Marrying a rich man after rebirth: The daily life of a legitimate daughter

Because of this incident, Li Wanrong had quarreled with the prince many times. She didn't want to continue, and she was extremely disappointed with the prince, so she turned and left the garden.

Now Xing'er knew why Aunt Li was at odds with the Prince. Even she felt that Aunt Li was being unreasonable, but she was a servant and could not blame her master.

He Shulan didn't want the relationship between the Prince and Li Wanrong to become so strained, otherwise it would be difficult for her to be caught in the middle. If there was a rift in their relationship in the future, they would throw dirty water on her. She walked to the Prince's side and said, "Hurry up and catch up with him and explain to Aunt Li.

"No need." The prince had a terrible headache at this moment. "It's no use explaining. I should have listened to the old lady at that time and shouldn't have brought Li Wanrong into the palace so quickly."

He Shulan didn't quite understand what you said: "I don't understand what you mean."

"Before I brought Li Wanrong into the mansion, I went to see the old lady. She disagreed. She said that Li Wanrong was born in an ordinary family and would not be able to adapt to the life of a wealthy family. She asked me to think it over carefully, but I was carried away at that time and brought Li Wanrong into the mansion without any consideration. Now I finally discovered the gap between us, but it's too late. I can't just abandon her, but I'm so tired." The prince showed a painful expression, but was powerless to change it.

He Shulan didn't know how to comfort them. She didn't want to care about their affairs, and she couldn't care either: "It's getting dark. I'll go back to the yard first. I'll play chess with you later when I have time."

The prince nodded.

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Xing'er supported Li Wanrong back to her room. She was worried that Li Wanrong would fall out of favor: "Aunt, if you lose your temper like this, the prince will be less likely to come to your courtyard."

Li Wanrong didn't care at all now. The reason she saw the prince playing chess with He Shulan was just because of her possessiveness: "Don't interfere in the affairs between me and the prince."

Xing'er stopped talking.

Li Wanrong lay on a recliner in the yard, observing the stars at night.

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The next day, He Shulan was pruning flowers in the garden when the managers of the dim sum shop and other shops all came to the Prince's Mansion.

He Shulan put down the scissors in her hand, walked to the hall and sat in the main seat.

The dim sum shop's business was particularly good this month, and the money earned was several times more than before, which made Li Biao very proud.

Because of Li Wanrong's cutting corners in the past, he not only lost face in front of the noble ladies in the capital, but he couldn't even hold his head up in front of the managers of other shops in the Prince's Mansion.

This time he could hold his head high and report the money earned by the dim sum shop before the other managers did: "This month, the dim sum shop earned 30,000 taels."

This made the other leaders envious.

The dim sum shop was now back on track, which made He Shulan very happy. She settled the accounts with Li Biao.

Li Biao put the snacks he brought on the table: "These snacks were just made by the chef this morning."

"You are so thoughtful." He Shulan didn't expect Li Biao to prepare snacks for her. They were newly made snacks that the old lady hadn't tasted yet, so it was just right to give these snacks to the old lady.

It was already noon when all the work was done. He Shulan came to the old lady's yard carrying a box of snacks.

The prince was drinking tea with the old lady.

When the old lady saw He Shulan, she put down the teacup in her hand and held He Shulan's hand: "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to bring you some snacks." He Shulan opened the lid, and the colorful snacks caught the eyes of the prince and the old lady. In the sunlight, the snacks not only emitted a faint fragrance, but also refracted colorful light.

The old lady sighed: "Where did you buy such beautiful snacks?"

"These are snacks made in the Prince's Mansion's own shop."

"What?" The prince looked at He Shulan in disbelief. These snacks are very popular in Beijing. Last time he was at a friend's house, his friend took out these snacks. The taste made him linger. He didn't expect that they were made by his own snack shop. But he was puzzled: "I remember that there are no such snacks in the snack shop of the prince's mansion."

He Shulan explained: "I researched the recipe of dim sum and asked the chef of the dim sum shop to make the dim sum. It tastes pretty good. You can try it."

The old lady couldn't wait to pick up the bright red plum cake. The soft and crispy texture had a scent of plum blossoms, and she kept praising it while eating it.

The prince was completely impressed by He Shulan. He had done a lot to barely keep the cloth shop and the snack shop going, but the business was not as good as before. It was already good enough that he could maintain daily expenses.

Unexpectedly, He Shulan saved the dim sum shop. This dim sum is so popular in Beijing, it must have made a lot of money: "How did you come up with these dim sum?"

In her previous life, He Shulan had nothing to do every day in her mansion, so she liked to make snacks. She specially invited chefs from all over the country to come and teach her, so she naturally knew more. She replied perfunctorily: "I just made it casually."

"You are amazing. You can make such a delicious snack just by doing this."

He Shulan didn't take the prince's compliments to heart.

The old lady picked up the snacks on the table and stuffed them into the prince's mouth: "Food can't stop you from talking nonsense."

He Shulan laughed out loud.

The prince also blushed, stopped talking, and lowered his head to eat snacks.

The old lady, who had eaten and drunk her fill, glared at the prince who was still eating snacks: "Fortunately, you have taken over the management of the Prince's Mansion, otherwise these shops would have to be closed."

There was something hidden in the old lady's words, and both the prince and He Shulan understood it.

The prince wanted to refute, but the snack got stuck in his throat and almost choked him to death, and he kept coughing.

He Shulan quickly picked up the teacup on the table and handed it to the prince.

After taking a sip of tea, the prince felt much better: "Old Lady, the situation is not as serious as you said. The store will not be closed, but the profit will be slightly less."

The old lady snorted coldly: "What's the difference between this and closing the shop? We still have to spend money to support the people in the shop."

The prince stopped talking. He knew that his status in front of the old lady was not as good as before. Whatever he said would be wrong, so he might as well shut up.

He Shulan was afraid that the two would quarrel, so she continued the old lady's words: "Now that I am in charge of these shops, this kind of thing will not happen again in the future, and I can also make back the money I lost before."

This made the old lady less angry: "Such delicious snacks should be given to my old sisters to taste, and by the way, let them know that the Prince's Mansion has married a good daughter-in-law."

He Shulan smiled but said nothing.

The prince's attitude towards He Shulan also changed greatly. From then on, he could hold his head high when he went out. He Shulan regained his lost face.