After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

Anyang stopped and turned back, looking angry: "What do you want from me? Do you want me, a princess of a country, to apologize to you?"

"I dare not, and I don't think so," Ning Miao lowered her head, "I just think that Your Highness doesn't want to have a bad relationship with my second brother."

Anyang looked at her and pursed his lips.

She hit the nail on the head.

Of course she didn't want to have a bad relationship with Yan Mobai, but things had already happened.

"What can you do?"

Ning Miao signaled to Shopkeeper Han and the shop assistant: "Pick up the rouge on the ground."

Finally, he told Chunlan: "Make a cup of tea for His Highness."

Finally, she made a gesture to Anyang, "Your Highness, please follow me to the inner room to talk."

Anyang was in a complicated mood, angry, upset, and feeling a little guilty when he saw Ning Miao's face was swollen and red.

She didn't like the feeling of being arranged by a lowly woman as a princess of a country, but she had to lower her status and compromise herself to obey the other party's arrangements.

For Yan Mobai, she endured it.

After all, Yan Mobai would be her consort in the future, and this woman would be her sister-in-law.

Anyang followed Ning Miao into an elegant room inside the shop.

"Please take a seat, Princess." Ning Miao said respectfully.

Anyang walked to the main seat arrogantly and sat down, with a cold face: "Go ahead."

Chunlan brought in the tea, Ning Miao took it and personally placed it on the table in front of Anyang.

After Chunlan left, Ning Miao spoke tentatively, "I wonder if it was your Highness who took the initiative to ask to come to Chaohua Rouge Shop today, or was it my second brother's suggestion?"

"I took the initiative to bring it up, and he had no objection." Anyang said unhappily.

Ok.

Ning Miao was a little disappointed.

It seems that playing hard to get and ignoring him for so many days has no effect at all.

"Why do you ask this?" Anyang picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip of tea. He frowned and put the cup back on the table with a "pop".

After getting used to drinking the palace's Queshe tea, this folk tea tastes so bad.

Ning Miao saw it, but didn't care. He said, "Since my second brother has no objection, it means that what His Highness proposed is exactly what he wants. He also wants His Highness to come to our Rouge Shop."

Anyang's eyes moved slightly.

is it?

"so what?"

"So, why did he want His Highness to come to our rouge shop? I think there are two reasons."

Anyang waited for her to finish.

"First, he doesn't actually treat Your Highness as an outsider." Ning Miao said.

Hearing this, Anyang's face turned pale, and he remembered Yan Mobai's last sentence.

He clearly said she was an outsider.

"Are you laughing at me?" Anyang looked extremely unhappy.

Ning Miao quickly denied: "No, no, Your Highness, please listen to what I have to say."

Anyang has a strong and patient temper.

Ning Miao continued to speak respectfully: "I think Your Highness knows my second brother better than I do. He would never bring a woman to his shop easily."

"Anyway, it has never happened before, but he brought His Highness here today, which is rare."

"What does this mean? It means that Your Highness is special to my second brother, and that my second brother doesn't treat Your Highness as an outsider."

When Anyang heard this, he agreed.

The gloom on his face was instantly swept away.

"What about two?"

"Secondly, I hope to borrow the help of Your Highness."

"Borrow my light? What do you mean?"

"Our shop has just launched a flower-shaped rouge box and a sign for each box. I think my second brother also wants Your Highness to see these. It can not only give Your Highness a new look, but also bring business and reputation to our shop if Your Highness thinks it is good and spreads it with your status as a noble princess."

Anyang said nothing, thinking that what she said made sense.

"So, Your Highness, only by pursuing what he really wants can you truly understand him and be in tune with him," Ning Miao said sincerely.

Anyang responded.

"You mean, let me spread the word?"

"In fact, Your Highness doesn't need to do anything special. You just need to take a few boxes back and give them to the ladies in the palace, or give them to the noble ladies who are on good terms with Your Highness. They will naturally spread the word."

"In this way, Your Highness can not only gain the gratitude of these people, but also achieve the purpose of spreading the word. My second brother will also look at Your Highness with new eyes."

Anyang was convinced instantly.

"It's that simple?"

Ning Miao nodded: "It's that simple."

"Okay, give me a few more boxes. I promise to send them all out to you and help you make Chaohua Rouge Shop famous."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Ning Miao saluted.

-

Anyang took a bag of rouge and left with full confidence.

Chunlan came over with two peeled hard-boiled eggs in her hands: "Madam's face is very swollen, rubbing it with this will reduce the swelling."

"I'll do it myself." Ning Miao reached out and took the egg.

The moment the egg hit his face, Ning Miao hissed in pain.

Chunlan saw this and felt very distressed.

"Even if she is a princess, she can't bully others like this, right? She beat the lady like this, why give her such a big bag of free rouge?"

Manager Han and several shop assistants were also puzzled.

Ning Miao curled his lips.

"Don't worry, we will earn back the money for that pack of rouge soon."

"Madam, do you have any plans?" asked Manager Han.

"Yeah." Ning Miao nodded.

"I've thought about it. What we lack now is publicity. If we follow the common method of going out on the streets to promote it ourselves, we won't get much out of it because everyone does it this way."

"But if everyone knew that the ladies in the palace, the princesses, and the noble ladies were all using the rouge in our shop and that it was good, do you think people would buy it?"

Shopkeeper Han suddenly realized, "So, the lady gave her so much rouge so that she could give it to the queen and the noble ladies?"

"Ah."

You have to let her do something, you can't just slap her in the face for nothing.

-

As dusk fell, Yan Mobai was practicing swordplay in the open area in the backyard of the Yongchang Marquis' Mansion.

Chifeng Lanying stood aside, watching their master's clothes and hair flying, his body as light as a swallow, the long sword in his hand like a silver snake or dragon, unpredictable and as fast as lightning.

Lan Ying tilted his head and whispered in Chi Feng's ear: "Every time I see you practicing swordsmanship, I feel ashamed. We can only look up to you for such superb swordsmanship. How can we be worthy enough to be his personal guards?"

Chi Feng glanced at him and said nothing.

"By the way, you usually practice in the courtyard of Fuxueyuan. Why did you come to the backyard to practice today?" Lan Ying asked Chi Feng.

The elders in his family had the habit of "reading in the morning and practicing sword in the evening", and they did this every day, regardless of rain, fog, frost or snow.

But today I changed the place for practicing sword skills.

"The Lord said that the courtyard of Fuxue Garden is too small and it is not convenient to perform." Chi Feng said.

Blue Shadow nodded.

But the courtyard of Fuxueyuan is not small.

However, compared to the main backyard of the Marquis's mansion, it is naturally smaller.

Seeing that his master had finished practicing the ten sections every day, Chi Feng picked up a basin of clean water that had been prepared beside him and walked forward to wash his hands.

Lan Ying also stepped forward, preparing to take the sword from his hand.

"No rush, practice five more stages." Yan Mobai signaled the two to leave.

The long sword in his hand made a beautiful sword flower, he tapped the ground with his toes, flew up, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, leaving a cold mark in the air.