After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Chapter 239: The Difficulties of Being a Woman

Qing'an hurriedly explained, his tone revealing a bit of urgency: "Jingzhao Prefecture has found some clues that seem to be related to you, and the matter is very serious. The young master insisted on discussing it with you in person."

Upon hearing this, Wan'er frowned even more tightly, secretly guessing the turmoil behind this.

Soon after Qing'an left, he hurried back to Song Yanyi and reported, "My cousin has agreed. She will go to Xiangrui Tower tomorrow night."

Song Yanyi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his handsome face. The simple word "hmm" contained endless meaning.

Su Yan was confused and asked, "Tomorrow night? Didn't the King of Jin say there would be action tomorrow night? You two going to Xiangrui Tower, what's the point?"

Song Yanyi glanced at Su Yan with contempt, his eyes were like ice in winter, making people shiver involuntarily.

"You think I'm as dumb as you?"

Song Yanyi said calmly, his tone full of confidence.

"Then what are you going to do?"

Su Yan asked, clearly feeling a little uneasy.

Song Yanyi smiled mysteriously: "I have my own plans."

The night of the Mid-Autumn Festival not only means reunion and celebration, but also hides an undercurrent of struggle for imperial power.

Around Xiangrui Tower, in the seemingly peaceful streets and alleys, an unknown storm is brewing.

This time, it was no longer a simple threat from horse thieves, but a power struggle directly involving the royal family. Some people were ready to take the opportunity to eliminate dissidents, while others laid a tight net, waiting for their prey to fall into the trap.

Song Yanyi, the nobleman who could have stayed out of it, chose to get involved in this storm.

Su Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Is she lucky or unlucky that she was targeted by you, the person at the center of the vortex."

Song Yanyi's gaze was as cold as a sword, shooting at Su Yan. The unspoken warning made Su Yan quickly change his words and try to ease the atmosphere: "Of course she is lucky. In the future, all the women in Yanjing City will envy her, and I will be a little jealous too."

Song Yanyi just snorted coldly, picked up the teacup, and sipped gently, as if everything was under his control.

"But why would she agree to go on a date? Your relationship is already so good now?"

Su Yan's curiosity drove him to continue asking questions. Although he was not familiar with Wan'er, the rumors that she had escaped with wisdom and found another partner still left a deep impression on him.

"Why not?"

Song Yanyi's tone was calm, but it revealed his unquestionable determination.

"You must have used some tricks again."

Su Yan was amazed, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

"Song Yanyi, you are a man of noble status, but you are willing to do anything for a woman."

“The means are not important, what matters is the result.”

Song Yanyi's face was calm and his tone was indifferent.

"Are you sure this is the best outcome? She could have married to Qingzhou smoothly, but you interfered. How could she not resent you?"

Su Yan questioned.

"What's wrong with that? At least now, she is safe and sound under my protection."

Song Yanyi's answer revealed an irrefutable confidence.

Su Yan looked like he was enjoying the show, and said jokingly, "I hope you can keep her under your nose forever, otherwise she might sneak away again one day."

Song Yanyi's eyes flashed with coldness, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Since you are so capable, why don't you keep Chen Qinghan?"

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Su Yan's face, causing his awkward smile to freeze instantly.

At the same time, the city of Yanjing was immersed in a peaceful and lively festive atmosphere during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Although according to custom, people usually avoid talking about illness and misfortune on such days and try to avoid pharmacies and clinics, Jin Shang Tang is an exception.

On the second floor of the store, there is a dazzling array of various precious medicinal materials and beauty products, which attracts many ladies and celebrities and creates a unique landscape.

Cui Rongrong was particularly busy on this day. She shuttled among customers, serving each one patiently and meticulously.

Thinking about the fact that Song Yanyi said he would not be able to come until the evening, she felt both relieved and nervous that was difficult to conceal.

After all, the appointment at Xiangrui Tower tomorrow night may herald a turning point in everything...

Just as Cui Rong was busy and immersed in the daily trivialities of the shop, a burst of hurried footsteps interrupted her concentration.

Su Yue, the most alert maid beside her, looked hurried and almost out of breath. She pushed the door open with a barely perceptible panic in her eyes: "Miss, there are distinguished guests coming. It's the ladies of Prince Xuan's Palace!"

After she finished speaking, there was still a slight redness in the corners of Su Yue's eyes caused by running just now.

Cui Rong's hand paused, and the tip of the pen she was holding left an unconscious ink mark on the paper.

She slowly raised her head, looked over the table and out the window.

Downstairs, three gorgeously decorated carriages were standing quietly. In the sunlight, the word "Xuan" outlined in gold thread on the body of the carriages was shining brightly, highlighting the distinguished status of the guests.

This sudden news was like a gust of wind that ruffled her inner peace.

The recent rumors about Cui Yunhe becoming King Xuan's concubine originally just passed by her ears lightly, but now it seemed like a heavy hammer, hitting her heart hard.

Yanjing City, a city where power and desire are intertwined, is always full of various conflicts. Everyone is looking for their own place in other people's stories, and it seems that everyone is eager to see the moment when others fall to the bottom.

After silently blaming Song Yanyi for a few words in her heart, Cui Rongrong took a deep breath, trying to calm her inner waves, and then stood up resolutely: "I will go down to greet him."

She knew very well that as the Prince Xuan's Mansion was a branch of the royal family, and Prince Xuan was currently at the peak of his power, any negligence could lead to unpredictable consequences.

Stepping into the front hall, Cui Rong couldn't help but marvel at the scene before her.

The display of Prince Xuan's mansion was indeed extraordinary. A team of well-trained servants had quickly arranged everything. Exquisite curtains surrounded an exclusive space, blocking out the prying eyes of outsiders and leaving only a sense of mystery and majesty to the outside world.

The curtain of the first carriage was slightly lifted, and a woman with a cool and unworldly temperament walked out slowly. The palace satin dress she wore was simple in texture yet elegant. The two hairpins inserted diagonally in her hair swayed gently with her light steps. Her pretty face was not heavily made-up, but revealed a noble temperament that could not be ignored.

Needless to say, Cui Rongrong recognized at a glance that this must be the King Xuan's principal wife.

She quickly bowed and said with just the right amount of respect: "Greetings, Princess."

"No need to be polite, no need to be polite," Princess Xuan's voice was gentle but with a dignity that could not be ignored. "I heard that a unique pharmacy has just opened in the capital, with all kinds of rare treasures. I was curious and wanted to take a look. You are the owner here, right?"

Cui Rong nodded slightly to show her affirmation.

Princess Xuan smiled in appreciation: "It is indeed rare. It is not easy for a woman to run a business of this scale."