The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

Han Yu sighed inwardly, secretly looking down on Yang Jingyu, but outwardly remained calm. "Yes, General Feng has high standards. He didn't even fancy Yu Ling'er, but he has his eye on someone else."

Yang Jingyu, who was initially quite pleased with herself and confident that she could make General Feng Yu fall head over heels for her, immediately changed her expression upon hearing that General Feng had taken a liking to another person. "Who? Who is it?"

General Feng has someone in his heart? How come she didn't know?

Yang Jingyu's mind was filled with thoughts of who General Feng had taken a liking to, and her jealousy surged up. "Aunt Hanyu, who exactly is that woman?"

If she finds out who that woman is, she'll definitely make her suffer!

Han Yu observed Yang Jingyu's reaction but did not reveal who the woman was. Instead, she feigned mystery and said, "Miss Yang is a clever woman. With just a little observation, she will naturally know who that woman is. This old servant will refrain from speaking further here, lest the masters find out..."

Han Yu didn't continue speaking. Taking advantage of Yang Jingyu's slight hesitation, she removed Yang Jingyu's hand from her sleeve and turned to walk back in the direction she had come from...

"Aunt Hanyu..." Yang Jingyu came to her senses, but she had already seen that Hanyu had gone far away. The palace servants who had been escorting her had also left with Aunt Hanyu.

Yang Jingyu's mind kept replaying Aunt Hanyu's words, and her eyes narrowed even more. Who exactly was she? To be someone that General Feng Yu cared about so much, that woman must be a vixen!

Thinking of this, Yang Jingyu's jealousy surged. "Hmph, so what if she's a vixen? I'll definitely find her and make her..."

Hmph, a cold glint appeared in Yang Jingyu's eyes. The most urgent task was to find that woman. Aunt Hanyu was right; with her intelligence, finding this woman wouldn't be difficult. Yang Jingyu was full of confidence when suddenly she thought of something, her eyes lighting up. That's right, so many young ladies came to the palace today; perhaps that woman was among them.

Yang Jingyu made a decision. Although the Empress had expelled her, she hadn't left the palace yet, had she? This was a good opportunity; she would find that woman among the young ladies.

As Yang Jingyu was thinking this, she was about to walk towards the Imperial Garden when she saw a man in a tight-fitting outfit walk by not far away. The sword in the man's hand made Yang Jingyu happy. There were not many people who could carry a sword in the palace, and General Feng Yu was one of them.

Yang Jingyu had met Feng Yu before, and seeing the figure ahead, she was 80% certain it was Feng Yu. Almost without thinking, Yang Jingyu quietly followed him...

In the Imperial Garden, the young ladies drank tea, each displaying the demeanor of a refined lady before Empress Feng. When Empress Feng saw Han Yu return, the two exchanged a smile and a glance. Han Yu walked to Empress Feng's side and whispered in her ear, "I have completed all the tasks Your Majesty instructed me to do."

Empress Feng subtly raised the corners of her mouth, lowered her brows, and took a small sip of tea. "I invited you all here today for no particular reason. I was just thinking that since you are all of marriageable age, I was wondering which young talents would be suitable."

Before Empress Feng could finish speaking, the young ladies of the various families blushed and became even more excited.

"In my heart, I do have a rare candidate for a husband, but I don't know which young lady is destined to be his wife." Empress Feng secretly observed the reactions of the young ladies. As expected, when she pressed the young ladies' hands, their originally shy faces showed some doubt and anxiety.

Some people couldn't contain their excitement, saying, "The Empress is so kind. To receive a marriage bestowed by the Empress must be due to the good deeds of our ancestors."

"The talented young man chosen by Her Majesty the Empress must be exceptional. However, we wonder who this young master is..." As soon as someone asked this question, everyone else perked up their ears and listened attentively.

"Hehe..." Empress Feng smiled faintly, revealing nothing. However, this only piqued everyone's interest. Everyone looked at Empress Feng with anticipation, while An Mi silently drank her tea, seemingly uninterested.

Even Sima Yan looked at Empress Feng with more wariness. Empress Feng had previously wanted to bestow An Mi upon the eldest prince as a concubine, so it was hard to guarantee that she wouldn't continue to covet the eldest prince.

Empress Feng glanced at An Mi, noticing her calm demeanor. Her brow furrowed slightly; she was still furious at the humiliation she'd suffered at An Mi's hands earlier. However… thinking of An Mi's scheming, Empress Feng's brow relaxed. "An Mi…"

Empress Feng's call drew everyone's attention to An Mi, their expressions varied. Even the young ladies who had just expressed their admiration and affection for An Mi looked displeased, wondering if the Empress had taken a liking to An Mi and wanted to bestow her upon the talented young man she admired.

A hint of displeasure rose in most people's hearts. Wasn't this peaceful place already occupied by the King of Bohai? Why was he still getting involved here?

The tranquil peace was shattered. Under the gaze of everyone, Anmi sighed inwardly. It was no easy task to make Empress Feng treat her like she was invisible.

"What are your orders, Your Majesty?" An Mi stood up, her attitude extremely respectful, and her manners impeccable.

Empress Feng smiled even more gently, making no attempt to hide her admiration for An Mi. "Not only is An Mi so likable, but her embroidery skills are also incredibly enviable. If I were a few decades younger, I would definitely seek you out as my teacher and learn all these skills so that I could embroider whatever I wanted without having to ask anyone for help."

"Your Majesty, what are you saying? Your Majesty is of noble birth, how could you touch such things? Your Majesty is making this humble woman feel ashamed," An Mi said, seemingly trembling with fear.

"Hehe, what's with all this arguing? I've long considered you one of my own. That's why I called you here today—I wanted an embroidered handkerchief. You won't blame me for treating you like a palace maid, will you?" Empress Feng stared intently at An Mi. She couldn't afford to be careless in her dealings with An Mi. However, this time, she was determined to keep a close eye on An Mi and watch her carefully as she fell into her trap.

"Your Majesty, please just give the order. Isn't it all a blessing for this humble woman?" An Mi knew in her heart that Empress Feng's summons to the palace was definitely not for anything good. Empress Feng wanted to trip her up, so she had no choice but to go and meet her.

However, she was curious to see what kind of medicine was being sold inside! "It's all the better that you think that way, Hanyu. Take Miss Anmi to my palace and show her the embroidery pattern. With her skill, I can't wait to see the finished product." Empress Feng laughed heartily. Yes, she was indeed somewhat impatient, eager to see the good show to come.