Shangjing, East Palace, Princess's bedroom.
As soon as Feng Qingge returned to the palace, Cuizhu whispered: "Young Master, the prince has gone out to look for you."
"I know." Feng Qingge hurriedly sat down and took a sip of tea.
More than just looking for her!
And got caught red-handed.
She never expected that now that she was holding the title of Crown Princess, she would almost get into a fight with Leng Wushuang.
Thinking of Leng Wushuang's extraordinarily alluring look, Feng Qingge couldn't help but take a few more sips of water.
Looking at Feng Qingge's expression, Cuizhu couldn't help but ask: "Miss, you must have met her, right?"
"puff--!"
Feng Qingge couldn't help but spit out the tea in her mouth.
Cuizhu looked at Feng Qingge with a hesitant expression. Could it be that she guessed it right?
Not long after, a report came from outside: "Her Royal Highness, the shopkeeper of Qingfeng Tower, Li Mengxue, would like to see you."
"Let her in."
"yes."
Li Mengxue was about to salute when she was stopped by Feng Qingge: "There's no need for such false etiquette."
"Yes, Dongjia! Now the two locations in Qingfeng Building are developing well, and Lu Renjia's side can also achieve a daily profit of more than ten thousand taels of silver. Now the industries under Dongjia's name have been integrated into one, and supply, sales, and inventory can all be achieved. It’s our own business, and all the shopkeepers have been shuffled, and the Xia family’s previous business has also been occupied by us.”
Li Mengxue was indeed overjoyed when she told him.
Feng Qingge was also a wise man, Li Mengxue was promoted by her and is now the leader of her business, and Lu Renjia was indeed the number one figure, making the other part of Qingfeng Building prosperous.
One side specializes in stir-fries, and the other specializes in hot pot, but their roots are distinct and each has its own faction.
"Yes, your visit to the palace this time should be more than just a report." Although reporting accounts is a monthly routine, looking at Li Mengxue's appearance, I'm afraid she still has something else to say.
"My boss, I'm getting married." Li Mengxue's face instantly turned red.
Seeing Li Mengxue's shy look, Feng Qingge joked: "Oh? Whose young master is so lucky?"
"Yin of Jingzhao Prefecture—Yin Dongsheng."
As soon as Li Mengxue finished speaking, Feng Qingge stood up: "No!"
Looking at Feng Qingge's expression, Li Mengxue was puzzled: "Don't worry, boss, Dongsheng and I have agreed that we will never delay the work at hand."
When Feng Qingge heard what Li Mengxue said, she was filled with anxiety. But if she told the truth, Li Mengxue would only treat her as a lunatic. She thought for a moment and said, "What if she is your family, what will your mother-in-law do?" Let her know?"
"Not yet. Dongsheng proposed marriage to me today. I didn't even think about it. I came to tell the young lady the good news as soon as possible."
After hearing this, Feng Qingge felt that there was still hope for this matter, and immediately said: "Mengxue, we'd better think more about this matter. It's best to send someone secretly to investigate again. Now with your current situation The status is far beyond what ordinary people can compare with."
When Li Mengxue heard Feng Qingge's words, it was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on her.
"I didn't think carefully." Li Mengxue said.
"Qingshu is best at tracking, let her do this."
"Yes." Li Mengxue bowed and left.
Cuizhu asked puzzledly: "Is the young lady feeling resentful because she was arrested by Jingzhao Mansion last time?"
"I'm afraid that Yin Dongsheng is from Prince Feng's Mansion. If we hadn't been on guard last time, we might have fallen on Yin from Jingzhao Mansion."
"Miss, are you overthinking this? After all, Jingzhao Mansion also handles things based on facts. This wolf core herb is a product of the Northern Desert. I have a few people in Zhongzhou who understand it."
"No, all the wine we prepared before was destroyed. I also feel strange. It is impossible for one person to make so much wine in one night. Moreover, the taste of wine is very strong. If it is not a group of well-trained people, I don’t know who can do it.”
"I have never seen any difficult cases in Jingzhao Mansion. I can quickly figure out why the people in Jingzhao Mansion secretly warned us that there was a mole." The more Feng Qingge thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.
"Miss, we also checked that person that day. The key that the mole unlocked that day was stolen from someone else. He probably wanted to frame someone else. What Jingzhao Governor said is correct."
Feng Qingge shook her head and said: "No, their purpose of doing this is just to find a scapegoat and divert their goals. With such a well-trained group following Shangjing, there are only a handful of people who can be mobilized. I thought before He should be from Prince Feng’s Mansion.”
"What the young master said is that since we suspect that they are from the Feng Prince's Mansion, there is nothing more to say. The Feng Prince now has troops on his side, and there is nothing he can do to them."
"I'm afraid they are not just that simple. I'm afraid what they want to hide is not stealing wine, but secretly communicating with Bei Mo." Feng Qingge said.
"This -" Cuizhu was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
These were just Feng Qingge's guesses at first, but now Yin Dongsheng is making more and more moves, and she can't help but hold on.
She had warned Li Mengxue before, but she didn't expect that Li Mengxue still fell into it.
"Wait, the worst is to arrange a few Yangzhou thin horses to Yin Dongsheng's side, but we can't let Li Mengxue take this risk." Feng Qingge said.
Yangzhou Shou Ma is a first-class alluring girl, and most men will be fascinated by her when they see her.
Cuiliu looked puzzled after hearing this: "Young Master, is this not good?"
"Now there is no news about Li Mengxue's husband's family. If he comes back one day, wouldn't it cause a storm in the city?" Feng Qingge laughed dryly. She remembered that five years later, she also heard that Li Mengxue's husband Yang Dalang was not dead, but was in Donghuang. Zhou became the prince's consort, and he even fled back to Zhongzhou.
When Li Mengxue came to Qingfeng Building to work, Cuizhu had investigated Li Mengxue's background and said immediately: "It's been almost three years, is there still hope?"
Feng Qingge laughed dryly and said, "I don't think I can tell."
"Young Master, if all your speculations are not true, then Mengxue will have missed a good relationship. After all, the people in Jingzhao Mansion in prison have never felt sorry for us."
"Do you believe in intuition? But just a few months are insignificant compared to a lifetime in the future."
Upon hearing this, Cuizhu felt that what Feng Qingge said made sense. After all, what the young lady suspected rarely came true.
Immediately, he said to Feng Qingge: "What the lady said is true."
"Your Highness the Crown Princess, this is the roasted sweet potato sent by the third prince. Your Highness the Crown Prince also said that tomorrow is General Leng's celebration banquet, and he also asked the Crown Princess to go with the Crown Prince tomorrow."
"I know." Feng Qingge responded when she heard the voice outside the door.
She glanced at the warm roasted sweet potato in her hand.
I thought Song Jingrong would be angry today, but he didn't seem to be. So Song Jingrong can be considered a reliable partner.
"Young Master, what do you want to wear to General Leng's celebration banquet tomorrow?"
Feng Qingge picked out the hairpin Leng Wushuang gave her and a light yellow dress.
Cuizhu looked at it and asked, "Is it too plain?"
