The Phoenix Queen

  Although she knew that Mu Qing Ge was a concubine without status, Yu Yi Chen had already given her a divorce letter. However, they had been engaged before, and she didn't want anything to do with him anymore. All their friends in the capital knew that Yu Yi Chen's heart belonged to her, and were waiting for him to divorce Mu Qing Ge so he could come and propose to her.

  Looking at He Xueying's furrowed brow, Yu Yi Chen finally recalled his thoughts, "Nothing, let's take a look at today's auction." What was wrong with him just now, how could he be distracted by a woman who had been divorced by himself?

  But what did Mu Qing Ge come to Dong Da Street for today? Just as he was thinking, a slender black figure strode in from the entrance.

  Was she originally coming here? Could it be...

  "Hey, here comes Han Yunxuan, Yi Chen, and Mu Qingge. They probably aren't looking for you, are they......" Yue Xi smiled mischievously, her eyes, which always seemed to hold a smile, inadvertently sweeping over He Xueying.

  He Xueying's delicate eyebrows also slightly furrowed, how did Mu Qingge end up here? She wouldn't be looking for Yi Chen, would she... Is she trying to ask Yi Chen to take back the divorce papers? No, that can't happen, He Xueying hastily denied, her gaze lingering on Qingge with an air of distraction.

  Each has its own thoughts, but who would have thought that Qing Ge was not thinking of this at all.

  Qing Ge turned left and arrived in front of a store, the crimson color was rich but not flashy, on the ink-colored signboard, the three large characters "Han Yun Xuan" were written in a bold and powerful style, with each stroke exuding elegance and refinement. The strokes were full of flair, and the corners had a dignified air about them. Just based on these three characters, Qing Ge dared to say that Han Yun Xuan was worthy of being ranked first on East Main Street.

  She swept her sleeves and stepped in, her calm and serene ink pupils turned, the appearance of the Han Yun Xuan's interior had already entered her heart.

  In the vast trading floor, a square platform stood in the middle, with a tall red wooden table on top, covered with red satin, exuding an air of luxury. The surrounding area was filled with clusters of people, three or four to a group, huddled together and engaged in hushed discussions, each holding something in their hands, while others were loudly debating, seemingly discussing prices and market trends, creating a lively atmosphere reminiscent of modern stock markets, minus the modern equipment.

  Qingge grasped the jade in her hand and was about to head towards the inquiry area, but after taking only a few steps, someone behind her called out: "Mù Qīnggē!"

  She furrowed her brow and slowed down, this was only the second or third time she had left the Qing Song Gate, and not many people knew her, so how did it happen that today when she stepped out of the door, she met so many people who recognized her? Was it because everyone liked to remember other people's ugly faces?

  She turned around lightly, with a hint of indifference in her eyebrows and eyes, looking at the person behind her. This was a woman, with a long face and big eyes, wearing an embroidered blue satin skirt with eight pleats, with a pink cherry blossom hairpin on her head, holding a handkerchief to half-cover her mouth, smiling sweetly as she gazed at Qing Ge.

  This person is Ning Keyun, the daughter of a fourth-grade official. She met Mu Qingge at a banquet once, when Mu Qingge accidentally spilled things on her while serving, and she not only didn't apologize but also scolded Mu Qingge until he was covered in sweat.

  Why bother with such a person, she thinks to herself as she goes out today. Every time she meets someone, it's always someone she finds annoying. Thinking back on past events, she shakes her head in dismay. The original owner of the body, Murong Qingge, was really too weak-willed, letting just anyone climb over her and bully her.

  She turned her head and was about to leave, Ning Ke Yun saw her turn around, his long face immediately stunned. Could it be that she had mistaken the person? Which time didn't Mu Qing Ge have a humble and cautious appearance, apologizing profusely? Today, she had an attitude of not wanting to care about him, was this still Mu Qing Ge? But that figure, slender and delicate, would hunch her back when scolded, he remembered it clearly, definitely hadn't misseen.

  Rather than that, Ning could swing her hips and run a few steps to catch up with Mu Qingge. She stood in front of her with her hands on her waist, her big eyes as dull as dead fish staring fixedly at Qingge's face, as if she wanted to stare out her eyeballs.

  "Haha, I thought I'd mistaken you for someone else. So it's really you! Hey, Mu Qingge, what are you doing here today?" Ning Kecun said as he prepared to give Qingge a forceful push on the shoulder.

  Qing Ge's long eyebrows, like willow leaves, furrowed, and her shoulders slightly shifted to avoid Ning Ke Yun's hand. She hated being touched by others, especially people she disliked, as it made her feel nauseous.

  As soon as his hand fell empty, Ning Ke Yun's face suddenly turned ugly. His long face added a few more shades of gloom, making him look even uglier. Qing Ge was completely nonchalant, standing tall and straight like the wind, her white skin as translucent as jade, her long hair tied back in a neat and tidy manner, looking cleaner and more refined than those meticulously dressed young ladies. She had an air of elegance that set her apart from others, drawing the attention of the people around her, who couldn't help but praise her, "Who is standing next to Ning Ke Yun? Which family's daughter is this in the capital city? She's truly born with a beautiful face!"

  "Yes, I wonder why I've never seen her before, really want to get to know her..."

  "Look at that Ning Ke Yun, standing next to that girl, it's just like a dog tail grass standing next to a snow lotus..."

  All sorts of voices came from all directions, and the murmurs of the people made Ning Ke Yun's face turn pale. She often came in and out of here, and many people knew her. Today, she had lost face, how could she swallow this breath? Good you, Mu Qing Ge, aren't they all saying that you're beautiful? Don't you know who I am? Let me show them what kind of person you are!

  She thought of this, a triumphant smile, the corner of her mouth curled up, and the corner of her eyes flashed with a triumphant light. "Mu Qing Ge, I know, you came here today to find the Crown Prince's grandson, right? After seeing the divorce letter, you wanted to kill yourself by hitting the wall, trying to win the Crown Prince's sympathy. Unfortunately, you're just a useless thing, an illegitimate daughter who can't even show her face. Who would look up to you? Even if you hit the wall, the Crown Prince wouldn't have any pity for you! Who in the capital doesn't know that the Crown Prince likes the only daughter of the Right Prime Minister, the number one talent of Da Yong, He Xueying?"

  He Xueying had been paying attention to the movement below, and when she heard this, she couldn't help but glance at Yu Yi Chen beside her. This warm and refined man wore a pure white bamboo-branch-patterned large-sleeved shirt, with sleeves fluttering in the wind, his eyes like those of a phoenix, his figure like a willow tree swaying in the breeze, his nose high and straight, his lips rosy, his eyebrows like they were painted with ink, his black hair all pulled up, tied back with a same-colored feather crown, leaving only two strands of green silk hanging down from his temples to his chest. He looked like a refined young nobleman from a humble background, always with a faint smile at the corner of his lips, making people feel as gentle as spring breeze. Because of this, when she saw him for the first time, she was uncontrollably drawn to him.

  She believed that in this vast world, there was no one more suitable for her than herself, whether it was family background, talent, or appearance, she did not lose to anyone.

  However, although everyone knows that she is the best match for Yichen, he has never directly said that he likes her. Today, she specially borrowed Ke Yun's mouth to say such words, and I don't know how he will react?

  The girl stole a glance, and Yu Yi Chen's eyes contained a faint mist, the whole person seemed to be carelessly watching the lively scene below, his left hand fingers rubbing the sky blue jade pendant at his waist, seemingly without any displeasure.

  There was a hint of joy in her heart, and she glanced at Xia Qing's song below. She saw that her face was as calm as water, her beauty was stunning, and her figure was captivating. But at the same time, there was also some anger in her heart, and her eyes had a slightly venomous glint. Xia Qing's song, you'd better not let Ke Yun find out that you're here to pester Ye Chen, otherwise, I'll make sure you lose face completely in front of everyone at Han Yun Xuan today!