightly to Lord Meng, "Perhaps His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has something important to discuss. I will take my leave first."

Lord Meng nodded slightly, his tone gentle yet authoritative: "Now that Your Highness has found what he wished for, please return home as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Meng Qingjiao's eyes flickered with sincerity, and she said softly, "I still have a few carefully crafted incense pills here. If you don't mind, you might as well take a few."

Meng Tingyue glanced sideways, her tone carrying a barely perceptible detachment: "I appreciate your kindness, but it's better for you to keep those scented pills with you."

"Seeing that Dad was so fond of my sister's things, I thought he might not be interested in the little things I brought back, so I took them back."

After saying that, Meng Tingyue slowly stood up, walked away with light steps, and the two maids Qingdian and Qinglan followed closely behind her, holding two exquisitely carved small gift boxes in their hands, and walked away.

When Lord Meng saw her leaving with the gift, a nameless fire suddenly ignited in his heart.

"What kind of attitude is this? She took the things she sent back intact. Who is so bold as to teach her to treat her own biological father like this?" Lord Meng's tone was full of indignation and confusion.

Seeing this, Madam Meng hurried forward, gently caressed his chest, and softly comforted him, "Husband, please don't get upset over this. Tingyue is still young, and it's natural for her to be a little willful. She definitely didn't mean to do this."

"She's already married, how can she still be young? If you say young, Jiaojiao is a few days younger than her. But Jiaojiao is much more sensible than her." Lord Meng still couldn't hide his displeasure, and there was a hint of blame and disappointment in his words.

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Qinglan was standing aside, holding the exquisite little box in her hands, muttering to herself, "I thought the Crown Princess would really keep such a good thing in the mansion."

A hint of sarcasm appeared on Meng Tingyue's lips. "They don't deserve it. I have to keep such a good thing for myself."

She was just there for the formality and had no intention of leaving anything behind.

She gently raised her hand, her fingertips touching the exquisitely decorated box, and ordered, "Let's go to the Jingbei Palace."

As the carriage from the Crown Prince's Mansion slowly approached, it finally stopped steadily in front of the majestic lintel of the Jingbei Palace. A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the gate guard, and he hurriedly sent someone in to inform Princess Jingbei.

Princess Jingbei was listening to Chen Luo playing the piano in her mansion. When she heard these words, she stood up from her rocking chair in shock.

"What did you say? The prince actually came to visit in person? But the prince hasn't returned home yet." There was a hint of disbelief in her voice.

The servant bowed his head and said firmly, "Reporting to the princess, I saw it with my own eyes, and it is undoubtedly the carriage and horses from the Crown Prince's Mansion."

Princess Jingbei thought for a moment, then ordered, "Go and welcome them into the hall immediately. Do not delay in the slightest. Send someone else to inform the prince and the crown prince of this matter at full speed."

"As you wish." The servant responded and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." Chen Luo gently called out to Princess Jingbei, who was about to go back to her room to change clothes. His eyes were deep, as if he had sensed something. "The person who came this time might not be the Crown Prince himself."

"Not His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Princess Jingbei frowned slightly and asked, "You mean the Crown Princess is here?"

Chen Luo nodded slightly, his expression calm as he explained, "Princess Luo Jia's last 'Fragrance Testing Banquet' was held for the Ningxiang Cream sold by the Crown Princess. I spoke a few words on her behalf at the banquet that day, and I think she came here for this matter."

Upon hearing this, Princess Jingbei felt a huge weight lifted off her chest. She patted her chest gently and smiled as if relieved. "As long as it's not the Crown Prince himself, it's fine. But even if it were, I would still need to change my clothes to show respect."

After the servant confirmed that it was the Crown Princess who came, not the Crown Prince, Princess Jingbei was completely relieved. She patted Chen Luo's hand and said, "You go to the front hall to entertain the Crown Princess first, I will come later."