The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

But how could Liu Xu, who killed Young Master Mei, be related to Miss Yan?

She thought this to herself, but she knew that even if this matter had nothing to do with Miss Yan, the danger Miss Yan posed to the Liu family was still not to be underestimated.

An Mi watched with satisfaction as Madam Liu's face darkened, feeling an unusual sense of pleasure. In her previous life, Madam Liu had been so high and mighty, enjoying a life of success and prosperity. But who could have imagined that in this life, she would have to endure the calamity of imprisonment? Ha! The imperial prison was not a comfortable or peaceful place for Madam Liu!

An Mi gave Madam Liu a deep look, making no attempt to hide the schadenfreude in her eyes, before turning to the Prefectural Governor, "Prefectural Governor, you've worked hard to maintain order in Rongjin City!"

Having said that, he lowered the curtain, blocking Madam Liu's jealous gaze, and ordered the coachman to continue forward. Madam Liu, left behind, could only wait fiercely for the carriage to gradually disappear into the distance, almost grinding her teeth to powder.

When Madam Liu and Liu Xuan were sent to prison, An Mi had already returned to Shengshi Lieyan. She didn't stay long, until it was getting dark, before heading to the An residence.

Feng Xianglan, who had been watching the Flourishing Flame from afar, saw Miss Yan leave and get into a carriage. She quietly followed her. When they arrived at an inn, the carriage stopped. Miss Yan got off the carriage and went into the inn. Feng Xianglan waited outside, but her doubts continued to grow.

Do Miss Yan stay at the inn?

For some reason, she felt it didn't look like it. Just as she was pondering this, a familiar figure appeared in her sight. An Mi? Who else could it be but An Mi? She was absolutely certain she wouldn't mistake that face!

But how did Anmi end up coming out of this inn?

After watching An Mi leave the inn and walk off in a certain direction, Feng Xianglan's doubts only grew. Once An Mi was out of sight, Feng Xianglan turned her gaze back to the inn. If Miss Yan was really staying at this inn, she probably wouldn't be coming out tonight, and there was no need for her to follow her. Thinking back to today, she had secretly observed Miss Yan all day amidst the excitement of the silk reeling and weaving workshops opening, but apart from seeing the Prince of Bohai constantly fawning over Miss Yan, she hadn't gotten anything out of it.

The image of Bai Yi's handsome face flashed in her mind. Feng Xianglan bit her lip unwillingly, and a fierce glint shot out in her eyes. Miss Yan?

What she can't have, Miss Yan can't have either!

With the King of Bohai being so attentive, she would surely find a chance to prevent that Miss Yan from enjoying his favor. Thinking of this, the coldness in Feng Xianglan's eyes quickly dissipated. She took a deep look at the inn's entrance, turned around, and disappeared into the deepening twilight...

Upon returning to Anmi's courtyard at the An residence, Anmi saw Shuangyue anxiously standing at the gate, looking around. Upon seeing her, Shuangyue immediately came to greet her.

"Miss, you're finally back." Frosty Moon's face finally lit up with joy. If her mistress hadn't returned, she didn't know if she could have managed to cope.

"What's the matter that's causing you such a panic?" An Mi asked, frowning.

"Miss, Master just sent someone to say that you should have dinner in the hall tonight. He just sent someone to urge you, and Shuangyue could only make excuses to delay. It's past dinnertime now. If you don't go soon, Master will probably be angry." Shuangyue pushed Anmi, urging her to go to the hall quickly. She wasn't worried about anything else, but she was afraid that Master would find out that Miss was secretly going out every day.

An Mi frowned slightly but said nothing. Pushed by Shuang Yue, she walked towards the hall, secretly pondering to herself. Usually, her dinner was brought to her room and she ate alone. But today, An Yuefeng asked her to have dinner in the hall. Knowing An Yuefeng as she did, she thought this was no simple matter.

What is his purpose?

An Mi's eyes flickered. Some time ago, her father had taken her around to visit business partners and clients, and his words were full of implications that her relationship with the Prince of Bohai was unusual. An Mi knew his intentions and let him spread the word. However, in recent days, as the Prince of Bohai paid more and more attention to Miss Yan, the outside world clearly felt that Miss Yan was more favored by the Prince of Bohai, and gradually forgot about the matter between the second young lady of the An family and the Prince of Bohai. The result of this was naturally An Yuefeng's defeat.

He had originally intended to exploit An Mi's relationship with the King of Bohai, but in the end, he discovered that his bargaining chips weren't as effective as he had imagined. This left An Yuefeng feeling frustrated. In recent days, An Yuefeng had rarely taken An Mi out, and his attitude towards her was no longer as warm as when he was using her. And today…

When Anmi arrived at the hall, she saw a table full of dishes and people sitting around it. She couldn't help but frown. The bowls and chopsticks in front of each person were quietly placed without being touched. Were they waiting for someone?

As An Mi was thinking this, someone gave her the answer the next moment. When An Yuefeng saw An Mi come in, he immediately said warmly, "Quick, come sit down next to your father. Today, your father ordered the chef to make all the dishes you like."

An Mi raised her beautiful eyebrows and obediently walked over, sitting down next to An Yuefeng. Her gaze swept over the table full of dishes. Ah! They really were all her favorites!

The weasel is paying New Year's greetings to the chicken, and An Yuefeng's attitude towards her has suddenly become warm again. I'm afraid he doesn't have any good intentions!

An Mi thought this to herself, but on the surface she remained calm and smiled, "Thank you, Father. I've kept everyone waiting. Please eat."

"Hmph, it's true, we've been waiting a long time. Look, the dishes on the table are all cold! Second sister, you've been delayed for so long, you weren't up to something bad, were you?" An Xinlian said coldly, her heart filled with jealousy because of An Yuefeng's enthusiasm for An Mi. Especially since last time she clearly found a man in An Mi's room, but An Mi had fooled her, she felt even more resentful. These days, the repression in her heart had made her extremely uncomfortable. Tonight, so many people were waiting for An Mi alone, why?!

An Mi glanced at An Xinlian, "What bad things could I possibly do? You can't just say things like that, Miss!"

“You…” An Xinlian’s anger surged even more as she looked at An Mi’s indifferent attitude.

However, she had barely uttered a single word when An Yuefeng glared at her fiercely, followed by a stern rebuke...

"Such a big table of food, and it still can't shut your mouth? If you don't want to eat, then get back to your room." An Yuefeng coldly reprimanded. These days, An Xinlian had been behaving herself in the mansion, but how could he not see the resentment in her heart? His An family needed useful people, and after the last incident, An Xinlian had salvaged her reputation somewhat, but when others mentioned An Xinlian, they would probably think of her mother, Yu Fangfei, as well as Yu Fangfei's viciousness and the scandals of their An family. To him now, An Xinlian was nothing but a piece of trash, so naturally he didn't give her a good look.