The Poisonous Consort, the Regent's Beloved

Su Wan'er was at a loss for words; she simply didn't have that much silver, her mother had only given her 1,500 taels.

Now that Su Fuying is in charge of the household, she said that the household accounts were not clear and that such a large sum of money could not be paid, and told her to wear the clothes from previous years for now.

How could I not wear a new dress to such a big banquet? Wouldn't that be embarrassing?

She could only get the money from her mother through persistent pleading and cajoling, and it was only 1,500 taels. She had only said she had 3,000 taels to save face.

"Sister, I really only have a little over a thousand taels of silver, I really don't have any more."

As she spoke, Su Wan'er took out two five-hundred-tael silver notes from the purse at her waist and continued with a wronged expression, "This is all the silver notes I have, so please don't make things difficult for me, sister."

He stuffed the silver note into Ji Nanqing's hand and hurriedly left without looking back, afraid that if he had been a few steps later, the last five hundred taels on his person would have been taken away.

Looking at the thousand taels in her hand, and recalling Su Wan'er's fleeing figure, Ji Nanqing gritted her teeth in anger. She knew that Su Wan'er must still have money, but she just didn't want to give it to her.

I treated her like a sister and always stood up for her, but I never expected her to treat me like this.

But she's still short two thousand taels. What should she do? Standing here is utterly humiliating.

Seeing that everyone had left, Su Fuying lost interest in watching the show and had other things to do. Just as she was about to leave, the shopkeeper next to her suddenly winked at her.

?

While Su Fuying was puzzled, the boss held up one finger. Su Fuying immediately understood and held up two fingers, giving him a thumbs-up.

The shopkeeper looked troubled, and Su Fuying said no more. Just as she was about to step across the threshold, she heard the shopkeeper shout in a loud voice, "Good!"

Everyone was startled by the voice, and Ji Nanqing, who was trying to think of a solution, was also taken aback.

Su Fuying stopped herself from stepping out the door, a smile playing on her lips. She turned to look at Ji Nan, who was still standing there in a daze, and scoffed dismissively, "Miss Ji, with so many people watching, how long are you going to waste everyone's time?"

"What? You want to wait until everyone leaves before you renege on your debt?"

Ji Nanqing: "?"

This woman is so persistent! I had just turned around and was about to leave, and I really wanted to sneak away, but Su Fuying came back! Damn it! That bitch!

Su Fuying looked at the resentment in her eyes and snorted inwardly. She knew what she was thinking, but it didn't matter. Anyway, she was the target of everyone's hatred now, so it didn't matter if one more person hated her.

“Su Fuying, you…”

Before he could finish speaking, Su Fuying interrupted him: "Hmm?"

Su Fuying stretched out her fair hands and examined them carefully in the sunlight, a look of surprise on her face. Then she covered her lips with her hand and exclaimed softly, "Oh dear, my right hand is all red from being hit. How come it's not symmetrical with my left hand?"

After saying that, she frowned, seemingly somewhat dissatisfied.

Upon hearing this, Biluo, who was standing nearby, could no longer hold back and covered her mouth to laugh out loud.

Ji Nanqing's face turned extremely ugly. She still remembered how hard Su Fuying had slapped her just now.

She felt a burning pain on her face just looking at it. Forcing herself to calm down, she said with an awkward smile, "Princess, you are so kind. I really don't have that much money. Please be merciful and let me go."

Hearing this, Su Fuying sneered and mocked, "Oh? So you do know where you went wrong! I thought your Left General's Mansion couldn't even discipline a mere concubine's daughter."

Ji Nanqing gritted her teeth, suppressing her anger and humiliation, lowered her head, and said softly, "The princess is right. I was ignorant. Please forgive me."

She secretly vowed to repay Su Fuying for the humiliation she suffered today, making her taste the bitterness of being humiliated.

On the surface, however, she had no choice but to bow her head and admit her mistake to Su Fuying in order to avoid causing herself more trouble.

Su Fuying leisurely circled back, looked Ji Nanqing up and down for a moment, and said, "But this money is not what I wanted, so why are you begging for mercy? You should be pleading for this shopkeeper."

Ignoring Ji Nanqing's resentful expression, he continued, "Besides, if Miss Ji wants to run away, she can just ask the shopkeeper to go to General Ji's mansion to demand her return. But you're just a concubine's daughter, do you think General Ji would be willing to lose face for you?"

Su Fuying's words struck a chord with Ji Nanqing. It was precisely because she was just an unloved concubine's daughter who dared not go home after causing trouble outside that her father would not clean up her mess with ten thousand taels of silver, and her mother could not afford that much either.

Thinking of this, looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, the jealousy and resentment in his heart were about to burst out of his head.

She was just thinking of going all out and going straight home. At worst, she would be punished. A few days later, she would shine brightly at the Empress's birthday party and catch the eye of that prince, and she would be able to rise to prominence.

Just as he was about to take action, he suddenly heard Su Fuying say casually, "This shop belongs to the Ren family."

The Ren family.

If the Empress were to find out about her family's background, she would never be able to hold her head high in front of these noble ladies again.

“Princess Chang Le, my younger sister is still young. Please do not make things difficult for her.”

A crisp sound rang out at the doorway, and the crowd spontaneously parted to make way for a woman with her hair tied up high and dressed in a dark blue robe.

Her face was unadorned, which made her appear less delicate and more spirited.

is her.

Su Fuying was somewhat surprised that it was Ji Zhiyun. She had just felt a burning gaze from the teahouse across the street observing them, and that gaze had just disappeared. She hadn't expected it to be her.

"Sister, sister, please help me, I really can't afford that much money."

When Ji Nanqing saw Ji Zhiyun, she changed her usual attitude and acted as if she had seen a great savior. She hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed Ji Zhiyun's robe, and pleaded in a low voice.

Ji Zhiyun glanced at Ji Nanqing, her eyes flashing with an ambiguous look, and pondered for a moment. She then turned to Su Fuying and bowed, saying, "Princess Yongle, my younger sister has offended you greatly. As her elder sister, I apologize on her behalf."

"Well, for your sake, you can go talk to the shopkeeper yourselves."

Ji Nanqing found it hard to believe. What did he mean by "out of respect for that bitch Ji Zhiyun"? She had been unmoved even when he begged her so much. They were both indeed despicable sluts.

Thinking about how she had been looked down upon for so many years because of her status as an illegitimate daughter, and how now everyone was bullying her.

Su Fuying returned from the countryside, and her literary talent and knowledge were far inferior to hers. Why should she be able to become a princess?

“Su Fuying…”

"Snapped."