I've been reborn, who would still raise a son from another family? Go away

Liu Yueru raised her eyes, her gaze fell coldly on Song Nanzhi's face, and her eyes fell on the silk cloth in Song Nanzhi's hand. The Marquis' Mansion was now in such a state of decline, but Song Nanzhi was still willing to personally choose such an expensive wedding quilt for Princess Anlan.

It was enough to see how much he valued Princess Anlan. Thinking back to the beginning, she had brought her wedding quilt from her mother's home. The coldness in Liu Yueru's eyes deepened.

When she looked up again, a meaningful smile appeared on her face. "Princess Anlan is a princess of the royal family. I'm afraid that she is not used to sleeping on this silk fabric. It is not as good as the soft smoke gauze. The princess of Kyoto must use the best fabric to match her. Shopkeeper, don't you agree?"

Liu Yueru was very clear about Uncle Fu's management mechanism. In addition to the fixed amount of silver and money, the shopkeeper would also receive extra dividends from the profits generated by the store.

Hearing Liu Yueru's words, the shopkeeper immediately smiled more flatteringly, and nodded repeatedly towards Song Nanzhi, saying: "Yes, this soft smoke net is indeed very good..."

As the shopkeeper spoke, he took out a piece of soft smoke cloth from the shelf with both hands and handed it to Song Nanzhi, while he began to talk incessantly about the concerns of the soft smoke cloth.

For Song Nanzhi, a wedding quilt made of silk fabric was beyond his reach, and it was also something that outsiders could not see.

The three thousand taels in my hand now were all borrowed from Yang Yuning, and the soft smoke silk fabrics are all precious fabrics.

Now he wants to spend every penny of that money wisely.

Song Nanzhi did not take the cloth from the shopkeeper, but turned to look at Liu Yueru and asked: "Although Princess Anlan is a princess, she must also set an example for the people. She repeatedly reminded us that the people of Kyoto have a hard time and the wedding should be simple. Although silk is not as good as Princess Anlan's status, it is also suitable and suitable for all aspects."

Liu Yueru smiled and said, "Your Highness, that's a nice thing to say. Since you know that Princess Anlan is marrying down to a man of her stature, and this is the only wedding night in her life, do you want to let her, a princess, suffer injustice?"

Song Nanzhi was furious and looked at Liu Yueru.

Liu Yueru ignored his gloomy face and continued, "I think the prince is still reluctant to part with it. The shopkeeper should keep the soft smoke cloth. The prince will not buy it."

Song Nanzhi, who always valued his reputation, turned pale instantly when someone said this to him in public.

Then, thinking about the fact that the marquis's mansion used to be prosperous in Kyoto thanks to Liu Yueru's dowry, Xie Anlan, as a princess of Kyoto, would naturally have no less dowry than Liu Yueru.

As a result, his expression improved a little, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "How much is this piece of soft smoke silk?"

The shopkeeper pointed to the silk cloth on the side and said with a smile: "It's not expensive, just the silver for three pieces of silk cloth."

Song Nanzhi's expression immediately dimmed.

It had already gritted its teeth and bought a bolt of silk cloth.

What's more, three horses and so much silver...

Song Nanzhi clenched his hands together. When it came to face and money, he had to bow to reality.

Liu Yueru sneered: "Since the prince doesn't want it, just wrap this soft smoke net for me, I want it."

The shopkeeper was stunned at first, then smiled flatteringly: "Okay."

After hearing this, Song Nanzhi's eyes flashed with an incredible look. Seeing the shopkeeper's attitude change towards him, he felt very unwilling.

After hesitating for a while, he raised his voice and said, "Wait a minute, everything should be based on first come first served. I haven't even said I don't want it, so why did you sell it to someone else?"

Liu Yueru knew Song Nanzhi's character very well. Seeing this, she quickly said, "Your Highness is trying to steal someone else's love. It was obviously me who asked the shopkeeper to wrap up the soft smoke first."

Under Liu Yueru's guidance, Song Nanzhi was completely desperate. He quickly took out the banknotes from his sleeves and stuffed them into the shopkeeper's hands: "Here is the silver. Whoever pays first will get it."

Liu Yueru pretended to be very regretful and said: "This batch of fabrics is really good."

Mother Yan followed and covered for him, saying, "It's okay, my wife. I'm sure it will be better next time."

Liu Yueru nodded slightly.

Song Nanzhi looked down at the soft Yan Luo that he had snatched from his arms, his eyes full of pride. When he looked at Liu Yueru again, he was like a rooster with its head held high and its chest puffed out, with a look of pride on his face.

Suddenly a servant came to the backyard and whispered something in the shopkeeper's ear. The shopkeeper looked at Liu Yueru with horror in an instant.

He stuffed the remaining silver from Song Nanzhi back to him, quickly came to Liu Yueru's side, nodded and said, "Is this lady Madam Liu?"

"Yes." Liu Yueru replied in a faint voice.

The shopkeeper raised his hand and slapped himself hard on the face, saying, "I was blind and didn't recognize you. I didn't welcome you from far away. I'm sorry for what I did just now. Please come in."

Song Nanzhi looked at the shopkeeper in confusion and reached out to pull him over: "She is just an abandoned woman that no one wants. Why do you have to be so polite to her?"

The shopkeeper was so frightened that he almost broke out in a cold sweat. He broke free from Song Nanzhi's hand and said to him, "You don't know that Madam Liu is a distinguished guest of our cloth shop."

Then, the shopkeeper invited Liu Yueru to the back: "Madam Liu, the boss asked me to invite you to the back. The expensive cloths are all in there."

Liu Yueru walked into the backyard with the help of Yan's mother.

Song Nanzhi curiously tilted his head and looked inside from behind Liu Yueru.

He also wanted to go in.

But he was stopped by the shopkeeper, who said to Song Nan, "Sir, you are not allowed to enter here."

Song Nanzhi was very unconvinced and asked back: "She, an abandoned woman, can go in, why can't I?"

The shopkeeper raised his eyebrows and said to Song Nanzhi, "Our boss said that the biggest owner behind this cloth shop is Madam Liu. If you are the owner here, I can let you in."

Song Nanzhi's face darkened instantly. He looked at Ruan Yanluo in his arms and felt like he had been deceived by Liu Yueru.

Somewhat angrily, he pulled the shopkeeper and asked, "Can this be changed?"

After finally selling this piece of soft smoke gauze, the shopkeeper would definitely not be willing to exchange it. Besides, Madam Liu just wanted Song Nanzhi to buy this piece of soft smoke gauze cloth.

If Madam Liu knew that he had secretly exchanged these things with Song Nanzhi, he would be afraid that his job would be in jeopardy.

Everyone has heard about the fact that the prince of Zhennan Marquis's mansion favored his concubine and killed his wife. It seems that Madam Liu has a grudge against Song Nanzhi.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper frowned and raised his voice to angrily say to Song Nanzhi: "Sir, you just snatched this cloth from Madam Liu. Is there something wrong with it that you want to change it?"

Those people who were originally looking at the cloth on the side immediately looked in the direction of Song Nanzhi.