Cang Tingchen was even more disgusted and abhorred, gritting his teeth and saying, "Vulgar! Ignorant! If the king needed a beauty, would you be the one to collect her? Those concubines are ostensibly sending beauties to the king, but in fact they are planting spies around the king, you idiot!"

"Ah, they are not here to serve the prince. Then I will send them all back now and tell them that the prince doesn't like spies." Ye Xingchen snorted angrily.

Looking at Ye Xingchen's angry expression, it didn't seem like she was pretending. Could it be that this woman really didn't know the significance of other concubines giving her beauties? Thinking about Ye Xingchen's pig brain, he really overestimated her.

"Idiot, you are not allowed to enter the palace unless necessary!" Cang Tingchen ordered.

"But what if mother summons me?" Ye Xingchen asked puzzledly.

"Do you need me to teach you this? Just say you are sick and can't walk." Cang Tingchen left in annoyance.

Ye Xingchen looked very pleased with himself. Now he could have some peace and quiet. He stood up and walked towards Qingluo, stretched out his hand to pull her up: "Get up, our yard will depend on you from now on."

Qing Luo was excited and touched: "Thank you, Princess, for trusting me. I will definitely take good care of the yard and never let anyone steal your things again."

"I know your loyalty." Ye Xingchen replied.

Looking at those stolen things, Ye Xingchen suddenly thought of the original owner's dowry. The storybook said that King Mo used the original owner's dowry to win over people's hearts and win over court ministers, so the first step was to get his dowry back.

"Qingluo, do you know where my dowry is kept in the palace and who is looking after it?" Ye Xingchen asked.

"Princess, your dowry is kept in the warehouse. The housekeeper is in charge of the money coming in and out of the palace." Qingluo replied.

"I see."

Ye Xingchen thought that if he asked for it directly, King Mo would definitely not give it to him. After all, he married the heroine for the Ye family's money. So he should take back the dowry first, and then transfer the Ye family's property so that he would not get a penny.

"Qingluo, pack up and let's go out."

"Yes, princess."

The master and his servant swaggered out of Prince Mo's mansion. When the gatekeeper saw the princess go out, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that Princess Mo would not come back.

The streets are busy with traffic, countless vendors on both sides of the road, and people coming and going, making it very lively.

"Qingluo, do you know where to buy yellow paper and cinnabar nearby?" Ye Xingchen asked straight to the point.

"Princess, these things are usually sold in incense and candle shops. I know one, at the corner over there." Qingluo replied.

"Okay, let's go check it out."

Incense and candle shop.

When the shopkeeper saw Ye Xingchen dressed elegantly, he immediately greeted him warmly: "What do you two need? Our shop has everything, including incense, candles, and paper money."

"Boss, bring us the best yellow paper and cinnabar in your shop." Ye Xingchen said.

"Okay." The shopkeeper immediately asked the servant to bring it over.

Ye Xingchen took a look and his face turned cold: "Boss, you are not honest?"

The shopkeeper looked confused: "Madam, what do you mean? This is the best thing in our store?"

"The yellow paper is dark in color, thin, and rough to the touch. It is obviously an inferior product. As for the cinnabar, the color is too bright and it is obviously fake. How dare you sell fake goods in the capital? Does the shopkeeper want to go to jail for tea?" Ye Xingchen snorted coldly.

The shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead and immediately explained: "I didn't expect that Madam is an expert. It was the servant's negligence. I will bring our treasure to you right away."

After a while, the shopkeeper personally brought it over. Ye Xingchen took a look and said, "This treasure of the shop is only this good. Is there anything better?"

"Madam, this is the best in our shop. I guarantee that there is nothing better in the whole street. If there is anything better, it can only be the one in the palace. After all, the nobles in the palace use the best." The shopkeeper muttered.

Ye Xingchen thought about it and thought this made sense. It seemed that she would have to go to the palace to get some money back someday. Ye Xingchen gave the silver to the shopkeeper and left. After walking two streets, she looked up and saw a restaurant in front of her.

"Yunlou, isn't this the number one restaurant in Cangyue Kingdom in the storybook? It is said that the name is taken from the surname of the Crown Prince's wife of Dayan Kingdom." Ye Xingchen said to himself.

"Princess, in the storybook?" Qingluo asked in confusion.

"Oh, nothing. Let's go and have a big meal." Ye Xingchen walked over and Qingluo followed immediately.

However, just as they arrived at the door of the restaurant and hadn't entered, they heard a sarcastic voice: "Oh, isn't this King Mo's follower? You can't get King Mo's favor, but you actually collected a bunch of beauties for him. It's sad for a woman to live like this!"

Ye Xingchen turned his head to look over. The man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and was handsome, but there was a sense of arrogance and arrogance between his eyebrows. He was wearing a bright red brocade robe, which was exaggerated and showy. It was hard not to notice him.

"Princess, he is the late son of the Duke of Zhenguo and is known as the little bully of the capital. The virtuous concubine is his elder sister. Even the prince will give him some face when he sees him. Why don't we change families?" The maid Qingluo advised in a low voice.

Seeing his forehead was dark and a ball of black air was on his head, Ye Xingchen raised his eyebrows and said, "Whether I am sad or not has nothing to do with you, but you will be sad soon, and tomorrow night."

Yan Tianming was furious: "You damned woman, you actually dared to curse me, no wonder King Mo didn't even look at you, you are so flat and have no body, even if you sell meat, you can only sell bones."

Everyone who came in and out of the restaurant burst into laughter. After all, Ye Xingchen's persistence in pursuing King Mo had long been notorious and had become a topic of conversation for everyone.

Ye Xingchen was not angry at all, he just looked at him coldly: "I advise you to be more polite, otherwise when you beg me for help, I will not help you."

"Haha, you are still standing by and watching someone die without helping. I will never ask you for help in this life. I think you have been driven crazy by King Mo. You actually said that you would beg me. You are dreaming!" Yan Tianming said arrogantly and disdainfully.

"Okay, then I'll wait." Ye Xingchen was too lazy to pay attention, turned around and left with Qingluo.

[The little tyrant of the Duke of Zhenguo was born on the fifteenth day of the seventh month. On the fifteenth day of the seventh month of every month, female ghosts would appear beside him and suck his energy. In the end, he was sucked dry by a group of female ghosts and died! ]

And tomorrow is July 15th.

Yan Tianming suddenly heard this cold voice and was furious: "I don't believe in ghosts."

He only saw Ye Xingchen's back, so he didn't know that this was Ye Xingchen's inner voice, and just thought it was what she said.

Although Yan Tianming said this, he still felt a sudden gust of cold wind blowing on his neck, and he subconsciously shrank his neck.

"Young master, what's wrong with you?" the attendant asked hurriedly.

"It's nothing. It must be that damn woman Ye Xingchen who is trying to scare me. I eat everything with relish and I'm in great health. I won't believe your nonsense! Come on, let's go have a drink." Yan Tianming walked straight into the restaurant without taking Ye Xingchen's words to heart.

Ye Xingchen took Qingluo to other restaurants and only went back after they had eaten and drunk their fill.

Prince Mo's Palace.

As soon as Ye Xingchen entered the mansion, he noticed that the atmosphere in the mansion was not right. The servants all looked nervous and cautious, and a servant was walking towards this side.

"What happened in the mansion?" Ye Xingchen asked, and handed the servant a golden melon seed.