The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

"Is that why you schemed against me like this?" An Mi's expression turned serious. Compared to the panic she had been deliberately feigning earlier, she now showed more of her usual composure.

“Yes, isn’t that reason enough?” Yi Zhuxuan raised an eyebrow and said smugly, “What makes you think you deserve happiness? Even if I can only be a maid for the rest of my life, I will make you suffer.”

An Mi's lips curled into a cold smile. Yi Zhuxuan actually had such a mindset. Thinking back to her past life, she had always pretended to be kind in front of her. Back then, she was probably jealous of her too!

A woman's jealousy is truly a terrible thing!

Yi Zhuxuan laughed triumphantly, her laughter echoing in the room, making the atmosphere even more eerie. When the laughter stopped, Yi Zhuxuan continued, "Anmi, Anmi, you are truly lucky. Not only is the Prince of Bohai deeply in love with you, but even the General is still obsessed with you. However, guess what? If you become the General's woman, will your Prince of Bohai still look at you? Will he still want you? Haha... How could the dignified Princess of Bohai be a withered flower?"

An Mi frowned, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Is this your purpose? You and Feng Yu colluded to put me in such an embarrassing situation?"

"Colluding with each other? Heh, Miss Anmi, that's a rather inappropriate term! A beautiful lady is sought after by gentlemen, and I, Feng, am merely infatuated with Miss Anmi." Feng Yu shrugged. Anmi had already fallen into his trap, and he wanted her to become his woman. Just thinking about it excited Feng Yu. He couldn't wait to see what Bai Yi's expression would be when he found out that Anmi had become his woman.

"That's the situation, Anmi. Don't you think the general is no worse than the King of Bohai? If you become the general's wife, it will be a blessing you earned in your past life. In that case, you will become my mistress again!" Yi Zhuxuan said meaningfully. She knew that even if Anmi became Feng Yu's general's wife, she would not be happy. What she wanted to see was Anmi's misfortune.

"Heh!" An Mi met Yi Zhuxuan's eyes and gave a low snort. "Yi Zhuxuan, you are truly loyal to your master."

Yi Zhuxuan frowned slightly. Looking at An Mi's expression, she suddenly felt uneasy. However, she quickly convinced herself and shook off that unease. This was the general's residence, and everything was under the general's control. An Mi was at the mercy of others here. What was she afraid of?

Thinking this, Yi Zhuxuan took a deep breath, and a smug smile returned to her lips. "I am naturally loyal to the General."

After saying that, Yi Zhuxuan turned to Feng Yu and said, "Your Highness, I have done what I promised you. Anmi is right here. General, do whatever you want. This servant will not disturb your good night any longer."

She looked forward to An Mi becoming Feng Yu's woman soon. She had plenty of time to humiliate An Mi. Once An Mi became Feng Yu's woman, it would be much more satisfying to see how miserable she was.

Yi Zhuxuan glanced at An Mi, her eyes filled with undisguised malice. An Mi, An Mi, from today onwards, your good days are over. As for the future… heh…

Yi Zhuxuan left with just a glance before exiting the room, closing the door behind her with a bang. The moment the door slammed shut, An Mi's heart tightened, and her beautiful brows furrowed into a deep frown. Feeling the gaze of the other person still inside the room fixed on her, her eyes were filled with a profound darkness...

After Yi Zhuxuan left, only An Mi and Feng Yu remained in the room. Feng Yu's expression towards An Mi grew increasingly somber, and the possessiveness in his eyes intensified as he moved closer to her step by step.

As Feng Yu approached step by step, she subconsciously retreated, but her face showed no sign of panic. This tranquility was exactly what Feng Yu liked. He liked An Mi's intelligent appearance. The more difficult An Mi was to conquer, the more excited he became. An Mi, Bai Yi's fiancée!

But Bai Yi's fiancée might become his woman tonight ahead of schedule!

“Feng Yu, you’re a smart man. Do you think Bai Yi will let you off if you mess with me?” An Mi met Feng Yu’s eyes, becoming more and more composed as the situation progressed.

Upon hearing An Mi mention Bai Yi, Feng Yu's eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint flashing across them. He said coldly and disdainfully, "You won't let him go? Although Bai Yi has some wealth, he can't do anything to me. Since I'm willing to take you away, I naturally have ways to handle the aftermath."

His aunt is the Empress, and with the Feng family's background, what can Bai Yi do to him?

A few years ago, when it came to Bai Yi's sister's matter, Bai Yi had no choice but to swallow his anger because of the Feng family's power. Today, even if he were to take An Mi away, Bai Yi wouldn't dare to make any move.

A cold smile played on Feng Yu's lips as he fixed his gaze on An Mi, as if trying to force her to face the reality of her situation. "An Mi, obediently become my woman, and I will make you the general's wife. I promise you won't be treated unfairly!"

"What if I don't comply?" Anmi smiled, stopped backing away, and stood there steadily, like a rose standing in the wind.

"Refuse?" Feng Yu laughed as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. He stared intently at An Mi, his voice changing from its previous coldness to a lover's murmur, "Do you know what I like about you? It's your appearance that makes me unable to resist. An Mi, An Mi, I will let you know the answer to this question."

She wouldn't comply? An Mi was already in his hands; how could he allow her to disobey?

Feng Yu was getting impatient and moved closer to An Mi again. He couldn't wait to hold An Mi in his arms and do whatever he wanted with her. Slowly, Feng Yu raised his hand and tried to touch An Mi's cheek. He wanted to see what it felt like to touch this face that Bai Yi couldn't help but fall for.

Thinking this, Feng Yu became even more anxious. But just as he was about to touch An Mi, he heard a loud bang, like the sound of a door opening. Feng Yu's eyes narrowed, because Yi Zhuxuan, who had just left, had returned. He was displeased, but then he sensed a sharp and dangerous aura closing in on him. Feng Yu was startled and subconsciously turned around. Before he could even see who it was, a sword was already at his neck. The sharp tip of the sword was cold and pierced his body through the thin layer of clothing.

By the time Feng Yu saw who it was, his expression had already changed drastically.

"General Feng, I apologize for my rudeness." Who else could the newcomer be but Prince Bohai, Bai Yi? At this moment, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his handsome face, which should have been smiling, made people tremble involuntarily.

Feng Yu's brows furrowed tightly. Bai Yi, what is he doing here?