The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

"It's getting late, Prime Minister, please return to your residence to rest." Empress Feng said, noticing that Prime Minister Yang still showed signs of worry for Yang Jingyu. She smiled slightly and turned her gaze to Yang Jingyu. "As for Jingyu, she should rest in the bridal chamber today. Feng Yu, you may stay in the study for now."

With Empress Feng's arrangement, Prime Minister Yang felt more at ease. After all, Feng Yu was in a fit of anger, and if the two lived in the bridal chamber together, who could guarantee that Feng Yu wouldn't raise his sword against Jingyu again?

Empress Feng, this is the best arrangement!

However, Feng Yu's sword was still no more than half an inch above Yang Jingyu's head. Yang Jingyu saw hope, but the weight in her heart was still not lifted. She didn't dare to move at all, for fear that if Feng Yu got angry again, her life would be hanging by a thread once more.

Seeing this, Prime Minister Yang looked troubled. Empress Feng noticed this and instructed, "Hanyu, go and help Jingyu up, take her to the bridal chamber, and settle her in properly."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Han Yu curtsied and accepted the order. She walked up to Yang Jingyu, dodged the swords on Yang Jingyu's body, and helped Yang Jingyu up.

After all that commotion, Yang Jingyu was so frightened that she was practically paralyzed, leaning almost entirely on Han Yu. The moment she left the sword, Han Yu clearly heard Yang Jingyu exhale with a sigh of relief, thinking that Yang Jingyu had probably learned a great lesson this time.

After Han Yu had settled Yang Jingyu in, Prime Minister Yang left. Only when Feng Yu and Empress Feng remained did Empress Feng's face turn completely gloomy.

"Aunt, why won't you let me kill her? That woman has disgraced me and the Feng family!" Although Feng Yu tried to suppress his anger, he still couldn't hide his rage. If his aunt hadn't stopped him, he would have torn that woman to pieces.

Empress Feng frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "Let's talk in the study!"

After saying this, Empress Feng, supported by Han Yu, walked towards the study. Feng Yu's eyes narrowed, but he still followed her.

Inside the study, Empress Feng sat in a chair with a very solemn expression. She remained silent for a moment, as if she were thinking about something. After a while, Empress Feng's voice finally rang out, "After such a disgraceful incident, not only do you want to kill Yang Jingyu to vent your anger, but I also want to execute her!"

Empress Feng glanced at the still furious Feng Yu, paused, and continued, "However, killing her now would probably be even more of a loss than a gain."

"What do you mean by 'not worth the loss'? She's just a lowly commoner. What does it matter if she dies?" Feng Yu sneered. The thought of Yang Jingyu still gave him the urge to kill.

"So what if she's dead? What do you think will happen to the Yang family if she dies? We finally managed to win over Prime Minister Yang through marriage and get him to work for us. If we kill his daughter, it would be like pushing such a valuable pawn like Prime Minister Yang into the enemy camp. Isn't that a huge loss? You're usually so clever, but how did you become so impulsive today?" Empress Feng said in a deep voice, her eyes full of shrewdness.

Feng Yu frowned upon hearing this, still unable to swallow his anger. "But how can I, as a man, tolerate someone as despicable as her?"

"Hmph, we have no choice but to tolerate it!" Empress Feng frowned, her eyes growing even more profound. She paused, then continued, "Thinking about it carefully, this matter is indeed quite strange. I have a feeling that someone might be pulling strings behind the scenes!"

If they were going to elope, why not do it before the wedding? Besides, she could see Yang Jingyu's attitude towards Yu'er. She was obsessed with becoming a general's wife and was a vain person. How could she possibly respect a gardener? This was just too absurd.

Feng Yu's eyes flickered slightly, as if he had thought of something. "Aunt, you mean... Hmph, if that's the case, then it must be related to the First Prince."

Empress Feng narrowed her eyes. Feng Yu voiced her suspicions, "If that's the case, then if you really killed Yang Jingyu just now, then you would have truly fulfilled the other party's wish."

That Qinglan really knows how to scheme; she never expected him to deliver such a blow!

Feng Yu fell silent, realizing he had acted impulsively. Regardless of whether Yang Jingyu was innocent or not, she couldn't die. However, once the Yang family was no longer of any use, Yang Jingyu would be at his disposal. Whether it was true or false, he had to vent his anger.

Empress Feng seemed to have seen through Feng Yu's thoughts, and she would let him have his way, as long as he didn't make any trouble at this time!

Meanwhile, at the Crown Prince's residence, the once quiet and deserted mansion was suddenly filled with a large number of guests, making it lively. Although the steward found it strange, he greeted them warmly.

Only Nalan Jue knew the reason why so many people had suddenly arrived. He had just received news that something had happened over there. These officials had seen the commotion and, who had initially favored the Feng family, were now hesitant because of this incident. This was within his expectations; he knew these people were very shrewd and knew how to leave themselves a way out.

Inside the First Prince's residence, Nalan Jue stood behind a secluded grove of trees when suddenly a dark figure stealthily approached. Nalan Jue naturally knew who it was. When the person reached his side, a low voice rang out in the darkness, "Your Highness, there's no movement over there. It seems that Empress Feng has calmed everything down."

"Oh? Nothing's happening?" Nalan Jue's handsome brows furrowed slightly. Compared to Feng Yu, Empress Feng was indeed a cunning old fox. If it weren't for her, given Feng Yu's temperament, he might have already caused a death. Nalan Jue couldn't help but sigh inwardly. The effect clearly hadn't met his expectations, but...

Nalan Jue's eyes narrowed, as if he were calculating something.

"Your Highness, what should we do next?" the man asked, awaiting his master's instructions.

Nalan Jue was silent for a moment, then a smile suddenly appeared on his lips, so eerie it sent chills down one's spine. He stretched out his finger and beckoned the man to come closer. The man took a step closer, and Nalan Jue leaned down and whispered something in his ear.

The man listened attentively, his face remaining expressionless. Only after Nalan Jue had given his orders did he firmly reply, "Yes, Your subordinate will take care of it immediately!"

When only Nalan Jue remained in that place, he looked at the dark night sky and listened to the lively commotion coming from the main hall. The eerie look on his face grew even more intense, as if it wanted to devour him.

Empress Feng, what good is your shrewdness?

This game is not over yet!

If they won't do something, then he'll give them a push!

Nalan Jue pondered for a moment, then stood there for a while longer before disappearing into the darkness...