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"If you do a good job, I can give you the rest of the shops later, provided that you can really meet my requirements." Qin Yuyao looked at her seriously with a scrutinizing look in her eyes.
It was a great surprise and joy to receive Qin Yuyao's approval today. Yang Han naturally agreed immediately. Yang Zhiyan was from an imperial merchant family and treated her like a daughter. Over time, she could see that Qin Yuyao's shops would be a huge success in the future.
"Thank you, Princess!" At this time, Yang Han's eyes looking at Qin Yuyao had turned into gratitude and respect.
Qin Yuyao didn't keep the secret and quickly stated her other request: "When you return to the border, please take good care of Madam Yang."
After a pause, Qin Yuyao's expression sharpened again: "I can see that you are an ambitious woman, which is good. If it is about business, I can indeed help you, but if it involves the prince, I will definitely not give in."
Yang Han smiled bitterly inwardly, and a hint of it showed on his face: "I think you can guess that what happened that day was Madam Yang's own idea. I don't know the reason, but what is certain is that Madam Yang seems to have no love for the prince at all."
She said this very directly. If there was no one around, Qin Yuyao would have thought that Yang Han said this on purpose for the prince to hear.
Thinking of the secret guards following him, it seemed that Luan Zhengya would know what happened in the shop today without him saying anything.
The fingertips tapped lightly on the table, and the nails carefully trimmed by Jin Yu were like water jade. The regular sound became the only sound in this place.
After a moment, Qin Yuyao said calmly, "You should keep your mind to what happened today. Don't mention it again in the future. Madam Yang is the prince's biological mother no matter what."
Whether Luan Zhengya was disappointed or left some room for maneuver, it was not a reason that others could point out casually.
After hearing this, Yang Han nodded obediently. Now she was Qin Yuyao's person, so naturally she would listen to her.
Before Yang Han left, Qin Yuyao instructed him, "I will arrange for people to go to the border in half a month at the latest. You should persuade Madam Yang to set off as soon as possible."
That night, Qin Yuyao told her everything about Yang Han coming to see her, but she thought about it and didn't say anything about Yang Zhiyan.
Luan Zhengya was surprised to find that her princess was being particularly cooperative tonight, with a flicker of pity in her eyes. Was this sympathy for her? Luan Zhengya raised an eyebrow, but didn't think much of it.
After all, I'm the one being 'sympathized', so a little more excessive wouldn't be too much, right?
Luan Zhengya's hot body was half pressed against Qin Yuyao. At first, they kissed lightly, their tongues intertwined. Then, he gradually moved down, lighting fires all over her body, trying to burn her whole body.
Because the princess was very shy about the pleasures of the boudoir, no one entered their bedroom at night. Only the low humming of the two of them could be heard, like the harmonious sound of a zither.
As the passion intensified, Luan Zhengya's movements became increasingly ferocious, forcing Qin Yuyao to cling to his neck, her hair soaked with sweat, her cheeks gradually flushed.
The affection she had initially felt completely vanished under this swift and violent action. Qin Yuyao angrily said, "Luan Zhengya!" and then bit his shoulder.
Not only did it not slow him down, it actually stimulated him to go faster.
"Yuyao is so cute." Luan Zhengya laughed out loud, without stopping her movements.
The clouds cleared and the rain stopped. The scent of love continued to ferment in the room, and Qin Yuyao fell into a deep sleep due to exhaustion.
Luan Zhengya carried her to the bathtub and wiped her body clean before returning to the bed. After brushing the scattered hair away from her face, Luan Zhengya's eyes were full of love.
Thinking of the emotions that could not be hidden on her face just now, and then thinking of the information reported by the secret guards today, a hint of coldness flashed across Luan Zhengya's eyes.
After tossing and turning for most of the night, Qin Yuyao reached out to her side in a daze, but missed, and her white and tender arms waved slightly on the quilt.
Seeing this, Luan Zhengya approached very carefully, and her hand, which had been moving around, was now resting on his waist, allowing her to sleep well all night.
The next day, when Qin Yuyao woke up, sunlight had already illuminated most of the room. Although her body was extremely sore, she found that the man who usually went to the morning court was lying next to her.
"Are you awake? Are you hungry?" Luan Zhengya smiled and held her in his arms, showing no sign of getting up.
Seeing this, Qin Yuyao shook her head; "I'm not hungry, why didn't you go out today?"
"You've allowed me to be free, so I'm going to take a break today and stay in the mansion with you." As he spoke, Luan Zhengya reached out and touched her cheek.
"They will both return to the border today, so just carry out your plan as usual." The two of them were so close that they could hear each other's heartbeats.
Knowing that he must know everything, Qin Yuyao stopped asking.
Inside the palace, Qilian Jingyao put down his brush.
"Absolutely?"
The man kneeling on the ground answered carefully, "Your Majesty, it was indeed Prince Zhen'an who said it himself."
Suddenly, the entire study was so quiet that only the faint sound of breathing could be heard. After a long moment, Qilian Jingyao sighed softly and stood up. "Then I'll listen to my cousin. He's always doing this for my own good."
After a pause, Qilian Jingyao smiled. "My cousin always told me in his lessons that we shouldn't be trapped by love, but now he's trapped himself. This is a good thing; a person with love is easier to deal with."
The last sentence was spoken in a very low voice, but the person kneeling on the ground was a trained secret guard and he also heard it clearly.
The head, which was already lowered, was buried even deeper.
When this Majesty first took office, he always consulted Prince Zhen'an on everything. As his reign grew longer, he stopped consulting with the other party and even began to engage in tit-for-tat confrontation.
His Majesty seems to be in a good mood now. It seems that what Prince Zhen'an did really pleased him.
In the blink of an eye, Shengjing turned from late autumn to cold winter.
The streets, which should have been deserted like in previous years, now have fewer people, but there are still a lot more people than before.
This is because people this year seem to be very willing to spend money to buy themselves a set of cotton clothes, so that they can still walk outside on snowy days.
As a result, the New Year atmosphere in Shengjing became much stronger, and many people watched and talked about it with great interest.
"This year is indeed unusual. There are more men and women on the streets." A teahouse owner fiddled with an abacus, looking at the crowds of people outside, with a smile on his face.
Sitting at the table near the teahouse owner was a guest who had just arrived in Shengjing.
He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why is it unusual? Could you explain it, boss?" Then, worried that his question was too abrupt, he explained, "Last year, my wife gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl. I stayed in my hometown for a year and only came to Shengjing this year to trade goods."
Hearing him say this, the shopkeeper said enthusiastically, "There's nothing to hide about this. Our emperor may be young, but he's very capable. Since ascending the throne, he's reduced taxes and selected many talented people to ensure a good life for our people."
As he spoke, the shopkeeper pointed to the crowd coming and going outside and said, "Look at the people outside. They are all wearing new cotton-padded clothes. In the past, they lived in poverty and earned little money, but now these cotton-padded clothes are so cheap that they can afford them. They even have money to go shopping."
Look closely at the cotton coats on passers-by. They look exquisite, not cheap and rubbish.
"This cotton-padded jacket looks good, how come it's even cheaper?" Someone from another table who had just returned from outside also asked after hearing this.
The shopkeeper watched as many guests in the lobby looked up, seemingly curious. He raised his voice and said, "Hasn't our Majesty selected many capable people? Among them is a girl named Qin Yuyao. Not only is she the head of the fabric shop, she also owns the clothing stores and textile mills. It was His Majesty who tasked her with these tasks. It's said that some of her impressive machines have been taken out for people elsewhere to learn from."
There was an uproar in the teahouse, and some locals nodded repeatedly, feeling proud.
"Although this Miss Qin Yuyao is the princess of Prince Zhen'an, she doesn't have the bad temper of those noble ladies in the past. She is very friendly to others. Many disciples who graduated from the academy have high praises for her." An old man stroked his beard and echoed.
"I know this fabric. Nowadays, many places use wide looms, and the fabric is made much faster. If you think about it this way, won't those cotton clothes be cheaper?" the customer murmured.
In the corner sat two cloaked figures, their cloaks peeked out as they drank tea. The fabric beneath was exquisitely crafted, embroidered with exquisite patterns and patterns.
Luan Zhengya filled the teacup of the person next to her with hot tea and said with a low laugh, "Miss Yuyao is really amazing. Everyone in Shengjing misses you."
Hearing the man's teasing tone, Qin Yuyao glared at him unhappily: "You're always telling jokes."
"This is not a joke. Your efforts are visible to the entire court. Jingyao is planning to give you a special reward at this year's palace banquet." At the end, Luan Zhengya nodded with satisfaction. He watched Qin Yuyao busying herself for his little cousin for half a year, so this reward should be hers.
He even thought the reward was too little. Of course, he wouldn't say that out loud. Ever since Qin Yuyao started promoting the new loom, she'd often looked so radiant, and it touched him deeply.
As the saying goes, when you hear the music of heaven, your ears will ring for a while. In his eyes, seeing the beautiful woman's bright light was like taking elixir and fine wine, making him intoxicated and comfortable.
Qin Yuyao held the hot tea in both hands and couldn't help but smile happily when she heard him say that: "I don't care about the reward. It was only at the end of this matter that I realized that I had helped so many people. I am satisfied after hearing their gratitude."
Every time she heard the discussion about these changes in the teahouse, it was an encouragement to her, and the difficult thoughts she had felt before instantly disappeared.
"But, is this palace banquet reward just for me? Jiajia has been running around with me all year, so she should also have a share."
Thinking of Ye Jiajia, Qin Yuyao couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth. Prince Zhennan has been urging her to find a husband's family every day recently, so that except for going home to sleep, this person usually spends her time either in the shop or hiding in Prince Zhen'an's mansion.
Luan Zhengya had no choice but to come personally, and the Prince of Zhennan finally calmed down. That same day, Ye Jiajia came to express her gratitude; "Cousin, your words are still effective. Don't worry, cousin, I won't bother you two again."
As I regained my composure, I heard someone beside me say, "Of course there are, but I'm afraid it will be even more troublesome for the Prince of Zhennan to hear it."
Qin Yuyao was about to ask more when she saw snow suddenly falling outside the window. She couldn't help but feel happy: "They say auspicious snow means a good harvest. This snow is really wonderful."
After saying that, Qin Yuyao stood up, tugged at Luan Zhengya's sleeve, and walked out, saying excitedly, "Let's go outside the city. The riverbank outside the city must look beautiful with snow falling right now."
In the past two years, she had only seen snow in Taoyuan Village, but this year she was enjoying the snow in Shengjing, which must be different.
Two people disappeared from the teahouse quietly, unnoticed. However, two more people appeared on the riverbank outside the city. As for Jiang He and the guards who were following them not far away, they wisely kept their mouths shut and focused on monitoring the surrounding environment.
Qin Yuyao had been walking along the road, feeling a bit cold at first, but now she was warming up. She turned around and spoke, her voice still steaming: "Zhengya, I see there seems to be a pavilion up ahead. Let's go there."
Luan Zhengya, who had been looking at her with a smile all the time, also smiled and nodded. Seeing that she was in high spirits, he straightened her hood which had been kept up.
"The snow won't stop for a while, so it's better to bring some with you to avoid catching a cold." Luan Zhengya's voice was low. At this moment, in this white snow, Qin Yuyao in front of him was the only brightest color.
Qin Yuyao turned to look at him, but she was smiling: "When we get to the pavilion, it won't be cold anymore. It's just that the snow has fallen all over our heads along the way. We can be considered to be old together."
The smile of the person before her was as bright as the warm winter sun, and her voice was filled with imaginations about their future. This made Luan Zhengya's heart skip a beat, and she actually started to imagine as well.
As they reached the pavilion, the snow was falling harder and harder. The mountains, which had once been visible in the distance, were now a vast expanse of white. All around them was silence, with only the sound of their breathing as the only sound.
Qin Yuyao was lost in thought as she gazed at the snowy scene when she suddenly felt a warmth on her back. Luan Zhengya opened his cloak, wrapped her up completely, and put his arms around her waist, resting his head against her cheek.
Looking at the snowflakes floating outside the pavilion, she could only hear the heartbeats of the two people.
"Yuyao, will you grow old with me?"
"good."
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