The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

Thinking of something, Cheng Ying glanced at An Mi, seemingly pondering something. After a long while, Cheng Ying finally mustered her courage and spoke up, "Miss, actually, there are some things that can be resolved. The First Prince is getting married tomorrow, and the marriage of the Prince of Bohai..."

An Mi seemed to know what Cheng Ying was going to say. She glanced at Cheng Ying indifferently, and Cheng Ying's heart skipped a beat. She paused and did not continue speaking.

An Mi frowned. Did Cheng Ying mean for her to marry Bai Yi? If so, Sima Yan should be able to put away her worries and hostility, but... some things might just get worse!

Qinglan, oh Qinglan, she's just an ordinary little woman. What ability does she have that makes him value her so much?

A silence fell over the carriage. Cheng Ying could sense the quiet melancholy, but couldn't discern the cause of her sorrow, so she could only silently stay by her side.

If the Feng family were to purchase a residence in the capital within the territory of the Bohai King, it would inevitably cause a stir. Apart from the Bohai King, even those princes who were granted titles were not allowed to have their own residences in the capital. No matter how bold the Feng family was, they would not dare to do something that would give others a handle to use against them.

Feng Yu married Yang Jingyu of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Because Feng Yu did not have a residence in the capital, Empress Feng had been lobbying the Emperor to grant him a residence some time ago. Empress Feng was very shrewd in her mind. If the Emperor really granted him a residence, the Feng family's glory would rise once again.

However, after a moment's thought, Emperor Mingde rejected Empress Feng's request. But to appease Empress Feng, he only agreed to find a residence for Feng Yu and Yang Jingyu to use temporarily for their wedding.

Temporary use? Empress Feng was furious. Temporary use meant that the mansion no longer belonged to the Feng family!

This was not the outcome Empress Feng wanted. However, Emperor Mingde's arrangement resolved the issue of the wedding venue for Feng Yu, leaving Empress Feng with no reason to continue her entanglement. She could only grit her teeth and accept the arrangement.

At Feng Yu's temporary residence, Emperor Mingde specially arranged for eunuchs and palace maids to handle Feng Yu's wedding. Due to the rush of time, before Empress Feng asked him to allow Old Master Feng to come to the capital, Emperor Mingde specifically instructed that the Feng family did not need to come to the capital. He said that the wedding could be held again after Feng Yu returned to the Feng family. Empress Feng had nothing to say and could only let Emperor Mingde control the overall situation.

Ever since the imperial decree of marriage was issued, Feng Yu had been in a very bad mood, a fact that Yi Zhuxuan, who served him, knew all too well.

In the study, Aunt Hanyu personally delivered the wedding dress. Feng Yu didn't even give Hanyu any face, coldly dismissing her. Now, looking at the groom's suit on the table, his face was gloomy.

"Is Master unhappy because of Miss Anmi?" Yi Zhuxuan asked boldly from the side. As expected, she was met with a fierce glare from Feng Yu.

The sharp, sword-like gaze made Yi Zhuxuan's heart tremble. However, Feng Yu's reaction confirmed that her guess was absolutely correct. It was indeed because of An Mi!

An Mi's abilities are truly remarkable. She didn't know whether to be jealous of An Mi or to sigh for her. Previously, she had deliberately aroused Feng Yu's interest in An Mi, but now it seemed that this interest had exceeded her expectations.

She knew exactly what kind of person Feng Yu was. He would sacrifice anyone for profit, but she had never seen him so distressed over a woman.

Yi Zhuxuan lowered her gaze slightly; wasn't this exactly what she wanted to see?

How could An Mi be so sweet with the King of Bohai? If she were to marry the King of Bohai in this lifetime, then Heaven would be too kind to her. How could that be fair?

Yi Zhuxuan's eyes gleamed with an even more enigmatic light, and a smile played on her lips as she spoke slowly again, "Since Master likes Miss Anmi, why not take her as a concubine? If Miss Anmi becomes Master's person, she will undoubtedly be of great help to Master."

"Nonsense!" Feng Yu shouted sternly, but he had to admit that this thought had crossed his mind more than once. However, even his aunt's attitude was that she did not want him to have any thoughts about An Mi.

He knew that his aunt did not want him to anger the King of Bohai. On the other hand, she also hoped to win over An Mi and thus control the King of Bohai.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Yu narrowed his eyes, only to hear Yi Zhuxuan speak again...

"Is Your Majesty wary of the Prince of Bohai? That's right. The Prince of Bohai is the Emperor's highly valued son. No one can see through his true nature. Who wouldn't be afraid of him? Not to mention Your Majesty, even the Empress would have to think twice before dealing with the Prince of Bohai! Ah..."

As Yi Zhuxuan finished speaking, she let out a gasp. Feng Yu, with a ruthless expression, grabbed Yi Zhuxuan's neck with one large hand and exerted force, clearly enraged.

"Master...Master, spare my life..." Yi Zhuxuan begged for mercy with a face full of terror.

But Feng Yu showed no pity whatsoever, saying, "Let me tell you, this general doesn't take Bai Yi seriously at all."

Disregarding him? If you disregard him, then dare to openly seize Anmi! Yi Zhuxuan thought to herself, but dared not show it. At this moment, she absolutely could not provoke Feng Yu again, otherwise, her life would be in danger…

“Master, I know… I mean… I have a way to get Miss Anmi for you… without anyone knowing…” Yi Zhuxuan said with difficulty, grabbing Feng Yu’s hand that was pinching her neck.

Feng Yu frowned, a searching glint in his eyes, and released Yi Zhuxuan's neck.

This action clearly showed Feng Yu's thoughts and attitude. He was attracted by Yi Zhuxuan's words. He knew that Yi Zhuxuan was not a simple woman. He wanted to hear what methods she had!

Can one find peace?

Feng Yu narrowed his eyes; this was indeed a considerable temptation.

Yi Zhuxuan was freed and breathed heavily, as if she wanted to inhale all the air into her stomach.

"Speak!" Feng Yu's icy voice rang out, his tone seemingly warning Yi Zhuxuan that if he couldn't get a so-called secret method from her, he would definitely make her pay.

Yi Zhuxuan naturally understood the warning. Thinking of her own method, the image of An Mi appeared in her mind, and a smile appeared on her lips. "Master..."

Yi Zhuxuan spoke very softly in Feng Yu's ear. Feng Yu initially frowned deeply, but gradually his furrowed brows relaxed, as if he was deep in thought about Yi Zhuxuan's words. Even after Yi Zhuxuan finished speaking in his ear, Feng Yu still had the same expression, making it impossible to guess his thoughts.

Originally full of confidence, Yi Zhuxuan thought Feng Yu would be impressed by her suggestion, but now she was a little worried. Her master had always been someone she couldn't control.