The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

"It is a bit urgent!" Bai Yi frowned and said in a deep voice, "Then I'll trouble you to try your best to finish it as soon as possible."

An Mi nodded, but seemed a little absent-minded. If Bai Yi was in such a hurry to return to the capital, then their time together would be very short.

Anmi, what are you thinking about? Baiyi is gone, and no one will disturb your heart anymore. Could it be that you still can't bear to see him go?

"Oh, right, it would be best to have one men's outfit and one women's outfit." Bai Yi spoke again, glancing at An Mi. "You'd better hurry, or I won't bother you any longer."

After saying that, Bai Yi strode out of the room.

An Mi stared blankly at Bai Yi's retreating figure. One was men's clothing, the other women's clothing? She knew the men's clothing was meant for the current emperor, but what about the women's clothing?

"Miss, is the Prince of Bohai really leaving? What will happen to you then?" Shuangyue snapped out of her daze, her brows furrowed. The Prince hadn't mentioned anything about how to settle Miss's affairs at all. If the Prince was leaving, he should be taking Miss with him!

An Mi twitched the corners of her mouth, cleared her mind of thoughts, and glanced at Shuang Yue. "What do you mean, 'what should we do about Miss'? You little brat, instead of wasting your time thinking about all that nonsense, you should prepare the fabric and needles for me. You can prepare the fabric for the women's clothes, and I'll have Cheng Ying prepare the men's clothes when I get to Shengshi Lieyan."

Anmi gave the instructions and, without delay, quickly finished tidying up and left the room.

Over the next few days, whether amidst the raging flames of the prosperous era or after returning to the An residence, An Mi did not waste a single second, constantly embroidering.

In just four days, the two or more garments were almost finished. During these days, Bai Yi seemed to have disappeared and did not appear in front of An Mi. On the fifth day, both garments were completed. An Mi looked at the garments laid out in front of her and did not notice that her brows were tightly furrowed.

If I send these clothes over, Bai Yi should leave soon!

Leaving? The thought of those two words evoked a strange feeling in my heart.

However, even if it is not sent today, Bai Yi will eventually have to return to the capital.

Taking a deep breath, An Mi seemed to have made up her mind. She picked up two pieces of clothing and was about to go out, but then, as if remembering something, she stopped in her tracks. After a moment of contemplation, An Mi finally called Cheng Ying over.

"Miss, are you going to the residence of the King of Bohai?" Cheng Ying asked softly, as she naturally knew that the King of Bohai was returning to the capital.

An Mi gave a slight smile and handed the brocade box containing the clothes to Cheng Ying. "I won't go. You can take it to the Prince of Bohai."

“But, young lady…” Cheng Ying was slightly taken aback. She should deliver it there? How could that be?

"Alright, I'm so exhausted from embroidering these two garments these past few days, I don't have the strength to make the trip myself. You're my confidante, it doesn't matter whether you deliver it or I do." An Mi rubbed her forehead, walked to the couch, and lay down.

"But..." How can this be the same? Even if the King of Bohai is returning to the capital, shouldn't he want to see the young lady?

An Mi waved her hand at Cheng Ying, indicating that she didn't need to say anything more.

Cheng Ying sighed and finally went out the door.

Inside the Prince of Bohai's villa, Bai Yi looked at the two garments in the brocade box, then glanced at Cheng Ying. Seeing her hesitant expression, Bai Yi's eyes narrowed slightly. "Speak freely!"

Cheng Ying was slightly taken aback. She met Bai Yi's eyes but no longer hesitated. "The prince has returned to the capital. What will happen to the girl?"

Bai Yi noticed Cheng Ying's expression change, and as he stroked the clothes in the brocade box, a slight smile appeared on his lips. "What do you think I should do with her? That woman can't be controlled without some effort!"

At this moment, the smile on Bai Yi's lips was clearly calculated, like a fox waiting for its prey to fall into a pit.

Cheng Ying wasn't stupid. She caught a glimpse of the sly smile in Bai Yi's eyes, frowned, and pondered to herself. However, she still couldn't figure out what the Prince of Bohai was thinking. But one thing Cheng Ying understood, and a smile appeared on her lips. She felt much more relaxed. "Your Highness, you won't leave the young lady, will you?"

Bai Yi smiled but remained silent, which only confirmed Cheng Ying's suspicions. She frowned slightly and spoke again slowly, "Miss, you are not entirely indifferent to the Prince. Although I don't know why you reject the Prince, I know that your rejection is not directed at him. If it were anyone else, you might not even give them a second glance. So, if you truly care for me, please wait for me and let me slowly open my heart to you."

Bai Yi lowered his brows; was he truly indifferent?

The image of her subtle reaction when he told her he was going back to Beijing flashed through his mind, and the tenderness in her eyes grew even stronger.

"Miss Cheng Ying, what do you think about developing the Shengshi Lieyan industry in the capital?" Bai Yi asked with a half-smile.

“You mean…” Cheng Ying was taken aback, then suddenly understood. It turned out that the prince had already made arrangements for the young lady. “That is naturally good. The Fiery Dynasty should not be confined to a small Rongjin City. The young lady is the same. A woman like her deserves a wider world.”

"Heh! I'm not doing this so that she can have a wider world." Bai Yi chuckled. What he wanted was for her to stay by his side. With each other, they would be each other's world.

Seeing Bai Yi's longing expression, Cheng Ying lowered her brows, covered her mouth and chuckled. It seemed that she didn't need to worry about the young lady's affairs. Perhaps, what she should be doing was figuring out how to bring the Prosperous Flame into the capital!

This is no easy task; she needs to think it over carefully.

Cheng Ying said she had something to attend to and took her leave. Bai Yi, who was left behind, stared at the clothes in the brocade box for a long time. Uncle Ji waited by his side for the King of Bohai's instructions. Finally, his eyes, which shone like obsidian, narrowed and his deep, resonant voice flowed out, "Send this women's clothing, along with the letter I wrote earlier, back to the capital as fast as possible. Have Shao Shang deliver it to the First Prince."

Uncle Ji was slightly taken aback. Having served the prince for many years, he could naturally guess the prince's intention in having Miss Anmi rush to make these two garments. However, he still couldn't figure out the prince's thoughts. "Your Highness, isn't this men's clothing a gift for the Emperor?"

"Fine, I don't believe that this garment, once it falls into the hands of my eldest brother, can even reach Father." Bai Yi said with a half-smile. He hadn't forgotten Qing Lan's feelings for An Mi, but this time, he had no choice but to join forces with Qing Lan. Only in this way could he force An Mi to come to the capital!

Uncle Ji suddenly realized, and then he heard Bai Yi's voice again, "Take this garment and alter it to fit me."

This garment was originally meant for him, wasn't it?