Xiaoqing closed her mouth, not knowing what she had said wrong, and whispered, "Miss..."

Jiang Xirong looked at Xiaoqing and said softly, "Hurry up and clean up."

Xiaoqing and Xiaoyue squatted down to clean up the pastries and got out of the carriage. It

was the first time that Jiang Xirong saw Jiang Yuanyi lose her composure like this, and looked at her with some worry: "What's wrong?"

The girl's face was pale, her dense eyelashes trembled slightly, and the pupils hidden under her eyelashes flashed coldly, like a cold spring under the moonlight.

Jiang Yuan leaned on the side and closed her eyes gently: "Sister, I'm fine."

But her hands, which were placed beside her, were clenched tightly, and her nails were deeply embedded in her palms.

In her previous life, the person who had made things difficult for her, bullied her, forced a smelly and rotten rag into her mouth, and then scratched her face with a knife was less than ten steps away from her.

This was after her rebirth. She met her enemy so accidentally at such a close distance.

Since her rebirth, Jiang Yuanyi had thought about how to face them. The Chu family was so powerful, how could the small Jiang family afford to offend them. She had always wanted to hide and avoid Chu Huan, but until this moment, Jiang Yuanyi realized how much she hated him.

The cold and bloody hatred blocked her chest, and her internal organs seemed to be splashed with poisonous wine, gurgling and smoking.

She opened her red lips slightly, took several deep breaths, and then slowly suppressed her violent heartbeat.

Jiang Yuanyi then remembered that they had seen the same scene at this time in the previous life. Liu Ruyan was arrogant and insisted on going first, so the Jiang family had no choice but to wait.

When Yuanyi arrived later, she saw Liu Ruyan looking at her with jealousy. Jiang Yuanyi ignored her and walked aside. Every time she chose a piece of material, Liu Ruyan would snatch it away. Jiang Yuanyi finally couldn't help it and questioned her why she did that, but Liu Ruyan sarcastically said that she was of low birth and no matter how beautiful she was, she was still a man's plaything.

Jiang Yuanyi lifted half of the curtain, looked at the luxurious carriage, and said to Xiaoqing: "Xiaoqing, let's go to the West Street Flower Market."

Xiaoqing stood on tiptoe and whispered: "Miss, what are you buying?"

Jiang Yuanyi whispered something, then closed the curtain, her pretty face hidden under the veil, as cold as frost.

After waiting for nearly a quarter of an hour, the Jiang family's carriage started and slowly drove towards Yunxian Pavilion. After arriving at

the gate of Yunxian Pavilion, Xiaoyue helped the two get off the carriage, and Mrs. Jiang led her two daughters inside.

The maid lifted the curtain at the door and saw that there were all kinds of silks, satins, and brocade gauze inside, with various colors and patterns. There were many girls inside, and some men.

The customs of Ning'an Kingdom are not too restrictive. Unmarried women can wear veils when going out as long as their parents allow them to. After getting married, they can go out as long as their husbands allow them to. Whether to wear veils is up to their own preference.

In Yunxian Pavilion, men and women are very lively.

Liu Ruyan is wearing a scarlet embroidered Xinglin Yunyan brocade dress, a white feather satin cloak with moon-white emerald pattern, a double-knife bun, a gilded jade Gulan step-shake and a red agate pendant. Her dress is gorgeous, and she stands out even in the most prosperous clothing shop in the capital.

At this time, she is slightly raising her chin, her charming eyes are slightly lowered, and she scans everything in front of her one by one, her fingertips lightly stroking the fabric.

Liu Ruyan heard from the maid that Yunxian Pavilion had a batch of cloth just delivered from the Western Regions, which was glittering and dazzling, so she came to take a look.

At this time, the curtain at the door was suddenly opened, and a slender and graceful figure came in. The woman was wearing a long dress with feather blue thread and silver wavy patterns, and a moon-white cloak with peach blossom embroidery, and her temperament was as beautiful as a flower.

The breeze from the curtain gently lifted the white gauze in front of the woman, and an extremely stunning face, like a fairy or a demon, instantly appeared in Liu Ruyan's eyes.

She frowned in disbelief, slightly widened her eyes, and wanted to go closer to take a look, but saw that the woman followed the waiter to the private room.

How could she be so beautiful... I must have seen it wrong...

Liu Ruyan had never seen such a stunning woman in the capital, and she had lost interest in choosing fabrics. She glanced at the private room from time to time.

In the private room, the waiter brought three books and said enthusiastically: "These are the most popular styles in the capital now. They are all in this book. Ladies, please take a look first. I will ask the master to measure your sizes right away."

Madam Jiang smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Madam Jiang flipped through the book, smiling: "Rong'er, Yi'er, take a look at what styles you like. Choose the clothes you will wear for the birthday of Princess Hui in a few days."

Jiang Xirong and Jiang Yuanyi nodded in agreement.

Jiang Yuanyi's mind was not on this. She casually pointed with her jade hands, flipped through a few pages, and chose a cross-neck, knee-wrapped dress and handed it to her mother: "Let's take this one, use a simple and elegant color."

Jiang Xirong also chose one and handed it to her mother. After a while, the waiter just now came with a female master holding a ruler.

The female master measured the two people's sizes quickly, recorded them, and after carefully asking about the requirements of the three people, she smiled and said: "Okay, someone can be sent to pick them up in two days. We have also received a lot of new fabrics in our store. Although they are not as exquisite and luxurious as those sent by Mrs. Jiang, they all have their own strengths. Ladies can go and have a look."

As she was talking, Xiaoqing opened the door and came in, walking to Jiang Yuanyi's side.

Jiang Yuanyi stood up and said, "Mother, I'll go out and look at other fabrics first."

Jiang said, "Go quickly, you finally made it out."

After Jiang Yuanyi bowed, she walked out of the private room and happened to meet Liu Ruyan's inquiring gaze. She pretended not to see it and walked slowly while looking at the fabrics.

Liu Ruyan really walked over here. Jiang Yuanyi pretended to like a piece of fabric. As soon as her hand touched it, a hand suddenly appeared beside her. The fingers were slender and painted with red nail polish, and it grabbed the fabric fiercely.

Jiang Yuanyi looked at her and said calmly, "This girl, do you understand the principle of first come first served?"

Liu Ruyan raised her eyebrows and said in a sharp voice, "This fabric is mine because I like it! Who do you think you are?"

After that, she pushed Jiang Yuanyi away and put the fabric into the maid behind her.

As expected, she was just as unreasonable and arrogant as in the previous life.

Jiang Yuanyi took advantage of the force of her push and deliberately knocked over the vase behind her. The half-person-high vase beside her suddenly fell to the ground with a loud noise. All eyes were focused on this place.

This scene was really interesting. A beautiful and domineering woman was domineering, with a look of surprise and smugness that she couldn't retract in time, while the other woman, with a slender figure, although her appearance could not be seen clearly, fell to the ground weakly, which made people feel pity no matter how they looked at her.

Xiaoqing stood in front of Jiang Yuanyi and cried out in a tearful voice: "Why did you push our young lady? It was obviously our young lady who chose the fabric first. If you really like it, our young lady could give it to you. But you! Without saying a word, you came up to grab it and pushed our young lady to the ground. Do you really think that you can do whatever you want just because you are a concubine of the Chu family and bully us common people?!"

Jiang Yuanyi whispered these words to Xiaoqing before the two of them stepped out of the door. Xiaoqing always followed the young lady's orders, so she quickly took note of it. As expected by the young lady, the annoying guy dressed like a peony soon followed and "helped" push her.

Xiaoqing pointed out the blame loudly at the right moment, explaining to everyone what happened and clearly pointing out who was at fault for this farce. At this time, Liu Ruyan was no longer the beautiful and arrogant girl just now. Her face was red and covered with dense red spots, which was very creepy.

People around them talked about it: "This Mr. Chu is as gentle as jade, how could he marry such a woman?"

"Yes, the girl is so weak, she snatched other people's things, and pushed others. The broken pieces of porcelain are so piercing, she is so cruel..."

"That's it... Hey, look at her face!"

"Ah!!" Screams suddenly rang out around.

Liu Ruyan was so angry that she was fuming. She pointed at Jiang Yuanyi and said, "Get up! Stop pretending!"

"How scary!"

"What's wrong with her face? It's so scary!"

The maid behind Liu Ruyan came up to her and took a look. She suppressed her scream and found a mirror and put it in front of Liu Ruyan.

Liu Ruyan glared at the maid, and then saw her own red and scary face in the mirror.

The face was red and swollen, twice as big as usual, and covered with dense red spots. Liu Ruyan screamed in fear.

How could this happen? ! Although she passed by the flower market this morning, she did not open the car window...

The eyes of the people around her were getting more and more focused, as if they wanted to record her embarrassing appearance at this time, and then take it back to add fuel to the fire and tell the neighbors.

She looked at Jiang Yuanyi with hatred, and turned away with the four maids as if escaping.

Xiaoqing helped Jiang Yuanyi up, and she was a little scared when she thought of Liu Ruyan's resentful eyes just now. She leaned over to Yuanyi's ear and whispered: "Miss, she won't take revenge on us, will she?" Jiang Yuanyi looked at

Liu Ruyan's back and said coldly: "Don't be afraid."

Liu Ruyan was the daughter of a seventh-rank official. Because of her beautiful appearance, she married Chu Huan as a concubine. She relied on her favor and became arrogant and domineering, but in the end she was a brainless person. Jiang Yuanyi was jealous of Chu Huan, but she didn't take Liu Ruyan seriously.

In her previous life, Jiang Yuanyi liked flowers and always liked to plant some flowers in the yard. Once, Liu Ruyan came to Jiang Yuanyi's house to complain, but when she returned, she had acne on her face for almost half a month. Chu Huan disliked her for a long time. After she recovered, she had all the flowers in her yard destroyed.

Although Chu Huan doted on Yuanyi at that time, he never cared about the affairs of the backyard. He only regarded all the women in the backyard as tools to vent his desires. Even if Liu Ruyan went back and made a big fuss this time, Chu Huan would not care about her, let alone help her vent her anger.

Jiang Yuanyi knew better than anyone how selfish and cold he was.

The private room chosen by Jiang Yuanyi was far away from the hall, and she could hardly hear any noise. When she returned to the private room, her mother and sister were still choosing other styles of clothes.

She walked to the side and sat down, lifting the white veil of her hat, with a sweet smile on her lips, like the first drop of snow water melted by the spring breeze on the snow-capped mountains, clean and transparent, with warmth in the coolness.

Jiang Xirong touched her face: "What's wrong? You

were in a bad mood just now." Jiang Yuanyi shook her head and said to her sister and mother: "Let's go to Yunsheng Pavilion for dinner later. I heard from Xiaoqing that there are new dishes there."

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