The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

As soon as An Mi left, Feng Yu walked up to Yi Zhuxuan, his tone tinged with displeasure, "What? Making friends in this palace? Hmph, don't forget what I asked you to do."

Yi Zhuxuan froze, her heart filled with fear at the sight of this seemingly refined man. No one knew his true nature better than her. Recalling their first meeting and that brutal massacre, Yi Zhuxuan couldn't help but shudder.

"This servant knows! This servant dares not forget." Yi Zhuxuan said fearfully, but then a hint of malice flashed in her eyes as she thought of something. Thinking of the tranquility just now, Yi Zhuxuan narrowed her eyes, as if she had finally made a decision, and tentatively asked, "Master, do you know who that woman was just now?"

Feng Yu frowned, but a disdainful smile curled at the corner of his mouth. He had seen plenty of women, including beautiful ones. In fact, even beautiful women didn't necessarily catch his eye. As for that woman from earlier… a figure vaguely appeared in his mind. The face wasn't even very clear, but he remembered that on his first day in the palace, that woman seemed to be in his aunt, the Empress's, palace. "She was just an embroiderer!"

He'd seen plenty of embroiderers!

Yi Zhuxuan, however, said dismissively, "Master, she is no ordinary embroiderer."

Feng Yuli narrowed his eyes, suddenly becoming interested. "Then tell me, how is she any different from ordinary?"

She was only favored by the Empress because of her superb skills, but in the end, she was still just an embroiderer.

Yi Zhuxuan had been following Feng Yu for some time. Although he was unpredictable and hard to understand, she had some understanding of him. For example, her current mood caught Yi Zhuxuan's eye, and a sense of triumph rose in her heart. "Master, how could an ordinary embroiderer win the favor of the Prince of Bohai?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yu's face changed drastically. The gentle demeanor on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a cold expression. His sharp eyes were fixed on Yi Zhuxuan. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke, "Is what you said true?"

“Master, this servant would never dare to deceive you,” Yi Zhuxuan said firmly, her brows furrowed.

Feng Yu's gaze narrowed slightly as he looked up in the direction An Mi had just left. The woman the King of Bohai liked?

Ah, so she wasn't just an ordinary embroiderer after all!

Based on this alone, she can't be ordinary!

For this very reason, he was determined to see this young embroiderer for himself.

Looking at Feng Yu's gloomy and almost eerie eyes, Yi Zhuxuan knew that she had successfully diverted Feng Yu's attention to An Mi. Although Feng Yu was a general, he was not a kind person. Usually, women who caught his eye or attention never had a good ending.

The world only knows that the Feng family is one of the most prestigious families in the Jin Dynasty, but who knows the sordid secrets hidden beneath the family's glory?

Now that An Mi has been targeted by him, she can only hope for the best. Will she be favored by the King of Bohai? That remains to be seen; we'll have to see if she has the fortune to become the Queen Consort of Bohai.

Anmi had just arrived at Yanfu Palace when she felt a chill run through her body. Was it a gust of wind? However, the sun was still shining brightly, and everything was perfectly calm.

An Mi entered Yanfu Palace, where Consort Rong was waiting. Upon seeing An Mi, she immediately rushed forward. "An Mi, you're back! Did Empress Feng summon you again? Humph, she monopolizes you every day. I know exactly what she's up to. She's thinking that you won't have time to embroider, so I won't have anything to wear for the Ghost Festival. That's exactly what she wants. An Mi, you'd better hurry up with my clothes. If you do a good job, I'll reward you, and the Emperor will surely reward you too."

As Consort Rong spoke arrogantly, she pulled An Mi into the embroidery room, seemingly intending to personally oversee An Mi's embroidery. An Mi was pulled into the room, but she found it amusing.

This Consort Rong is far too foolish. How could Empress Feng do something so childish? She must have had another purpose in summoning her. However, it is unclear who Empress Feng's purpose was.

However, An Mi saw Rong Fei's actions but didn't say anything. As Rong Fei wished, An Mi sat down in front of the embroidery frame and began to embroider.

Watching her skillful movements, Consort Rong couldn't help but praise her repeatedly. Suddenly, Consort Rong gagged...

An Mi was slightly taken aback. In her past life, she had given birth to Liu'er and the child who was thrown to his death shortly after birth. She knew all too well what Consort Rong's reaction was like.

Consort Rong is pregnant!

However, I had never heard of this before. Given Consort Rong's personality, if she knew she was pregnant, wouldn't the entire palace know? Then...

"Quickly, quickly summon the imperial physician for me... Ugh..." Consort Rong frowned, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

But before she could finish speaking, An Mi interrupted, "Wait..."

"Wait, wait for what? Can't you see I'm not feeling well?" Consort Rong was arrogant and spoiled; how could she allow a mere embroiderer to make decisions about her affairs?

However, An Mi said sternly, "You're not allowed to go. If you want to go, you have to wait!"

Seeing An Mi's serious expression, Consort Rong realized something. Her gaze towards An Mi changed, and after a moment of silence, she spoke, "Alright, then you should give me a reason."

An Mi's lips curled into a cold smile. The reason? After Consort Rong's words just now, she finally understood. She had been guessing the Empress's purpose in giving her that sachet, and the reason why she summoned her to her palace every day.

Perhaps it wasn't just because of her!

Empress Feng, oh Empress Feng, did they really treat her as a tool?

Consort Rong is currently favored by the emperor, which makes the empress wary. She is even more afraid that this woman will become pregnant with the emperor's child and give birth to a son. Even if the son is unable to compete with the second prince for the throne, it will still be detrimental to the empress's ability to deal with Consort Rong.

Consort Rong's arrogance and reliance on the emperor's favor have likely angered Empress Feng, who is determined to kill her. If Consort Rong falls out of favor, Empress Feng will not give her any chance to recover.

However, if Consort Rong has a child, then her days of being favored will likely last longer, and even if she falls out of favor, things won't be too difficult.

Consort Rong has been very particular about her clothes for the Ghost Festival lately, and she comes to see them several times a day. If Consort Rong is covered in the scent of musk and saffron, it means she is not pregnant. If she smells too much musk, she will hardly get pregnant. If she does get pregnant, she will have a miscarriage!

And then, the blame... the blame will surely fall on her head. Poisoning the concubines and the imperial offspring is a serious crime. Even if An Mi dies ten thousand times, the emperor will not be satisfied!