The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

When their eyes met again, Qinglan reached out and put his arm around Anmi's waist. He then gave a signal to the few assassins he had brought, indicating that they should provide cover. With a leap, the tall figure quietly scaled the high wall. Inside the palace, they had already arranged a way to leave.

When Anmi and Qinglan stood facing each other again, they were already outside the palace, in a carriage. Anmi glanced at the silent Qinglan and felt somewhat dazed, her thoughts drifting back to the last time they were in the same carriage.

Qinglan's words from that day lingered in her ears, and even now, she could clearly feel the oppressive and uneasy atmosphere that transcended time.

"Today, you took me away like this. What if the Empress Dowager finds out..." As if to break the eerie atmosphere, An Mi finally spoke. Thinking of what had just happened, she was still a little scared. Although she believed that Bai Yi would make all the necessary arrangements, she did not expect that the person who appeared in front of her and rescued her would be Qing Lan.

"Don't worry, I have my own way of dealing with this." Qinglan's voice was tinged with an indescribable coldness, as if he didn't want to look at Anmi even once. He knew that if he looked at her even once more, or said even one more word to her, the decision he had made with so much effort could be shaken at any moment.

Seemingly sensing Qinglan's cold attitude, Anmi lowered her brows, merely twitching the corners of her mouth, and murmured, "That's good."

Don't you want to talk to her anymore?

A sense of loss arose in Anmi's heart. Recalling the time she spent in Rongjin City, it felt like a lifetime ago. Perhaps, ever since she entered the capital and stepped into Baiyi's life, it was destined that she and Qinglan would eventually become strangers.

I sighed deeply. Perhaps this is for the best. If we meet again in the future, it will save us a lot of awkwardness.

Inside the carriage, silence fell once more, and no one spoke.

Qinglan's heart was in turmoil, a whirlwind of emotions.

Today, she is dressed in her wedding gown, and she is breathtakingly beautiful. Just now, when he opened the door to the Empress Dowager's palace and saw her for the first time, he was stunned.

She smiled, as if everything in the world had lost its color. In his eyes, there was only her existence. However, it was another man who walked towards her. Her smile was only for Bai Yi.

In that instant, his heart felt as if it were being torn apart by a knife.

He suddenly realized that all he could do now was watch her from afar, unable to do anything about it!

Not only that, he had to personally deliver her to Bai Yi!

The carriage stopped, instantly pulling Qinglan back to reality. Lifting the curtain, Qinglan jumped down from the carriage. Seeing his actions, Anmi also got up. Just as she stood up, a large hand reached out to her from outside the curtain. Anmi froze. These hands were slender and delicate. It was this same hand that had reached out to her during her most difficult time.

An Mi lowered her gaze slightly, thinking of that peaceful and tranquil past. An Mi's heart trembled, but she still reached out her hand. That large hand was as warm as before. With that force, An Mi got off the carriage, and at that moment, their hands separated.

As the hand left his palm, Qinglan froze, a sense of loss spreading from the depths of his heart. But he managed to suppress it, and when he looked at Anmi again, his eyes had returned to calm, the usual coldness of the First Prince of the Great Jin Dynasty. "Go in, someone will come to pick you up."

After saying that, Qinglan leaped back onto the carriage. Her aloof figure stirred Anmi's heart, making her feel somewhat dazed. What she saw now was somewhat similar to the Qinglan of her past life.

Even as the carriage drove further and further away, Anmi remained lost in thought, and for some reason, this feeling made her scalp tingle.

After a long while, An Mi finally came to her senses and turned to look at the gate in front of Bohai. This was the back gate of the Bohai Prince's Mansion. Thinking of what Granny Li had said earlier, An Mi frowned slightly. Just then, she heard the lively sounds of firecrackers and suonas. Had Bai Yi arrived with the bride at this hour?

An Mi frowned, knowing she had no time to waste. She took a deep breath and walked towards the door...

Meanwhile, at the main gate of the Bohai Prince's Palace, all the guests had gathered and heard someone shout, "They're here! They're here! The Bohai Prince has returned with his bride!"

At this shout, everyone cheered and rushed towards the direction from which the wedding procession was coming. On his horse, the Prince of Bohai was in high spirits, looking exceptionally handsome and radiant with joy. From afar, the guests were already talking about this auspicious marriage. As the wedding procession drew closer, the congratulations were even more incessant.

"The groom welcomes the bride down from the sedan chair!" the wedding attendant sang. Bai Yi leaped down from his horse, and the guests crowded around him.

Throughout, Bai Yi wore a smile on his face as he walked to the sedan chair, lifted the curtain, and saw the woman inside covered with a bridal veil. No one noticed the fleeting, strange glint in his deep, reserved eyes.

Under the red silk, Bai Yi led his bride out of the sedan chair. Guided by the matchmaker, everyone made way for the newlyweds. Bai Yi and his bride had just entered the mansion and were walking towards the main hall when they heard a commotion coming from the inner courtyard.

"Something terrible has happened...something terrible has happened..."

The guests, who had been beaming with joy, were all taken aback and their expressions changed slightly. This was the day of the King of Bohai’s great joy. Who was so ignorant of etiquette and spoke out of turn, angering the King of Bohai? What could be done?

Besides, the Emperor and Empress are still in the hall, waiting to preside over the wedding of the Prince of Bohai. How could it not be good?

Everyone looked at the King of Bohai, and sure enough, they saw that his expression changed, as if he was quite angry. In an instant, everyone's joy turned into a bit of embarrassment and tension. Not long after, a servant hurriedly ran out from the inner courtyard, his body dirty and his face anxious, as if something serious had really happened.

"Your Highness...Your Highness, something terrible has happened..."

"Pah, pah, pah, what's wrong with that? Today is a joyous day, you're not allowed to say anything unlucky," the wedding attendant scolded lightly.

Bai Yi frowned. "What happened?"

"Go...go, the Prince's study is on fire..." A hint of fear even showed in the servant's eyes, as if the fire was burning right in front of him.

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned. Almost everyone realized the seriousness of the matter. If it were somewhere else on fire, it wouldn't be so bad, but this was the study of the King of Bohai!

The Prince of Bohai was the number one businessman in the Jin Dynasty. His study was probably filled with account books. The accounts of this entire business chain were extraordinary. Immediately, everyone looked at the Prince of Bohai. Sure enough, his handsome face was frighteningly gloomy.

"Quickly, put out the fire with all your might!" Bai Yi quickly ordered, glancing at the bride at the other end of the red silk beside him, and said softly, "Mi'er, go back to your room first. I will take you to the wedding ceremony later!"