The woman who claimed to be Jing Le's great-aunt fell to the ground, her cheeks flushed red from being beaten by Eleven, her face filled with disbelief.
"Madam, are you alright?"
The maids and servants nearby immediately stepped forward to inquire and offered to help him up.
"Get out of my way, all of you! How dare you, a mere servant, hit me?"
"Let me tell you, I am Princess Anle's great-aunt. You dare to bully the princess's relative on her turf? You don't want to live anymore."
The old woman scrambled to her feet, brushed aside the servants' attempts to help her up, and launched into a tirade of angry curses at Jing Le and Eleven.
The shrew's cursing ruined her nice clothes.
The commotion here also attracted the attention of the other private rooms and the ladies and young women who had just come upstairs.
"Isn't that the aunt from the Imperial Concubine's maternal family? Why is she arguing with someone?"
"It was the wife of an official who knew the old woman," she said with a surprised expression.
"It's her. I heard that old lady is no pushover. She's a real troublemaker in the mansion. Before the Consort's sister-in-law got married, she suffered a lot at her hands."
Another official's wife, who was also attracted, scoffed, her face full of disdain.
"Hey, look over there, isn't that Princess Anle? This old woman is using Princess Anle's name to insult her, isn't she just asking for trouble?"
"That really is..."
The wives and young ladies of officials who knew Jing Le looked at the old woman with pity in their eyes.
"When did I gain the status of having a great-aunt like you? You'd better explain yourself clearly!"
Jing Le naturally heard what the other onlookers were saying and confirmed the other person's identity.
From another perspective, it wouldn't be unreasonable to call her "great-aunt" out of respect, but Jing Le just couldn't bring herself to do it.
She couldn't possibly accept a great-aunt who used her name to cause trouble everywhere.
“I am Princess Anle’s maternal great-aunt, not yours. Don’t try to claim kinship with me. We haven’t settled the score for having someone beat me up yet.”
"Considering you're still a child, compensate me five thousand taels and give me the private room."
The old woman's mercenary face was simply unbearable to look at.
Is this person crazy?
Jing Le was speechless.
"Pfft, Madam, you're asking Princess Anle to pay you five thousand taels? Isn't that a bit too much?"
"Exactly! Princess Anle is right in front of him and he doesn't even recognize her. He even calls himself Princess Anle's great-aunt. How shameless!"
Those onlookers who couldn't stand the old woman began to speak up.
"What? She's Princess Anle? Impossible!"
The old woman's face darkened. She had only come here because it was the residence of the Duke of Anle, and seeing that there were no private rooms upstairs, she remembered her slight connection with Princess Anle.
That's how they came up with this idea, but they never expected to run into Princess Anle herself.
"What are you doing?"
Just then, the Imperial Concubine slowly walked out of the private room.
A beam of light shone directly on the imperial concubine, making her appear as if she were a fairy descended from heaven.
"Wow, so beautiful! It's like a fairy descended from heaven..."
The noisy crowd fell silent instantly, all eyes turning to the Imperial Concubine.
At this moment, the Imperial Concubine's skin was so white it seemed to glow. Her delicate eyebrows and eyes had been repainted by Duan Shulan and the others, and her peach-red lips added a touch of lively color to her complexion.
From her makeup and hairstyle to her clothes, she changed everything.
She looked completely different from how she appeared before.
People would believe that the imperial concubine was only sixteen years old at that time.
"Mommy, you are so beautiful."
Jing Le was completely captivated by the drastically changed Imperial Concubine.
"Hehe, you're so naughty."
The Imperial Concubine bent down and embraced Jing Le, smiling indulgently.
This scene was witnessed by Emperor Jing and his entourage, who had come up to the third floor to look for them.
Emperor Jing stared in disbelief.
Emperor Jing: Where am I? How come Shan'er has become even more beautiful and looks much younger after just one hour?
[Haha, Father's eyes are practically glued to Mother! He's completely mesmerized by her beauty! Hehe, I wonder if Father will take Mother to make a baby after we get back to the palace...]
Emperor Jing was discovered by Jing Le as soon as he arrived.
Upon hearing this, the Imperial Concubine looked up at the stairwell and indeed saw Emperor Jing and the others standing there.
Her face flushed instantly, and the rosy glow added to her charm, making Emperor Jing stare at her intently.
Imperial Concubine: How does Lele know everything? She even wants to have a baby. I'm already an adult.
Emperor Jing: Lele's idea is excellent; we can try it tonight.
"Your Majesty, His Majesty has arrived."
Sharp-eyed people spotted Emperor Jing and his entourage and automatically made way for them.
Emperor Jing also walked over to Jing Le and the others.
"What's going on here? Why is it so lively?"
Although he was asking a question, his eyes were fixed on the Imperial Concubine.
"I just came out myself, so I don't know. You can ask Lele."
The Imperial Concubine felt embarrassed by Emperor Jing's direct gaze, as if she had returned to the time when they first met.
[Ugh, I'm so full from all this PDA from Daddy and Mommy! This couple is a must-have, they can't be separated!]
Although the Third Prince and the others didn't know why it was called "dog food" (a slang term for public displays of affection), looking at Emperor Jing and the Imperial Concubine, they were indeed quite full.
"This person claims to be my great-aunt and wants my private room. I slapped her on the 11th, and she demands that I pay her five thousand taels of silver in compensation."
Jing Le complained like any other child. Now she has fully integrated into this world and truly regards Emperor Jing and the others as her parents.
Enjoying the love and pampering of one's parents is an emotion that one's master and fellow disciples cannot replace.
"Oh, is this the person?"
The old woman had seen Emperor Jing and Consort Yang before, and when she saw Consort Yang just now, she thought to herself, "It's all over."
When Emperor Jing arrived at this moment, it was like adding insult to injury.
Who would have thought she'd bitten off more than she could chew this time, foolishly sitting right in front of the person in question.
"Your Majesty, spare my life! I know I'm guilty!"
The old woman immediately knelt down, as did the maids and servants who followed her.
Yingyi informed Emperor Jing of this person's information.
The old woman's name was Liu Mei. Her husband was Zhou Xiuyong, a seventh-rank official in the Ministry of Works, and the uncle of the Imperial Concubine's sister-in-law.
"Zhao Gan, have Lord Zhou go to the yamen to fetch his wife."
This means that Zhao Gan should take the person away.
The farce was thus resolved, and Jing Le and her entourage did not linger, returning to the palace.
However, the ladies present did not leave.
They stopped the staff on the third floor and started asking them questions.
"Miss, were the jewelry and clothing that the Imperial Concubine wore just now all from your shop? Are they for sale?"
"Miss, is the whitening face cream that Your Highness is using the one you just introduced to us? I'd like a bottle for myself too."
"Miss, is the lip rouge the Empress wore also from your shop? I'd like one too..."
Indeed, no matter where you are, soft advertising is the most direct approach.
The Imperial Concubine was completely different before and after; anyone with eyes could see it.
The beauty salon on the third floor has become incredibly popular, and the ministers returning to their residences tonight are certainly in for a treat.
His beautiful wife and concubines were busy having a great time.
Jing Le's accounts were also in excellent condition.
Sure enough, women's money is the easiest to earn.
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