Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife

Chapter 65 Repaying Gratitude or Revenge

Jinqiao had already brought tea and snacks up, and stepped back to one side after setting them up.

Jin Lan secretly wiped the sweat from her palms, smiled and asked Mrs. Yang to take a seat: "Madam, you can take a look, this is the brochure that Niyunfang will release next season, you can choose the beauties in the brochure that match your temperament. "

Mrs. Yang's eyes lit up, she opened the booklet and looked carefully, her heart was full of joy.

When Ding Yuelan, the wife of Xuanfu envoy left, she was at the door, and she was immediately amazed by her fiery demeanor. Ding Yuelan was wearing that red dress, and swaggeringly rode around the street. I'm afraid everyone in the streets and alleys is talking about the extraordinary demeanor of Mrs. Xuan Fushi.

Thinking of Ding Yuelan, when she was choosing clothes, she couldn't help but deliberately looked at the red clothes, and finally chose a picture of a beautiful woman smiling standing in a bush: "How about this dress?"

"Madam, do you want a set together with jewelry?" Jin Lan was nervous. This is the first order that Niyunfang has received in a real sense. If it succeeds, it will be of great significance.

"Of course I want a set."

"For a complete set, the one Madam chose is 1,800 taels of silver."

Mrs. Yang's heart skipped a beat, one thousand eight hundred taels of silver was nearly two thousand taels of silver, so much silver on the market was enough to buy a nice little courtyard, but in Niyunfang, it turned out to be just a set of clothes Jewelry prices.

Jin Lan stared at Mrs. Yang nervously. When she found out that the young lady had set the price, she was also taken aback.

Madam Jin and others used to cost more than one thousand taels of silver for a piece of clothing, which was already too expensive for them to imagine, but now the lady wants to sell the clothes to ordinary people, and the price is even more expensive than before.

Mrs. Yang pondered for a while, and Ding Yuelan's figure involuntarily flashed in her mind: "Yes, then I will order this outfit. When can I get the clothes?"

Jinlan was taken aback, and actually bought it: "Returning to Madam, these dresses have to be hand-sewn and embroidered, and there are many embroidery stitches, which only the young lady knows, so the waiting time may be longer , but you are the first one to come to order the dress, if you add two hundred taels of silver, you can guarantee that the dress will be delivered to the residence within seven days."

If it hadn't been for Mu Yunyao's forced request, Jin Lan would never have added these last few words, for she was afraid that the guests would be scared away as soon as she said them.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Yang just thought about it, and nodded happily: "Then add two hundred taels of silver, and within seven days, I want to see this dress."

"Yes, Ma'am, please follow me, I need to help you measure the size..."

After sending Mrs. Yang away with excitement, Jin Lan couldn't help wiping the sweat off her brow, her cheeks flushed with excitement, she carried her dress and ran to the third floor: "Miss, miss, the clothes are sold , laughing at the one standing in the flower cluster! One thousand eight hundred, not two thousand taels of silver!"

Mu Yunyao has been paying attention to the movement downstairs. As early as when Jin Lan took Mrs. Yang upstairs to measure the size, she knew that the deal was done. Now that she saw her excited appearance, she was also happy. After all, she made a profit. A lot of silver!

After that, many people came to Niyunfang to inquire one after another, but most of them, after hearing the price of the clothes, found a reason to leave, and the rest, although hesitant, did not make a decision in the end.

Jinlan and the others couldn't help but be disappointed.

Mu Yunyao didn't think it was a big deal: "You don't need to be like this. Take the most famous Caiyue Pavilion in Jingling City as an example. Their daily income is only a thousand taels of silver, and it's a little bit worse. It's not uncommon for them to have no income a day. Now that Mrs. Yang's dress has been decided, the things that should be prepared are ready, and the work will start tomorrow."

"Yes, miss."

Back home, Mu Yunyao couldn't help but think of the footprints she found on the second floor. She always felt uneasy, and when she was eating with Su Qing, she was a little absent-minded.

Seeing her like this, Su Qing thought that she was exhausted in Niyunfang today, so she urged her to go to rest early.

"Mother, then I'll go to bed first, and you should rest earlier."

"Well, don't worry."

Lying on the bed, the more Mu Yunyao thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. The two people who entered Niyun Fang probably had some other purpose, otherwise it would be impossible to just take a pair of poems written by her.

Just as she was thinking, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and the candlelight flickered in the night wind. Mu Yunyao thought it was Su Qing who had come, and before she could get up, a long sword was slammed across her neck!

The sword light was sharp, and the sharp sword energy pierced her neck with pain, and a dense layer of cold sweat broke out on her back.

Mu Yunyao didn't dare to move and lay stiffly on the bed.

"Are you making it easier for me to find you?" The deep voice was like the cold wind in winter, and it was a thrill in my ears.

"...It's you!" King Yue turned out to be King Yue!

Mu Yunyao didn't expect to meet this person again, and it was the other person who took the initiative to find her. She tried her best to keep her composure: "The kindness of saving your life back then was just a small effort, you don't need to ask me to repay it!"

"Heh..." King Yue narrowed his eyes slightly, with streams of cold light flowing in it, the long sword in his hand stepped forward slightly, and the icy edge of the sword pressed against Mu Yunyao's neck.

Mu Yunyao only felt a pain in her neck, and then felt a warm liquid flowing down. When she used King Yue's dagger to frame rich man Zhang earlier, she hesitated in her heart, for fear that King Yue would hold on to this matter He didn't let it go, so as to trouble her, so after carefully checking the dagger, there was no special pattern on it.

"I saved you, but you actually wanted to kill me. I just realized today that there are such ungrateful people in the world!"

If he hadn't known what Mu Yunyao had done, King Yue would have been intimidated by the righteousness in her tone: "You killed people with this king's dagger first, and then bought the yard prepared by this king. Imitate the king's handwriting to write plaques and poems, tell me, how should this account be calculated?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about?" Mu Yunyao's heart tightened. She didn't expect that the handwriting she liked so much was the handwriting of King Yue. If she knew, she wouldn't go even if she was given one hundred thousand taels of silver. use. It's just that it's useless to say more now, so I can only kill him and refuse to admit it.

King Yue leaned closer, and just as he was about to speak, he smelled a faint smell of blood, his brows twitched, and his strikes were extremely measured, the long sword in his hand was just pressed against Mu Yunyao's neck, and he didn't use any force at all, logically speaking Said that the skin should not be cut, he believed in his control of strength.

Yue Wang thought about it and couldn't help looking, but saw the sword's edge close to her skin, a small wound was bleeding slowly, and the bright red blood was winding down on the white jade-like neck, with a thrilling beauty , the long sword in his hand subconsciously moved away: "One piece of evidence today is hung on the door of your Xiufang, and the other is in this king's hand. Do you still want to deny it?"

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