The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

The relationship between the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Marquis of Yong's Mansion appears peaceful, but the undercurrents are quite intense.

Now that the marriages of these two families are set for the same day, there's bound to be a lot of competition. Empress Feng's scheme was quite a clever provocation. Feng Yu's status is inherently inferior to that of the First Prince, but with Empress Feng's backing, even if his wedding is more grand than Qinglan's, no one will dare to say anything. However, if the First Prince's wedding isn't as splendid as Feng Yu's, the Yonghou family will inevitably be displeased. In the end…

As Nalan Jue thought this, the smugness he had just displayed vanished instantly, replaced by a look of utter disbelief. He coldly snorted, "That woman's scheming is far too cunning. But no matter how clever she is, it's uncertain whether she'll get what she wants in the end!"

"Qinglan, this time your wedding with Miss Sima must be handled properly. As for Feng Yu..." Nalan Jue narrowed his eyes, as if he were calculating something. The light in his eyes was chilling. After a moment, he seemed to have thought of a plan, "When the time comes, your uncle will send you a big gift. Qinglan, what do you say..."

Just as Nalan Jue finished speaking, the carriage stopped. He looked up at Qinglan, who had already gotten up to get off the carriage. Nalan Jue frowned, wondering about Qinglan's actions. Left alone in the carriage, he quickly lifted the curtain and saw Qinglan striding into the Prosperous Flame.

Nalan Jue suddenly realized, so that's how it is. Who did Qinglan come to Shengshi Lieyan for? It's obvious without even thinking that Anmi holds a significant place in Qinglan's heart.

Nalan Jue frowned as he thought about the upcoming wedding. He felt uneasy. At this crucial moment, he hoped that Qinglan would not cause any trouble.

Thinking of this, Nalan Jue could no longer stay in the carriage. He jumped off and followed them into the Flourishing Flame.

Today's grand occasion was especially lively. As soon as An Mi entered the door, she was greeted by one of the protagonists of the two marriages that had been making headlines recently. That person was none other than Sima Yan.

An Mi was slightly taken aback when she saw Sima Yan appear here. She thought to herself, "Her wedding with Qing Lan is not far away. She should be at home waiting to get married. How come she has time to come to Shengshi Lieyan?"

"Mi'er...you've finally arrived." Sima Yan greeted An Mi warmly as she entered, her face beaming with excitement.

An Mi lowered her brows, realizing that the young lady from the Sima family had come to Shengshi Lieyan to see her.

As An Mi looked up, Sima Yan had already walked up to her, warmly taking An Mi's hand. An Mi tugged at the corner of her mouth, "Sister, is there any embroidery you've taken a fancy to? If you like it, just tell the shop assistant. Waiting for me like this is a waste of your time."

"Mi'er, I've really taken a liking to some things this time, but I can't leave without you." Sima Yan smiled gently and pulled An Mi to continue walking inside.

"Oh? So mysterious. What has Sister taken a fancy to?" An Mi felt a strange sensation. What Sima Yan had her eye on couldn't be so simple.

Sima Yan stopped, facing An Mi, and looked at her intently. "Mi'er, are we sisters?"

sisters?

An Mi twitched her lips. What could she say? Wasn't she calling her "sister" all along? It was really too late to change her address to "Miss Sima" now. So An Mi simply nodded. "Sister, what are you saying? Does sister have something for Mi'er to do? Sister, please tell me. As long as it's something An Mi can do, I will never refuse."

An Mi handled the situation calmly and left herself a way out. Sima Yan understood An Mi's thoughts, and the smile on her lips became even brighter. "Mi'er, this is just something you can do easily, but it means a lot to me."

An Mi paused in surprise. What a Sima Yan!

"Sister, please speak freely." An Mi said calmly, but she was very curious to know what Sima Yan was trying so hard to deal with her.

Sima Yan stared intently at An Mi, saying each word clearly, "Mi'er, it's like this. As you know, Qinglan and I have already set our wedding date. Logically, I should be the one to sew my own wedding dress. However, when it comes to embroidery, who is the best in the world? It's naturally you, Mi'er. So, I've been thinking boldly about whether I could entrust you with embroidering my wedding dress. After pondering for a while, I've decided to ask you. Mi'er, you won't refuse me, will you?"

Sima Yan stared intently at An Mi, her eyes filled with an overwhelming expectation, as if she would burst into tears of disappointment if An Mi uttered even a single word of disapproval.

An Mi paused, then realized, "So that's what it is."

"I'm afraid this is inappropriate! After all, it's my sister's wedding dress; how can it be made by someone else?" An Mi frowned. According to custom, a woman's wedding dress is especially important, and it's more auspicious if she sews it herself. Sima Yan couldn't possibly be unaware of this, yet she still made her do this task...

“What’s wrong with it? I know I should make my own wedding dress, but we’re sisters. You make it, I make it, isn’t it the same? Besides, in my heart, your blessing is especially important to me, Mi’er. Mi’er, don’t you want to give me your blessing?” Sima Yan frowned and tightened her grip on An Mi’s hand.

An Mi felt a sudden surge of irony as she was being stared at like that, and the clever girl instantly understood what was going on.

A blessing? What does her blessing even mean? Sima Yan actually values ​​it so much! It seems Sima Yan still hasn't let her guard down!

An Mi twitched the corners of her mouth and chuckled, "Since you don't mind my cooking skills, I'm naturally willing to serve you!"

Does she want a blessing? She can give it to her!

Sima Yan was secretly delighted, but someone else was not happy!

"No!" A cold voice came from the doorway, firm and unwavering.

Upon hearing the voice, everyone in the shop turned to look at the door. When they saw who it was, they were all surprised. Who else could it be but His Highness the First Prince?

When people saw that Sima Yan was also there, some immediately understood that the Crown Prince must have come for his fiancée, Miss Sima!

Seeing his furious expression, everyone noticed the woman standing very close to Sima Yan and couldn't help but cast sympathetic glances at her. His anger must be directed at that woman!

When An Mi and Sima Yan heard the voice, they knew who it was. An Mi frowned, and Sima Yan's face darkened. She knew better than anyone why Qing Lan had said "no"!

No? Why not? She asked An Mi to make her wedding dress, and he felt sorry for her? Or did he hope that this time, the one wearing the wedding dress would be An Mi?