Zhong Wanyue scoffed disdainfully, "This is the first time I've heard of someone asking for something and daring to make a list. They really know how to push their luck."
Zhong Wanyue clearly looked down on Shen Ning. It wasn't out of any grudge or intention to target him; she simply didn't like him.
Shen Ning sized her up a few times. Although she could always turn enemies into customers, it depended on her mood.
For example, she didn't want to earn a single penny of Lu Shuying's and Li Kun's money; she was mainly annoyed by them.
It's not that she can't win over Zhong Wanyue, and so far she hasn't done anything that's unacceptable to her, but she likes Li Kun.
It's already quite unusual that someone would still like Li Kun after knowing about his past relationship with Lu Shuying, but the main thing is that she's going to become the Crown Prince's consort in the future... uh...
Forget it, she doesn't need another client.
Seeing that the little sycophant had fallen silent, Princess Chang Le knew that she didn't like Zhong Wanyue. This was strange. Before, when those noble ladies were so openly sarcastic towards her, she could still join in with a smile and turn those people into her clients. Why couldn't she do the same to Zhong Wanyue?
Finally, she secretly told Shen Ning, "My maternal grandparents' family is not short of money. Don't you have anything you can sell to them?"
Shen Ning chuckled: "You know that's your rented house too?"
Anyone who didn't know better would think you were Shen Ning's spy.
Princess Chang Le chuckled and said, "I'm only siding with you because I've received a favor from you. Besides, they're paying for things, not giving them away for free."
Shen Ning smiled and shook her head, remaining silent.
Princess Chang Le gave her a deep look, and seeing that she really didn't want to continue the topic, she moved on.
The three of them couldn't just sit there idly, so Princess Chang Le took Shen Ning to see her residence, but Zhong Wan Yue refused to go and went back to rest.
Once she reached the empty pavilion, Princess Chang Le finally relaxed and slumped into a chair, saying, "I haven't been out for almost a month, I'm going to die of boredom."
Shen Ning chuckled. Indeed, Princess Chang Le loved going out to ride horses and shoot arrows, and to find people to play with everywhere. It was really hard on her to stay at home for a month.
"Don't relax too soon. There's still a tough battle ahead tomorrow. Weddings are the most tiring."
Princess Chang Le sighed, "So be it, just this once, we'll get through this."
Shen Ning sat next to her.
Princess Chang Le tilted her head and looked at her: "And you, when are you planning to get married?"
Shen Ning opened her eyes blankly: "Huh, who am I going to marry?"
Princess Chang Le jumped up: "My mother has a book that records in detail the appearance, family background, temperament, and number of men in the harem of eligible young men in the capital. It's updated regularly. I'll have someone bring it to you to take a look later."
Shen Ning was astonished: "Why is the Princess doing this? Is she going to be a full-time matchmaker?"
Princess Chang Le waved her hand: "It's just a basic information need. When ladies of their age sit together, they talk about the marriages of their younger generation, which family is not yet married, and which family's daughter is ready to get married. My mother prepared those things so that she wouldn't be clueless when asked questions during their conversations, and also to check out families with character issues."
Shen Ning understood. It wasn't necessary to use it, but it was essential to know. Being out of place was one thing, but being misled into saying the wrong thing or praising the wrong person would be a huge loss of face.
Shen Ning didn't want to respond to the gossip, but Princess Chang Le wouldn't let her off the hook, just staring at her. Helpless, she could only shake her head: "I have no intention of getting married right now."
Princess Chang Le thought about her debts. Although some people might mind, it wasn't a big problem. Someone could afford the dowry of ten thousand taels of gold, and she herself was good at making money. With Princess Qi as guarantor and her support as a princess and the young mistress of the Prime Minister's mansion, she wouldn't marry badly.
Shen Ning knew what she was thinking: "It's not about money. I personally don't care about marriage, and I don't want to live with a man. If we have to get married, then let's wait until it's absolutely necessary..."
In short, avoid it if you can, and take it one step at a time.
Princess Chang Le thought of her previous marriage, and realized that once bitten, twice shy, she was now completely disillusioned with marriage.
It's all her fiancé's and sister's fault for being so heartless; they've given this good girl psychological trauma.
In the evening, a banquet was held at the Prince Qi's mansion. Today's guests were all from the mansion, from top to bottom, including the host family, some close relatives who came to help, and the maids in the mansion. They could also have a meal to reward themselves, since they would be busy all day tomorrow.
The bride was not allowed to go out; the food was brought into the room, and Shen Ning and Zhong Wanyue naturally stayed there to eat with Chang Le.
Zhong Wanyue made no attempt to hide her disdain for Shen Ning, yet she was also very well-mannered; even if she didn't like him, she wouldn't bother with him.
During the meal, he only spoke to Princess Chang Le, not even sparing Shen Ning a glance.
Shen Ning remained seated, eating quietly and listening to the two's casual conversation, completely like an invisible person.
Having eaten until she was about 70-80% full, Shen Ning was about to put down her chopsticks when someone outside called out that the young master had arrived.
Shen Ning glanced at Princess Chang Le, then looked to the left and saw that the person who had just been listless and had no appetite suddenly sat up straight. Her eyes, which were always full of impatience and arrogance, suddenly became surprisingly bright, filled with expectant light, and she was full of vitality.
Then she nervously straightened her clothes, her face visibly flushed with shyness.
Li Kun entered quickly, his voice quite cheerful: "Changle, have you eaten yet? His Majesty has bestowed imperial food upon you, and Father asked me to bring it to you."
As soon as Li Kun appeared, Zhong Wanyue stood up. When he got closer, she nervously clutched her handkerchief, her face flushed with excitement, showing the shyness and helplessness of seeing her beloved.
"Cousin...cousin..." he stammered.
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