Chapter 172: Claiming Sovereignty

At that moment, Wen Lan's face completely turned from green to pale, and his expression was embarrassed and stiff.

She felt that her face was burning with embarrassment, and the dignity and pride of a noble girl from a noble family had been trampled to pieces.

Nan Xi glanced at the maid kneeling on the ground and said, "It is a good thing to be loyal to the master, but you should also know your identity. I am in such a bad mood today that I don't want to argue with you, but if there is a next time..."

After a slight pause in her tone, Nan Xi smiled lightly, "You should know that with my current status, it's easier to kill a maid than to crush an ant, so don't challenge my tolerance anymore."

The maid's face turned pale, she lowered her head and did not dare to speak. She no longer had the arrogance and rudeness she had just now.

Nan Xi raised her head and looked at Wen Lan, her tone was calm and there was no hint of anger: "I have told Miss Wen before, don't praise yourself too much. If I have time to challenge you, I might as well go back to the Prince Regent's Mansion to have a drink with the prince. A cup of tea, a game of chess, some poetry... Oh no."

She shook her head, and the smile on her lips was both tender and provocative: "There is no need to be poetic now. I am married to the prince, and we can spend time openly and openly, kissing me and me, you and me, anytime and anywhere. Things that are good for the body and help to promote relationships, we both like to have sex at night and don’t mind proclaiming during the day——”

"Shut up!" Wen Lan's face turned red again, and he couldn't believe Nan Xi's vulgar words, "Don't Miss Nan feel ashamed to say this in public? How can you be so... so shameless? A little bit No woman with a bit of shame would say such a thing, you are too——"

"What's too much?" Nan Xi's brows were cold, and the curve of her lips was also cold. "The prince and I are a legitimate couple. He likes me, and I like him. We are in love, and we can do what we like to do." What’s wrong? If you can do it, why can’t you say it?”

Wen Lan was trembling with anger.

"Or is it that Miss Wen can't hear these words?" Nan Xi's brows turned cold, and her voice was colder than ever before, "Miss Wen just wants to please the Queen Mother, and she wants to stand out among the noble ladies of the imperial capital. Okay, it has nothing to do with me. Since we met today, I just want to remind Miss Wen that a truly educated woman cannot be shown by just walking lightly and smiling without showing her teeth, but by knowing how to clean herself. Self-love, don’t always think about a man who already has a family. No matter how good that person is, he doesn’t belong to you.”

Wen Lan clenched his hands, wanting to slap Nan Xi on the face.

Narrowing her eyes and brushing her skirt, Nan Xi said calmly: "A proud woman should not only have poems and books in her belly, but she should also be self-restrained. Pride is not just expressed through her mouth, but is shown in her words and deeds." , Miss Wen, do you think you have done it?”

Wen Lan gritted his teeth: "You are not worthy of the regent!"

"Am I worthy?" Nan Xi raised her eyebrows, "Is it up to you to judge whether I am worthy of the Regent? Does Miss Wen think too highly of herself?"

Wen Lan's face was gloomy, and he looked at her every moment, as if there was a sharp edge in his eyes.

"Rong Yu is my husband. Anyone who dares to have an idea against him will have trouble with me." Nan Xi said with a cold look on her face, "Everyone knows that I come from a business family and I always do things based on my own pleasure. I don't need to be elegant and clear. Gui’s fake face deceives the world. I don’t have so many scruples about who I want to deal with.”

After saying this, she was obviously not interested in continuing to chat with Wen Lan, and said lightly: "Miss Wen, please take care of yourself." Then she turned and walked towards the counter: "Have you made your choice?"

Ye Qingcheng was enjoying watching the excitement. How could he have time to choose jewelry? Seeing Nan Xi ending the battle so quickly, she seemed to still have some unfinished thoughts: "What's going on?"

Nan Xi glanced at her and asked knowingly.

"This, this, this," Ye Qingcheng pointed at all the open brocade boxes on the counter one by one without turning her head, "Wrap them all up for me."

What?

The shopkeeper was stunned.

The ladies who were hiding in the corner watching the show immediately turned their heads when they heard this, staring at the wealthy Ye Qingcheng, secretly wondering who this woman was?

How come I've never seen it before? Could it be that she was also a woman from a merchant background?

Does she know how much the jewelry in Moyu Pavilion is worth? So lightly and lightly, with two fingers, everything is covered?

Wen Lan stared at Nan Xi expressionlessly for a while, then coldly walked away.

The maid who was kneeling on the ground looked up at Nan Xi tremblingly. Seeing that Nan Xi didn't pay attention to her anymore, she got up and hurriedly left behind her young lady.

"Miss Ye." The shopkeeper was more sensible and had to remind the girl, "Each of the jewelry you mentioned is worth a lot of money..."

"Do you think I can't afford it?" Ye Qingcheng frowned, the smile on his face disappeared, and his expression was cold, "This is how you open a jewelry store for business? The eyes are on the top of the head to see people? Which of your eyes saw this girl buying it? Can’t afford these jewelry? Call your boss and let me argue with him!”

The shopkeeper looked at Ye Qingcheng in surprise. He really didn't expect that this girl had such a fiery and irritable temper. Her face changed like the weather. Just now, she had a smile on her face and looked kind and friendly, but she seemed to set off firecrackers in the blink of an eye. There was a loud roar.

The ladies hiding in the corner became more and more certain that this woman must be from a merchant family, otherwise how could she have such a vulgar and violent temper?

"Don't be impatient, girl," the shopkeeper said softly, "I'm not saying that the girl can't afford it, but -"

"But what?" Ye Qingcheng interrupted him coldly, "Don't explain to me, I don't want to listen, please call your boss out."

The shopkeeper frowned: "Miss, I am wrong in this matter, but I have no ill intentions-"

"What do you mean by above or below? I want to see your boss." Ye Qingcheng didn't want to listen to him at all, and her tone was particularly tough, "I'll say it one last time, call your boss out, otherwise I will smash your Moyu Pavilion!"

The shopkeeper's face changed slightly, and anger was faintly revealed between his eyebrows, but perhaps because of Nan Xi's presence, he suppressed his anger and maintained a calm and polite tone: "Please wait a moment, Miss Ye-"

"Who is making trouble in Moyu Pavilion in broad daylight?" A gentle voice suddenly sounded, with a gentle tone, but with an indescribable majesty, which made people's hearts tremble, "I am the boss here, who wants to see me?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.

It was sunny outside, and a man in white was walking against the light. He had a handsome face, gentle and elegant eyebrows, and was as stunning as a jade tree.

Ye Qingcheng paused for a moment, then casually lifted her hair, and raised her red lips: "It's me."