The princess is rebellious and brings space to make trouble for the villain

The woman became angry and embarrassed by what Fang Shiwan said.

He pointed at Fang Shiwan angrily, "You——"

That sounds nice.

Isn't this a hint that she is the prostitute in Mengxian Tower?

"Girl, don't you know you can't point your finger at others? Do you know that this is a kind of etiquette?"

The maid beside the woman said angrily:

"Do you know who our lady is?"

"How can I allow you to talk nonsense?"

"Who are you? Why are you talking nonsense? Seeing you like this, I thought you came out of Mengxian Tower, but it turns out you didn't?" Fang Shiwan ignored her anger and said coldly.

"Of course not. Our wife is Madam Zhu, the mistress of the Dongchang Marquis's residence. How can she be compared to a prostitute in a brothel?"

"So she's the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion. Looking at her attire, I thought she was the madam of Mengxian Tower."

Mrs. Zhu's face turned red with anger at Fang Shiwan's contemptuous words.

She was the mistress of a marquisate, yet she was looked down upon by others.

She suppressed her anger and looked at Zhou Huiyi. "Compared to her clothes, I think Mrs. Fang... Oh, no, I think Miss Zhou is more similar."

The dress she was wearing was a Confucian skirt, which was the most popular style for women in the imperial city.

She saw unmarried women passing by on the road several times.

Zhou Huiyi smiled and nodded, "This dress was given to me by my fiancé, I didn't buy it."

When the woman heard that it was sent by her husband, she tightened her grip and said, "I heard that Madam Zhou just got divorced not long ago. Are you going to get married again so soon?"

"It's not a good thing for this woman to remarry, and she has a daughter..."

"Don't worry, ma'am. This is my own business." Zhou Huiyi didn't intend to say this to a stranger.

Then he handed the rouge to Yanran, "Yanran, wrap it up."

"Yes, ma'am."

Seeing that she was being ignored, Mrs. Zhu's face fell.

She stretched out her hand to block Zhou Huiyi, "Boss, how much is this rouge? This lady will buy it with double the silver."

"Madam, I'm sorry, this lady was the first to like this rouge."

"This is a business, and she hasn't paid the money yet, so who says it must be hers?" Madam Zhu was angry, "How much money?"

Yanran wanted to continue speaking but was stopped by Fang Shiwan's gaze.

"Madam, this rouge is what my mother liked. She prepared it for her marriage. Do you still want to snatch it?"

"What does her marriage have to do with me? The girl's words are so funny. Do I have to ask the other party if she is married when I go to buy rouge? Is she showing off just because she is married?"

"Madam, this is unreasonable. My daughter just told you that I was getting married and that this rouge was for my wedding. How could you bring this up with other women?"

"Besides, we have this rouge in our hands, ready to buy it, and it was you who came over and said you wanted it. Aren't you just showing off your power as the mistress?"

Zhou Huiyi was a little puzzled by the sudden appearance of Mrs. Zhu.

The woman swayed gracefully, took the rouge from Yan Ran's hand, opened it and took a look, "Since that's the case, this rouge is now in my hand, what do you have to say?"

Fang Shiwan then pulled his mother aside and said with a smile, "I was planning to buy this rouge for my mother. It costs one hundred taels of silver. Madam is just the mistress of a marquis family. How can she afford so much silver?"

"Just give up."

The maid was so angry that she spoke anxiously.

"Who said we can't afford it? Ever since the Marquis left, my wife is now in charge of the entire Marquisate."

Fang Shiwan seemed to understand, "Oh, so she's a widow."

"Then I can't afford it anymore. Just give up." She said regretfully.

Madam Zhu glared at the maid beside her.

"I am now in charge of the entire Marquis' Mansion. All the money in the mansion is in my hands. How can I not be able to afford it?"

She put down her rouge and said, "Two hundred taels, this lady wants it."

Yanran looked at Fang Shiwan.

Fang Shiwan smiled and nodded, "Since Madam wants these two hundred taels, then I'll give it to you. We'll have to choose something else."

Seeing that the other party couldn't afford it, Mrs. Zhu was so happy.

You still want to marry Lu Yunting?

Then Yan Ran said to Madam Zhu, "Madam, since they don't want it, then this rouge belongs to you."

"Well, A-Lian, give me some silver."

"Yes, ma'am." A-Lian took out a banknote from her purse with an arrogant look on her face and put it on the table. "Boss, this is two hundred taels. Don't let random people come to your shop in the future, or you'll scare away your customers."

"This maid is right." Yanran took the banknote with a smile.

Madam Zhu stretched out her delicate hand, picked up the rouge, without even looking at Fang Shiwan, and then threw the rouge... heavily onto the ground.

Clang!

The rouge fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

The liquid inside splashed everywhere.

Yanran's face turned dark, that was something she had worked so hard to make!

The other women nearby heard the quarrel and came over to watch the show.

Fang Shiwan quickly pulled his mother to the side, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

"What do you mean, ma'am?"

"I just took a look and this rouge doesn't suit me." Madam Zhu gave a sinister smile.

"Mrs. Zhou, you don't really think that wearing a Confucian dress makes you a woman, do you? When you marry someone, you have to consider who the other person is. Why don't you look in the mirror to see what you look like?"

After several reminders from her, Fang Shiwan finally discovered what she was thinking.

A widow and a single dad.

Ha ha.

No wonder.

A strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "You can't find anyone who doesn't look in the mirror. My mother has her own comments. Madam, a widow, is quite concerned about my mother's marriage, right?"

"Don't bother yourself. You'll never get the person you like."

Then she spread her hands and said, "Yanran, bring me the banknotes."

"Yes, ma'am."

Yanran put the banknote directly into Fang Shiwan's hand, and Fang Shiwan stuffed it directly into Zhou Huiyi's arms.

"Mother, look, I made two hundred taels of profit from selling this rouge."

Zhou Huiyi rubbed Fang Shiwan's head lovingly, "Yes, it seems that the rouge made by Wan'er is indeed selling well."

The woman was shocked when she heard what they said.

"What did you say? This rouge is yours..."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, Madam, that this Jade Makeup Pavilion is owned by me."

"Thank you, Madam, for taking care of my business. Even the sign of Yuzhuang Pavilion is not suitable for you. You don't have to come to our shop next time."

As he spoke, Fang Shiwan looked at Yanran and said, "Please inform everyone that no one from Zhu's family will be entertained when they come over from now on!"

Yanran was so happy that she grinned from ear to ear, "Yes, Miss."

The woman stretched out her hand tremblingly and pointed at them angrily, "You...you...you dare to plot against me?"