“The Peony Pavilion took advantage of the days when the snow on the wallet closed, and frantically attracted customers. It opened the door before dawn in the morning and then closed after dark in the evening. By the way, the Peony Pavilion had already known the recipe for the rouge made by the snow on the ground. They changed the box, changed the name, and became their own and took it outside to sell it.”
“When it comes to this, aunt, are you angry?”
Zhongqiu asked with a smile on his fan.
“Angry? Is there anything so good at being angry about this? Isn’t it normal? Besides, since the moment Mudan Pavilion came to the capital, I have been ready.”
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Is there one more thing, aunt,” Yan Hongyuan looked at Shen Jiao for a while and whispered, “Yun Qing, how are these days?”
Shen Jiao smiled and said softly, “She’s okay, it’s good to stay in Puning Temple.”
“Then, have the prince and Yuan Qingyu been there?”
Yan Hongyuan looked at Shen Jiao in front of him. Although he didn’t want to ask, he still asked this sentence in the end.
“I have been there, but the two of them have only been there once. When it comes to this, I have a headache. Yuan Qingyu ran to Puning Temple for a long time and said that he would retire from Gu Ling and marry Yun Qing. Yun Qing and Mo Li had a marriage contract. This matter is known to everyone. He said so, isn’t he here to damage Yun
Shen Jiao was very angry when she thought of this. Zhongqiu, who was on the side, hurriedly said, “You, don’t be angry first, the emperor will not agree to this matter.”