The abandoned concubine who transmigrated woke up shouting "Long live the widow!"

"Ye Muchen, do I need someone else to tell me what to do? You and I have an irreconcilable blood feud for killing my father. I didn't expect to leave alive after falling into your hands. But, Ye Muchen, I'm not reconciled, I'm really not reconciled. How come you're so lucky to have escaped time and time again!" Ning Yushu said viciously.

“You’re right! I’m so lucky to have married such a wonderful queen. She saved me twice. But you will never have the chance to see the sun rise again,” Ye Muchen said.

Ning Yushu sneered, "My world collapsed the day my father died. In my eyes, even sunlight is gray. I hate myself for not being able to kill you. The victor is king, the loser is villain. Kill me if you want!"

"Since you are so eager to die, I will grant your wish and ensure that you will never harm innocent people again, such as Xiangguo from the Prince Duan's mansion. As for your father, he deserved to die. In those years, he gave Consort Xian so many bad ideas that caused the Emperor's concubines to kill each other, and even several princes and princesses were poisoned. He deserved to die!" Ye Muchen said.

“You were born into the royal family, do you know the suffering of us common people? Besides, which servant doesn’t try to please his master? For his own purposes, he would even harm his own body. My father only entered the palace for my grandmother and me,” Ning Yushu said resentfully, his eyes filled with hatred that seemed to leap out of their sockets.

"So, does that mean he can aid and abet evil?" Ye Muchen asked loudly.

"There are hundreds or even thousands of servants in the palace. If they were all like your father, wouldn't the palace become a den of demons? It seems you're not a good person at heart!"

Ning Yushu, now somewhat frantic, shouted, "So you can kick my father and break his ribs, and that broken bone damaged his internal organs and he died? You disregard human life, are the lives of ordinary people as insignificant as ants?"

"I've said it before, your father deserved to die! So did you!" After saying that, Ye Muchen turned around and left the tent, made a gesture to the guards, and then left with Gao Chi and the other two.

Jingxue spent the entire afternoon looking at these materials until her head was spinning. She summarized them over and over again with a pen, finally distilling down the main products and their prices.

Meanwhile, in the leap month, he tirelessly played with his Transformers motorcycle, going round and round in the yard.

The Cangbei Division also received news that Princess Zhan would be participating in the negotiations.

Grand Preceptor Ulindaku and the Seventh Prince discussed countermeasures. They were also very annoyed by the deadlock in the negotiations. These officials of Beiye were really too dogmatic and didn't know how to be flexible at all.

"Seventh Prince, Emperor Beiye values ​​Princess Zhan so highly, it seems he knows she is a lucky star. However, we cannot do a losing business," said the Grand Preceptor.

Wanyan Junhui was also furious. He had initiated the trade negotiations, and if they failed, he would not only be ridiculed by the princes when he returned to Cangbei, but his father would also be disappointed in him, making his future path very difficult.

“That Princess Consort Zhan is indeed no ordinary woman. Although she has a sharp tongue, she should be a reasonable person. However, I feel that the Emperor of Beiye doesn’t value her, but rather uses her more. Can we try to sow discord between them?” Wanyan Junhui said.

The Grand Preceptor shook his head. "Absolutely not. The Princess Consort of Zhan is not someone you or I can sow discord with. Even if we were to sow discord, it would be with the ministers. Think about it, the Princess Consort of Zhan is here to discuss border trade between the two countries. This shows the ministers' incompetence. Let them fight amongst themselves so that we can benefit!"

"The Imperial Advisor is right!" Wanyan Junhui nodded and said.

The next day, Jingxue took Runyue and Yingsi out the door.

Because the Imperial Guards had already announced the time, they saw Wanyan Junhao riding a balance bike as soon as they stepped outside.

During the leap month, she rode a small motorcycle; the little girl was finally allowed to ride it outside the yard.

That was truly "a pleasant mood at 80 miles per hour!"

With a "whoosh!" it rushed past the delegation.

Wanyan Junhao watched Runyue's retreating figure and wondered, "What's this new thing? How come it runs even faster than mine?"

At this moment, Jingxue walked over with Ying Si. Wanyan Junhao rode a balance bike and approached Jingxue, saying, "Princess Consort Zhan, what is your little girl riding?"

Jingxue didn't stop, casually saying, "That's a motorcycle!"

"How come that's faster than my hoverboard? No way, I don't want this one anymore, give me a refund, I want that motorcycle!" Wanyan Junhao said.

"Return the goods? You're dreaming! There's no such thing as a return policy for the goods I sell. You're playing the seven-day no-reason game with me!" Jingxue rolled her eyes at Wanyan Junhao.

"But that one runs even faster!" Wanyan Junhao truly felt he had been deceived.

"I never said that the one you're riding is the fastest in the world! Stay away from me!"

Wanyan Junhao immediately blocked Jingxue's path. "No, you have to return this and I'll buy a new one!"

"You can buy that one, but I won't give you a refund for this balance scooter! A good dog doesn't block the way! Get out of the way!" Jingxue flicked her sleeve, and Wanyan Junhao's balance scooter veered forward beyond his control.

"Ouch..." Wanyan Junhao struggled a few times and almost fell flat on his face, but luckily he managed to steady himself.

He quickly swiped back, pointed at Jingxue, and said, "Is Beiye so untrustworthy? Sending someone like you to negotiate border trade? Bah!"

Jingxue stopped and looked at this big idiot. "Is there a quality problem with my car?"

"No, not at all!" Wanyan Junhao said, forcing a smile. He had been riding the balance bike for the past two days and it felt really good, but he just wanted that little car that could "whoosh" away in a flash.

"You didn't tell me you wanted a refund, so what? Are you trying to play dumb with me? What do you think Bei Ye is? Do you think you can just take back what you said? You Cang Bei deliberately sent a scoundrel like you to negotiate border trade, bah! If you keep arguing with me, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Jingxue was genuinely angry. Damn it, in business, it's a willing buyer and a willing seller! This balance scooter may be expensive, but she didn't force him to buy it. Why is he coming to her looking for a way to back out?

No way!

The Imperial Advisor and the Seventh Prince were both helpless when they saw Wanyan Junhao's discomfiture. This man just doesn't learn his lesson, and no matter how much they reminded him, it was no use!

The item was good, but it was definitely not worth five thousand taels of silver. They had talked about it to him these past two days, but Wanyan Junhao thought they were just envious and jealous of him, so the Imperial Preceptor and the Seventh Prince stopped paying attention to him.

"Hmph! Fine, I won't refund you then. I have plenty of money. How much is your little carriage? I'll buy it." Wanyan Junhao said huffyly.

Jingxue said playfully, "You want to buy, but I don't want to sell! I don't have many of those cars to begin with. I'll hold an auction someday, and I'll sell to whoever offers the highest price!"

“You…” Wanyan Junhao did not expect Jingxue to say that.

Jingxue ignored him and continued walking forward.