Mi Xia Yao was gagged by his words.

She paused for a moment, her stiff voice softening a little.

"So, you now have a new way to save my grandfather, don't you?"

"I can't save it for the time being."

Pei Xingyuan's voice gradually weakened.

Mi Xia Yao looked at him wordlessly for a moment, and then turned around and walked out with her skirt without hesitation.

This made Pei Xingyuan anxious.

"You listen to me when I'm done." He hurried after her, grabbing her wrist.

The rare skin-to-skin contact between the two people, Mi Xia Yao subconsciously shook off each other.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere fell into an awkward atmosphere.

But Pei Xingyuan had no atmosphere, and he explained wholeheartedly: "I mean that there is no way to save it now, but it doesn't mean that it can't be saved in the future."

"The emperor is seriously ill, no one can shake the prince, and I have other plans to implement.

"Why don't we do that again?"

Mi Xia Yao stood in place, looking at the man in front of her with half-squinted eyes.

He has a lot of secrets.

"What?" Mi Xia Yao wanted to hear what else he could talk nonsense.

Pei Xingyuan simply blocked her way and stood in front of her.

"We cooperate, and I will definitely rescue Master in the next year; And you ......"

"Save grandpa, although it is not something you must do, but in your most difficult time, it was my grandfather who reached out to help you tide over the difficulties, what do you mean by this now, do you think this is cooperation?"

When Mi Xia Yao heard this, she interrupted the other party's nonsense with a sneer.

She looked at the man in front of her with a clear mind, and took a step back, with a little contempt in her charming face.

"Master Pei has such a big face, it's my Mi family who has climbed you."

When the words fell, Mi Xia Yao staggered a step, passed by him, and walked out without looking back.

Her words caught Pei Xingyuan off guard, and he turned around and wanted to entangle her.

The eldest princess of Yongning in the wing room on the side chuckled and came out, blocking Pei Xingyuan's way.

"A-Yuan, the logic she is falling into now is not the same level as yours, if you chase after you so relentlessly, the misunderstanding between the two of you will become bigger and bigger."

Pei Xingyuan looked at Mi Xia Yao's frank and sassy back helplessly, and he was a little irritable.

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Mi Xia Yao walked out of the mansion angrily, and after getting into the carriage, she didn't go back to the courtyard, but went straight to Buzhuang.

While angry with Pei Xingyuan, Mi Xia Yao remembered that the person who was not a good thing at the second master of Mi Mansion must have held back some bad intentions.

She had to rush back to Buzhuang to see if anything was wrong.

Just as her carriage drove to the front of the shop, she saw a few people shouting around the door of the shop.

After getting out of the carriage, one of the people surrounding the door of the shop saw her, and they all gathered around.

She was trapped by the carriage, and with every step she took, a man maliciously approached her, forcing her to take a step back.

"You have something to say, if my shop does something wrong, as the head of this shop, I will never take advantage of you!"

She raised her voice to stop the restlessness of the group.

But this group of people was obviously instructed by others, and instead of being calm, they became more and more violent.

Mi Xia Yao was standing in the middle of the crowd when she heard one of them howling, "The quality of your clothes is too poor!" Give us back! ”

The uneven crusade sound disturbed the clarity, but Mi Xia Yao still keenly caught this sentence.

"My store has been closed for many years, when will I sell your clothes?! If it weren't for the clothes from our store, I would never admit this kind of muddy accounting. ”

On the street, a group of people surrounded a horse-drawn carriage, which was really eye-catching.

Just when this group of people was bustling, no one was willing to listen to Mi Xia Yao, and she was so noisy that she almost collapsed.

The sound of horses' hooves kicked straight in, and the crowd of people who took money to do things were still afraid of death in the end, and retreated one after another.

The man on horseback on a black horse, with a round neck and a brocade robe, was full of spirit, he tugged at the reins, and his raised and aggressive eyes swept coldly towards the group of troublemakers.

Soon, a cold voice interrupted the group.

"Those who make trouble on the street will be fined two silver taels and imprisoned for three days, how long will you make trouble?"

Mi Xia Yao took advantage of the situation to raise her eyes and look at the man on horseback.

The winter sun is weak, but it is also harsh. The man stood in front of her with the backlight, and Mi Xia Yao could only see that the other party was wearing a crystal clear jade pendant on his waist.

And the group of troublemakers blamed Mi Xia Yao for mishandling things.

"You clearly didn't give me a chance to get things done!" Mi Xia Yao frowned, she was not weak at all, and she had something to say.

The rioters paused.

At this moment, the man on horseback sighed, "It was a dispute between vendors, but it happened to hit the official duty." ”

Mi Xia Yao's side, taking advantage of the fact that the troublemakers were suppressed by this man, walked quickly to the door of Buzhuang.

Behind her is her own shop, and her heart is somewhat stable.

And the group of troublemakers seemed to be determined to make it difficult for Mi Xia Yao to move an inch, and soon surrounded her, clamoring for her to give justice.

"The quality of your clothes is not good, and you can't find anyone every day, you do it on purpose, right?!"

"That's it! What kind of defective products are sold, this kind of clothes are also embarrassed to sell, you unscrupulous merchants, are going to celebrate the New Year, and you have to earn the hard-earned money of our people! ”

One person is arguing, followed by a group of people.

The whole street was the sound of their resistance, and those passers-by saw the "Yuelai Building" on the plaque of Buzhuang, and pointed out that this shop was not.

Song Qiao saw the big guy's thoughts about the plaque of Yuelai Building, and he suddenly became anxious.

"Madam, how is this good, the plaque we just hung up......"

"Don't panic, be calm." Mi Xia Yao gave Song Qiao a reassuring look.

Then, she looked at the group of people surrounding the door of the store, and the cold ruthlessness in her eyes became more and more decisive.

This group of people who take money to do things, she doesn't need to think about it, she knows who sent it.

"If you really bought ready-to-wear from my Yuelai Building, tell me when you bought it, and I will check them one by one!

"Clothes are not as good as hairpins, they are daily necessities that will wear out, if you have bought them for a long time, you have to take the clothes that have been washed countless times and tell me that the quality is not good.

"I'm sorry, I can't compensate you!"

Mi Xia Yao raised her hand and motioned for everyone to look at her.

The woman's voice was originally a weak tone, but under the persecution of this group of people, she scolded with full anger, but it was a little more heroic of a woman.

The man on horseback, holding the reins in one hand, witnessed Mi Xia Yao's handling of affairs throughout the process.

He raised his eyebrows, then turned his head to look in the direction of the second floor of the teahouse not far away, as if he was looking at someone.