Shi Xiuzhu rolled her eyes at Yinreng so hard they were practically pointing to the sky.
Yinreng looked at her with a straight face: "Don't say I tricked you. Think about it, without me lending my name to the Guarjia clan, would they dare to do business there?"
Shi Xiuzhu pursed his lips and remained silent. The world has changed; the royal family is now far more powerful than any aristocratic family.
She admitted defeat, saying, "If I can get through to Father Emperor's approval, I will write to him and tell him."
Seeing her pitiful state, like a wilted eggplant, Tong Wanyan said, "It's much easier to do business with the imperial credentials than to develop the market yourself. Although you, sir, will get more profit, the caravan can ask for higher prices. After all, it carries the imperial name, so it's different from the goods of ordinary people."
Yinreng snorted softly: "Only Xiaoyan understands me."
Tong Wanyan dotes on Yinreng, so much so that Shi Xiuzhu's teeth ache from watching.
"Seeing my beloved younger sister siding with another man, I, as the older brother..." Shi Xiuzhu noticed Yinreng's cold gaze and quickly changed her words: "As the older sister, I feel very bitter."
"You always have such a loose tongue. Everyone outside praises you as generous and dignified, a model of virtue for the world, but I think they're blind." What annoyed Yinreng the most was that Shi Xiuzhu had the heart of a man but wore the skin of a woman, using this to constantly revolve around his sweetheart, showing concern and care.
If it were something malicious, he would have just chopped off her claws. But Shi Xiuzhu genuinely treated Tong Wanyan like a younger sister. You couldn't hit her or scold her; a punch felt like hitting cotton.
Yinreng and Shi Xiuzhu would exchange a few words here and there, while Tong Wanyan, bored, would peel sunflower seeds and listen to their verbal sparring as if it were a storytelling performance.
"There are bad guys trying to bully the beauty! There are bad guys trying to bully the beauty!" The merrily wandering around the palace suddenly flew back in a hurry, forgetting even the flowers it always remembered to bring back.
The black bird flapped its wings and circled around Tong Wanyan's head, its small tufts of pale yellow feathers trembling nervously.
Yinreng and Shi Xiuzhu both frowned, their expressions unfriendly.
On the contrary, Tong Wanyan remained extremely calm: "Why are you all in such a hurry? The harem is supposed to be bustling. I've had a smooth journey all this time, as if I'm entering the palace to enjoy a life of luxury, which makes me an anomaly. Xuan Niao, with your yellow feathers, didn't anyone see you eavesdropping and catch you to roast and eat?"
The black bird, elegantly crossing its claws, stood in Tong Wanyan's palm and immediately bristled.
What does "yellow hair" mean?
Its feathers are so beautiful, how can it be called yellow-haired!
They were clearly soft, beautiful, and vibrant pale yellow feathers!
The black bird's bright feathers bristled with anger, but its claws knew their limits, carefully avoiding scratching Tong Wanyan's hand.
Everything about a beautiful woman is forgivable.
Tong Wanyan chuckled as she stroked the black bird's feathers: "I misspoke. Our black birds are so beautiful, how come no one can spot them at a glance?"
The black bird's head bristled with pride, displaying its exceptional spirit.
"They're fools, squatting in that dark room with their heads down talking, they can't see the birds in the sky," the Black Bird said proudly.
Yinreng poked its bulging belly: "Don't steal the melon seeds that Xiaoyan peeled for me. Let Jixiang peel yours."
The black bird wiggled its bottom and swatted Yinreng's hand away. Its small body could still hurt quite a bit when it bumped into someone.
"Master, don't tease it. It was meant to be eaten, and besides, the black bird has done a great service." Tong Wanyan fed the black bird a melon seed.
Xuan Niao immediately took advantage of the situation and provoked Yinreng: "Birds are the darlings of beauties. You're not as good-looking as a bird, so go away."
Yinreng was annoyed and didn't want to argue with the foolish bird who had indeed made a contribution.
"You said someone wants to harm Xiao Yan, how exactly?" Yinreng didn't ask where Xuan Niao had heard it.
Could a bird possibly recognize which palace a person belongs to or what their name is? All the palace maids dress the same, look almost identical—two eyes, one nose, one mouth—it's easier to look it up yourself than to have a bird describe them.
"They're going to send you a wife, and make the beauty cry!" Xuan Niao clearly set a trap for Yinreng.
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