Lvju was frightened by her eyes and felt her whole body go cold. She couldn't help but shiver and stammered, "I'll go, go and prepare something for you to eat."

"Um."

Jiang Muxue didn't look at her and she immediately retreated.

Zhong Lei lay on the bed for two hours before slowly waking up. He felt the pain in all his limbs and couldn't help but cry out.

He paused for a long time, looked around, and found that he had returned to the bedroom of the Zhong Mansion. Only then did he relax.

"Someone come, someone come..."

Jiang Muxue was sitting outside having dinner. She didn't move when she heard the noise. She didn't move until she had almost finished eating. Then she slowly rinsed her mouth, wiped the water stains from her lips, and then slowly stood up and walked into the inner room.

"My husband, you finally woke up. You must have been worried about me." She said in a sweet voice, and tears immediately welled up in her eyes.

Then she fell to the edge of the bed, and tears slid down her cheeks.

Zhong Lei felt so distressed when he saw the beauty crying so sadly, and he quickly comforted her: "My dear, please stop crying. You are making my heart break. Don't worry, I am fine and will be well soon."

"Xue'er just can't bear to see her husband getting hurt, and she wishes all this pain would fall on me." Jiang Muxue cried sadly while slowly lifting up her scattered hair.

Zhong Lei immediately noticed the swollen other half of her face and asked, "Who hurt you?"

Jiang Muxue immediately looked panicked, and quickly pulled her hair down to cover her face, saying, "It's okay, it's okay..."

Zhong Lei understood what she meant when he saw her expression. He frowned and asked, "Did mother deliberately make things difficult for you again? She even hit you this time?"

Jiang Muxue shook her head gently, "It is I who made my mother-in-law unhappy. This is what I deserve."

"Alas..." Zhong Lei felt so distressed that he forced himself to sit up, gently turned her face towards him, and coaxed her softly, "Come, let your husband take a look to see if it's serious."

Jiang Muxue then obediently turned her face towards him and said, "I have already applied medicine, it's nothing serious."

"It's still so swollen after applying the medicine? Mother was too harsh. I will talk to her in person tomorrow. Although I took you as my concubine, I want to treat you as my wife."

Jiang Muxue looked so grateful that she burst into tears. She said in a sweet voice, "My husband is the only one in this world who truly loves me."

"I'm your husband. If I don't love you, who else should I love?" Zhong Lei gently rubbed her hair and let her lean on his chest.

Jiang Muxue slowly lowered her eyelashes, looking obedient and submissive.

…

The next day.

Jiang Muyu went to a shop that specialized in making custom signs early in the morning to order a few plaques, and then went to check the shop. She had not been there in person since Qingman took office.

Today she went out alone with Yunshan.

The carriage arrived at the door of the shop, Yunshan went down first and supported her.

Qingman saw her coming and immediately came forward, "I, Gu Qingman, come to see the princess."

Jiang Muyu quickly helped her up and said, "Keep a low profile, keep a low profile."

Qingman smiled awkwardly, "I didn't think it through."

"It's okay." Jiang Muyu stepped over the threshold and walked in.

There were two people looking at clothes in the shop, and the waiter was introducing them.

Jiang Muyu walked around the shop. This was a very traditional clothing shop. Finished clothes were displayed on both sides of the shop, and various colored fabrics were piled in the middle of the shop.

Jiang Muyu walked to the middle, picked up a few pieces of cloth, looked at them for a while, and asked, "Are these the cloths dyed by Tan Niang?"

Qingman nodded and said, "Yes, these are all cloths that came directly from the dyeing workshop recently, and the sales volume is quite good."

"Mrs. Tan's craftsmanship is indeed good."

She looked at the ready-made clothes again; they were all traditional styles, not much different from those she had seen in other shops.

She frowned and said, "The style is very safe, but there is nothing new about it."

Qing Man was stunned for a moment, "What does the Queen mean?"

Jiang Muyu said, "These clothes need to be altered, but Jinxiu Manor is dedicated to making clothes for the royal family, and each piece is expensive. We naturally cannot compete with this century-old brand. Why don't we find another way and focus on the common people? Although we may not make as much as Jinxiu Manor, we have a wide audience and a large customer base."

Qing Man was puzzled and asked, "How do you want to change the clothes, Madam? In that case, do we just give up the noble market?"

Jiang Muyu smiled and said, "Don't worry, you have to make small money first before you can make big money."

Qingman smiled and said, "I will obey you, Madam."

Since she had nothing to do today, she decided to start working on it right away.

"Qingman, where is our shop's embroidery lady?"

"In the workshop in the back hall."

Jiang Muyu said: "Take me to have a look."

"Your Majesty, please follow me." Qingman led her to the back hall from the side.

There is a yard at the back of the shop, which is used by embroiderers to make garments. There are five embroiderers in the shop, all of whom are women living nearby and have good embroidery skills.

When they walked in, several embroiderers were embroidering their own clothes.

Qingman walked over and clapped her hands gently, and several people looked up and greeted her: "Gu, the shopkeeper."

Qingman introduced: "This is our superior, Princess Rui."

Several people were so frightened that they immediately stood up and bowed to her, saying, "Greetings, Princess."

"No need to be polite, everyone." Jiang Muyu walked in with a kind smile on her face, and said, "Don't be polite, everyone. I came here today because I need your help with something."

Several people looked at each other, what could they do to help the princess?

Jiang Muyu saw the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone on the table in the middle, so he walked behind the table and said, "Yunshan, help me grind the ink."

"Yes." Yunshan walked up to her.

Over there, the waiter came over and whispered something to Qingman, and Qingman nodded.

After the waiter left, Qing Man was about to say something, but Jiang Muyu waved at her, "Go and do your work."

"Yes." Qingman went out immediately.

Jiang Muyu picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and began to draw according to the improved version of Hanfu that he had seen in modern times.

The first thing she painted was the Song Dynasty Hanfu. This kind of Hanfu is not only easy to wear, but also does not cause too many obstructions. She used airplane sleeves on the outer robe, which not only maintained the original flowing feeling of the clothes, but also made the cuffs smaller so as not to affect the people's work. The lower body is wide Song Dynasty trousers, which are not only convenient but also have a certain protective effect on women.

After she finished drawing, she handed the drawing to one of the embroiderers and said, "Make a dress according to my drawing."

Several people looked around and nodded in approval.

“How long does it take to make a set of clothes?”

Xiu Niang said, "Usually, five of us work together to make clothes. It takes about five or six days to make a set of clothes from the inside to the outside."

The embroidery of clothes in this era was very exquisite and all were made entirely by hand, so the progress was naturally slower.

Jiang Muyu nodded in understanding, "Don't show it off after you make it. Let me see it in person before making any plans."

"yes."

"Then you guys continue with your work. I will leave first."

Several people bowed to her and said, "Farewell, Princess."

When Jiang Muyu walked out of the back hall, he heard some noisy noise. He walked forward and saw a group of people gathered at the door of the shop.

At this time, a woman in her fifties was standing at the door of the shop, holding a piece of clothing in her hand and arguing with Qingman. People were all around watching the show.

She said in an unusually loud voice: "I bought this dress from your shop. I wore it only twice before it frayed. Are you still trying to get out of paying me?"

Qing Man said helplessly: "I just checked, the clothes you brought are already a bit old. If you want to return them now, we really can't do anything."

"Why won't you give me a refund? You black-hearted shop, you sold rotten goods to others and you don't even admit it! Look, the words Jiang Ji are clearly embroidered on the back of the collar. I only wore it twice. It doesn't look new because your dye is too bad. It faded after one wash!"

Just by listening to these two conversations, Jiang Muyu understood that someone must be causing trouble.