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"Send a message to the Lady-in-Waiting: during this time, remove the sign of Consort Li."
Fuhua felt a sense of relief. "This servant obeys!"
Just like that, Consort Li lost her chance to spend the night with the Emperor due to a few words. The Noble Consort held absolute power in the harem; how could she dare to cause trouble with the Emperor or the Empress? Even if she did, it would be useless—she might even anger the Emperor and end up in the cold palace! All she could do was cry and feel frustrated, swallowing this grievance in silence.
In the Song Manor, Zhaoyang Courtyard.
Song Feiwan explained that it was because of the special signed editions that this batch of novels sold so well, and Dongzhi understood immediately.
"So that's why! Special signed books are so rare; I like them too! Plus, having a special signed book is quite prestigious!"
Song Feiwan smiled and said, "I’ll sign one for you later so you can show it off."
Dongzhi was overjoyed. "Thank you, Miss!"
Using a special signed edition to elevate her status, then wrapping the book in cowhide paper would give her the thrill of unboxing a mystery box when she opened it. Moreover, Song Feiwan had polished the story beautifully, employing many classic tropes—what young girl wouldn’t be enchanted?
With the Emperor bestowing marriage upon her, discussions in teahouses and taverns around the capital were all about her impending union with Prince Chen. Given all these factors, how could this batch of novels possibly fail to sell?
Following the Emperor's decree for a swift marriage, her wedding date was ultimately set for the end of this month. Counting down, she had only half a month to prepare.
The Li family and Song Shuyou harbored deep-seated grudges against her, while Song Taipeng acted as if she didn’t exist as his daughter. Thus, Song Feiwan had resolved to take matters into her own hands.
Unexpectedly, Rong Anning took the initiative to visit the Song Manor.
She was dressed elegantly, adorned with hairpins and necklaces made of pearls, jade, and precious stones. Wearing a light pink skirt with flowing gauze and a waist cinched with delicate accessories, she looked graceful and lively.
As she sat in a chair and slightly raised her chin, she resembled an elegant and proud little cat.
"I’ve come to shop with you so you won’t be taken advantage of by others."
Song Feiwan looked at her with a smile, "It's alright, I have money, so I'm not afraid of being taken advantage of."
Rong Anning stared at her in shock, momentarily speechless before exclaiming in frustration, "Spending money is one thing, but losing face is another!"
Song Feiwan shrugged, "As for the Song family's reputation, it doesn't matter much to me."
Rong Anning retorted, "What about my Rong family and my cousin, the Prince of Chen?"
Song Feiwan replied, "Oh, then I should apologize for that."
Rong Anning thought to herself that she had never met a woman so unbothered by embarrassment! It was hard to connect her with Zhao Zhao! She couldn't believe she had even asked her to write a story on the way here!
After teasing her for a while, Song Feiwan felt much happier and said with a light smile, "I'm leaving the residence now. It's perfect timing to see Miss Rong off."
Rong Anning was both angry and annoyed. With a huff, she led the way outside.
Once they reached outside the residence, Song Feiwan noticed that Rong Anning had squeezed into the carriage as well and teased her, "Miss Rong, it seems we're not going in the same direction?"
Rong Anning pursed her lips and shot her an irritated glance before finally conceding. "My mother sent me here. If I just leave like this, she'll definitely scold me."
Seeing her look like a little defeated kitten was even funnier. Song Feiwan couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Stop laughing!" Rong Anning said, her face turning red from embarrassment.
Song Feiwan cleared her throat and stopped laughing, though there was still a glimmer of amusement in her beautiful fox-like eyes. "You can come with me, but we need to agree on one thing: you mustn't give me a cold shoulder in front of others."
After all, Rong Anning was the daughter of a prominent family and understood the importance of reputation.
"Go ahead," she said. "The entire capital is watching your engagement with the Prince of Chen; I wouldn't dare stir up rumors of discord between sisters-in-law at this time!"
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