The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

"Do you think Feng Yu is someone who can be easily taught a lesson? Don't forget, he earned his title as a general through his own battles." An Mi frowned. She naturally wanted to teach Feng Yu a lesson, but the time was not yet ripe.

She remained calm and patient at this moment, but that didn't mean she was afraid of Feng Yu or the Feng family. Her temporary forbearance allowed her to accumulate more strength, and when the opportunity came, she would seize it without hesitation and deliver a heavy blow to the other side.

Yifei narrowed her clear eyes, and a sharp glint shot out. "Miss, Liuguang and I are not ordinary maids either."

They disguised themselves as maids by An Mi's side, hiding everything to avoid arousing suspicion. These days of hiding were making her feel suffocated. They were their master's sharp blades, ready to be drawn at any time. At this moment, as long as it did not involve the overall situation or their master, what harm would it do for the two of them to teach Feng Yu a lesson?

Seeing the gleam in the eyes of the two women, An Mi knew that since they had said so, they were confident and had probably made up their minds. She didn't say anything more and tacitly approved of them. However, at the end, An Mi still didn't forget to remind them, "Don't cause trouble for your master."

Liu Guang's lips curled up slightly as she said teasingly, "Miss cares about Master, we know that, and we will certainly not cause Master any trouble."

Liu Guang and Yi Fei exchanged a knowing smile, their expression incredibly ambiguous. An Mi glared at the two of them, her face suddenly turning slightly red. The two women laughed even more heartily.

The next morning, An Mi heard a piece of news: when General Feng rode his warhorse into the palace, the horse suddenly became frightened on the street and went berserk. It ran wildly, and even its owner, General Feng, could not control it. He himself did not have time to avoid the mad horse and was injured by it. He was kicked in the chest by the horse's hoof and vomited a lot of blood. The warhorse also died on the spot.

After this incident, Empress Feng personally left the palace and went with the imperial physicians to the villa where Feng Yu was staying. Although he was not seriously injured, he still had to stay in bed for quite some time before he could get up.

Upon hearing this news, An Mi's lips unconsciously curled up. Without even thinking, she knew who was behind it. Feng Yu had indeed suffered a considerable loss, not only losing his beloved warhorse but also sustaining a significant injury. It should be noted that General Feng rarely suffered injuries on the battlefield, yet Yi Fei and Liu Guang had managed to inflict such a defeat on him.

Even An Mi had to re-evaluate the abilities of these two maids. Bai Yi's people were truly not to be underestimated. She wondered, if Liu Guang and Yi Fei were like this, then what about the others under Bai Yi?

Just then, she saw Bai Yi walking towards her with a gentle expression, his eyes seeming to drown An Mi.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Bai Yi sipped his tea and silently watched An Mi, who sat in front of the embroidery frame, embroidering. The two were in the same scene, like a beautiful picture, exceptionally harmonious.

Suddenly, Bai Yi stood up and slowly walked behind An Mi. An Mi thought he was just coming closer to watch her embroidery, so she didn't pay much attention to Bai Yi. However, she didn't notice that Bai Yi had a white jade hairpin in his hand. The hairpin was snow-white and crystal clear. Although it was simple, the craftsmanship of the jade hairpin was obviously very exquisite.

With a smile in his eyes, Bai Yi gently inserted the white jade hairpin into An Mi's hair. When An Mi felt it, she immediately stopped what she was doing, raised her hand to touch it, and felt the extra jade hairpin in her hair. An Mi instantly understood.

“Bai Yi…” An Mi frowned. In Rong Jincheng, he noticed that one of his earrings was missing. Afterwards, he took her to all the jewelry shops in Rong Jincheng. In the end, he even asked a specialist to make a pair of earrings for her. Although she liked them, she dared not wear them often, for fear that her actions would make Bai Yi think even more.

Now he's doing it again...

"You really do suit me well." Bai Yi interrupted An Mi before she finished speaking, squatted down, and began to admire her from his own perspective.

An Mi felt a little awkward under his gaze. Ever since that night, she couldn't keep up her composure under his watchful eyes. Even when she couldn't sleep, the image of Bai Yi's domineering kiss that night kept replaying in her mind, which led to even more severe insomnia. How could this man have such a profound influence on her without her even realizing it?

Bai Yi seemed satisfied, a smile playing on his lips. He then stood up and spoke in a low voice, but his tone was domineering: "From now on, you must wear this white jade hairpin at all times. Also, tomorrow is the Ghost Festival, so be careful in everything you do."

An Mi paused slightly. Yes, tomorrow was the Ghost Festival. After the Ghost Festival, her mission would be complete. However, for some reason, she had a premonition that something unusual would happen on the Ghost Festival tomorrow...

After Bai Yi left Yanfu Palace, An Mi reached out and stroked the white jade hairpin in her hair, staring at the spot where the figure outside the door had disappeared. She couldn't come back to her senses for a long time. She wanted to take the hairpin off, but when she thought of what Bai Yi had just said, she gave up the idea.

That evening, Anmi had all the concubines' clothes delivered to their respective palaces. The concubines from each palace sent gifts of varying value, but all of them sent their personal maids to express their gratitude to Anmi.

Empress Feng did not instruct her to make clothes, but she did ask her to embroider a handkerchief. After receiving the handkerchief, Empress Feng instructed Hanyu to send some exquisite pastries to Anmi as a token of gratitude. Anmi thought of Empress Feng, and her eyes flickered. She would never eat the things Empress Feng sent. To her, Empress Feng was not a friend!

Just as he was about to instruct Liuguang to take the pastries away and put them away, he heard Consort Rong's voice coming from outside...

"Anmi, thank goodness you're not asleep. I thought you'd already be resting by the time I arrived. Luckily, I made it in time." Consort Rong walked in with a smile, her steps appearing very large, but upon closer inspection, one could see her cautiousness.

An Mi's gaze fell on Consort Rong's lower abdomen. Her belly was not yet obvious, and there was no news of Consort Rong's pregnancy in the palace. It seemed that she was still keeping this a secret, and Empress Feng was unaware of it either!

Thinking of Empress Feng's previous scheming, An Mi frowned, a hint of sarcasm rising in her heart. With a slight smile, she respectfully asked, "Your Majesty, it's so late. Is there something important that you've come to see me?"

Consort Rong's personal maid, Xinrou, helped her sit down in a chair. Consort Rong beckoned to Anmi to come over. Anmi walked up to Consort Rong, who took her hand and said loudly, "I've come here specifically to thank you. I just saw the clothes you embroidered for me, and I really love them. I was so excited that if I didn't come to thank you in person, I probably wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. Anmi, Anmi, your craftsmanship is truly superb. The palace maids in the Imperial Wardrobe are far inferior to you. I was thinking that after the Ghost Festival, it would be a loss for all of us sisters in the harem if you left. I really can't bear to see you go."