After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Chapter 253: It's just a foolish dream

This surprise was like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, creating ripples.

Just as they were whispering, Liu Qingru walked into the store with light footsteps and a refreshing fragrance.

She was wearing a gorgeous dress embroidered with plum blossoms and holding a folding fan, and her steps revealed an extraordinary temperament.

Cui Rongrong hurried forward to greet her, her voice as gentle as spring breeze and rain: "Miss Liu, I am waiting for you."

Liu Qingru gently waved her folding fan, covered her mouth with her hands and chuckled, with a hint of mischief in her words: "Are you the famous female doctor? I heard that you have miraculous healing skills and superb medical skills."

"Yes, it is me. Welcome, please come in."

Cui Rong bowed slightly, being polite yet graceful.

Afterwards, Cui Rongrong led Liu Qingru into the store. The exquisite stairs were covered with soft carpets, and every step seemed to be stepping on the clouds.

Liu Qingru covered her face with a fan and laughed loudly: "I have heard of your great name for a long time. It is said that the beauty pearl powder you mix has magical effects. It can not only beautify the skin, but also make the skin smooth and tender. I came here today to find out more."

Cui Rongrong's smile was as gentle as water. She led Liu Qingru to a quiet place on the second floor: "Since you are quite interested in pearl powder, I will show you its wonders."

Cui Rong deftly took a box of pearl powder from the wooden shelf. The powder box was exquisite and exuded a light and elegant luster.

She used a delicate brush to gently scoop up a little bit of it and gently spread it on the back of Liu Qingru's fair hand. "This pearl powder is collected from deep-sea shellfish and refined through a special process. It can nourish the skin and make it delicate and smooth. Miss is naturally beautiful, and using this will make it even more beautiful."

Liu Qingru chuckled, with a hint of self-mockery in her eyes: "Don't try to fool me, I feel that youth is fleeting and my appearance is aging."

Cui Rongrong responded sincerely, with sincere praise in her eyes: "No way, Miss, you are beautiful. I was attracted by your beauty when I first saw you. I looked at you a few more times and it was hard to look away."

These words came from Cui Rongrong's heart. Liu Qingru's stunning appearance at that time did leave a deep impression on her.

Liu Qingru looked at herself carefully in the bronze mirror, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if she was worried: "But why hasn't he come to see me recently?"

There was a hint of loneliness in his tone.

"Ok?"

Cui Rongrong was confused for a moment, then suddenly realized, could she be referring to Su Yan?

Liu Qingru seemed to have sensed Cui Rongrong's doubts and instantly regained her usual composure. She put down the mirror in her hand and smiled lightly, "Okay, I want all this pearl powder. Please help me pack it up."

"Ok."

Cui Rongrong skillfully wrapped the selected beauty treasures one by one, and then handed them to the maid who followed Liu Qingru, providing meticulous service.

With Liu Qingru's departure, the atmosphere in the store became relaxed and lively.

Several little girls gathered together and started chattering.

"Miss Liu is truly a goddess, with unparalleled beauty! No wonder so many talented men and celebrities are chasing after her, just wanting to hear a song and see her beauty!"

A little girl said with envy.

Another person continued, "Miss Liu is aloof and proud, and it is not easy to see her beauty. It is said that the only one who can enter her boudoir now is the talented and romantic Lord Su."

"That's right. Although Lord Su has had many romantic affairs, he has seemed much more devoted since he became involved with Miss Liu. I have never seen him have any entanglements with other women."

"Miss Liu is so lucky. She may become Lord Su's concubine in the future. Lord Su was the top scholar in the imperial examination. He is handsome and talented. He will definitely take good care of Miss Liu."

When Cui Rongrong heard this, her brows unconsciously knitted together, and her thoughts drifted back to the scene in Prince Xuan's Mansion. When Princess Xuan looked at Su Yan, her eyes were filled with tears. She once naively thought that it was due to deep affection.

Looking back now, those emotions might have been just an insignificant footnote in Su Yan’s amorous life.

As the night deepened, the shop was about to close, but at this moment, Song Yanyi's figure suddenly appeared at the door, breaking the silence.

Cui Rongrong was concentrating on checking the accounts. When she heard the sound and looked up, she saw it was him and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

She put down the pen in her hand and pushed a box of carefully prepared meals from the counter: "This is specially prepared for the old lady."

However, Song Yanyi did not take it. His eyes were complicated, as if he was examining her.

"He has left."

Cui Rong lowered her eyelids and spoke calmly, continuing with the accounts in her hands, trying to hide the turmoil in her heart.

He stood outside the counter, his eyes burning as he stared at her face that was deliberately kept cold: "Are you angry with me just because of this?"

"How dare I?"

She spoke sarcastically without looking up, continuing with her work, seemingly unwilling to explain further.

Song Yanyi gently lifted her chin and forced her to look at him: "What else are you afraid of? The courage you are acting now is beyond my imagination."

Cui Rong pursed her lips and chose to remain silent.

His expression became serious: "Wanwan, you should understand my feelings."

In his entire life, he always gave in to her, but she never seemed to care.

The corners of her mouth curled up into a sarcastic smile, and her voice was a little bitter: "What do you mean? Break up my engagement, let me return to Beijing, and be under your surveillance at all times. When you marry a wife, maybe one day she will come to my house in person and promote me to a concubine. All you have done is nothing more than to make me step by step walk into the cage that has been set up long ago."

She once tried her best to escape, but finally found that no matter how hard she struggled, she could not escape the fate.

Cui Rongrong turned her head and avoided his hand, with a trace of fatigue and boredom in her eyes.

There is no point in escaping, the outcome is certain.

"If you have nothing else to do, you can leave first. I'm about to close the door."

Her voice was calm and decisive.

However, he grabbed her arm and pulled her close, his deep eyes seemed to contain thousands of words: "Wanwan, I want to marry you."

This statement completely stunned Cui Rongrong. Her pupils dilated, full of disbelief: "Are you kidding me?"

The Xie family is a century-old family. They value matching in marriage. Even for the marriage of a concubine's son, the other party must be from a prominent family.

The reason why the Third Lady was able to rise to prominence was all because of her status as a concubine. In addition, the Third Master had a bad reputation, which made her position in the Xie family unstable, so she had the opportunity to be accepted into the family.

The families behind the second wife and the previous third wives are all prominent families, not to mention Song Yanyi, the heir of the Xie family.

For her, an ordinary daughter of a merchant, marrying into such a family was simply a pipe dream.

Facing Cui Rongrong's shock, Song Yanyi assured in a deep voice: "I will arrange everything. You just need to behave yourself and don't think of any unorthodox ways."

Cui Rong lowered her head and stopped arguing. The stubbornness in her heart seemed to have been completely wiped out by countless compromises.

"Wanwan, be obedient and don't make me unhappy."

There was an order in his tone that could not be refused.

Cui Rong remained silent. He picked up the food box and left a message: "From now on, I will come here at this time every day."