Chapter 164 Shen Qingman's Warning
"I just want to remind Miss Song not to get involved with or think about things that don't belong to you." The princess' tone was meaningful, and the contempt in her eyes was so strong that she didn't hide it at all.
In her eyes, Song Ci was just a person from a small family who wanted to climb up the social ladder by relying on his good looks.
She had seen so many people like this before. Just the concubines in her father's backyard were like this. They could only let her mother beat and scold them at will.
"I don't understand what the princess said." Song Ci said in a light tone. She knew that the princess was a very casual person in her temper and disposition, but in such a public place, she didn't believe that she had no scruples at all.
"Do you understand, or are you playing dumb?" Shen Qingman said impatiently, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Is Pei Ji someone you can get involved with? He will be my husband sooner or later."
It turned out that he came for Pei Ji, but she couldn't understand why he thought he had feelings for Pei Ji, or even wanted to get involved with him. He even came to her to declare his sovereignty.
Could it be because of what Song Rouxi said that day?
She quickly figured out that the princess must have been investigating behind the scenes. She hadn't deliberately concealed her relationship with Pei Ji, so a quick investigation would reveal it.
"The princess said that Master Pei will be your husband sooner or later. I don't know if Master Pei himself knows this news."
"How dare you! How dare you speak to the princess like that?" The maid behind the princess scolded, speaking rudely to Song Ci.
The clay figure still has some temper. She didn't provoke the princess, but this person came to her inexplicably and acted like a hostess and started scolding her. If it were another girl with a softer temper, she would probably cry in frustration after being scolded by him.
But she had died once, and no matter how painful and miserable she had been, Shen Qingman's few light blows could not hurt her at all.
Chen Qingman sneered, "Song Ci, don't refuse a toast and then drink a penalty. I'm just here to warn you, I don't intend to do anything else. If I find out that you're deliberately getting close to Pei Ji and socializing with him, don't blame me for being rude to you."
"My status is vastly different from yours. I, Shen Qingman, have never failed to obtain what I want. Just like this piece of cloth."
After she finished speaking, she left with her people.
Only Song Ci's eyes were left gloomy.
Qiao Xianglan knew nothing about it. She picked out a few pieces of cloth, some for Song Laosan and some for Song Lan. Song Lan was going to pass away soon, so she had to make a few more sets of clothes for him.
Finally, she picked out several pieces of Song porcelain with exquisite patterns and elegant colors.
The storyteller saw that she had bought several pieces of cloth and had a constant smile on her face. Now he personally brought her out.
"Xiaoci, come and take a look at the cloth that your mother has chosen for you. See if you like it."
The shopkeeper was pulled by the waiter beside him, and the two of them whispered a few words, and the smile on the shopkeeper's face disappeared instantly.
"Everything mother chooses is good." Song Ci answered absentmindedly.
Qiao Xianglan was in high spirits, looking at the pieces of cloth with great satisfaction. The shopkeeper beside her coughed lightly and said, "Sir, would you like to pay? The shop is very busy, so I'm sorry I can't keep you two here for long."
This is what it means to drive people away.
Song Ci glanced at the waiter beside him, who looked away with a guilty look. She instantly understood that the waiter must have said something. The shopkeeper didn't dare to offend the princess and could only politely ask them to leave quickly.
Song Ci didn't blame others. The princess's family was powerful and influential. If she were a businesswoman, she would probably have to think twice.
"Mom, it's getting late, let's go back quickly."
Qiao Xianglan didn't notice anything unusual. She nodded when her daughter said this, paid the money and walked out.
A carriage stopped outside the door. When the curtain was opened, Song Ci saw a familiar person.
"Song Dynasty porcelain."
"Aunt Bai."
The person who came turned out to be Zhang Baiwan’s wife, Bai.
She smiled and glanced at Song Ci, then looked at Qiao Xianglan beside her, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, and she stopped the carriage and got out.
"This is your mother, right?"
Song Ci was stunned for a few seconds by her sudden enthusiasm, and quickly said, "It's my mother."
Qiao Xianglan: "Mrs. Bai."
Mrs. Bai greeted her warmly, "Don't call me Madam. I heard from my wife that I'm two years older than you. So just call me Sister Bai."
"Bai, Sister Bai."
Qiao Xianglan was a little confused, and Song Ci took the initiative to ask, "Aunt Bai, are you coming out today to do something?"
"The cloth shop just got a piece of cloth. I was planning to go take a look. I just happened to run into you guys. Why don't you go take a look at our cloth shop?" She glanced at the cloth in the hands of the two people and said quickly, "Although this cloth is good, it is also ordinary."
Sure enough, Qiao Xianglan was immediately attracted and interested. Seeing Bai's enthusiasm, the two of them agreed to go to Zhang's cloth shop together.
The two carriages drove one after the other and arrived at Zhang's cloth shop.
Bai was very enthusiastic and led the way all the way, followed by Qiao Xianglan and Song Ci.
"What a grand cloth shop." Qiao Xianglan sighed sincerely, and Song Ci also agreed deeply when looking at the cloth shop in front of him.
The cloth shop we just visited was a little famous in Beijing, but it seemed dwarfed by the mammoth Zhang Family Cloth Shop. There was no comparison at all.
Bai was observing the mother and daughter along the way. Seeing that both of them had clear eyes and no trace of greed or desire in them, she felt even more satisfied.
As soon as I walked in, I was greeted, "Hurry up, bring out the new fabrics and serve some tea and snacks."
"Aunt Bai, there's no need to go through so much trouble."
"Hey kid, what's the relationship between our two families? When you come to our cloth shop, it's like coming home. Just pick whatever you like."
Song Ci knew that her father had a good relationship with Zhang Baiwan, even better than that of brothers, but she still knew how to be polite and couldn't take other people's things for free. She picked out a few pieces of cloth and gave the money to Bai despite her strong refusal.
"You are such a naive child." Bai scolded, but her tone was full of satisfaction.
It turned out that the daughter-in-law she had chosen was not a short-sighted person.
Seeing Song Ci's bright and generous appearance, her eyes not moving around, her eyes clear, and her words organized and steady, she was not dissatisfied with any of her features and hurriedly shouted, "Look at me, my son is here today, go and call the young master out."
Song Ci's eyes flickered slightly, but Qiao Xianglan didn't think much of it. She just thought that the other person was being polite and courteous.
"Mom, why are you here?" Zhang Ziming walked out from the inner room and glanced at Bai.
Mrs. Bai pointed at Qiao Xianglan and Song Ci and said, "Why don't you say hello to your Aunt Qiao and Sister Song?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ziming instantly understood that her mother was looking for someone else for him. This was the third time. He didn't like the little cousin before and the young lady from the scholar's family.
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