I started as a concubine, and I made the crown prince cry with my delicious food.

Chapter 97 Princess Jing courts death and brings shame upon herself!

With the strong support of His Highness the Crown Prince, the "strongest cheat code in history," Ye An'an's "beauty business" is progressing by leaps and bounds.

The renovation of "Liren Pavilion" was completed quickly under the supervision of the best craftsmen in the capital and the Eastern Palace Guards.

The shop's style was entirely in line with Ye An'an's design: simple, bright, and full of sophistication.

The huge glass windows bathe the entire shop in sunlight.

Rows of neat, white shelves display the "Mirror Flower Romance" series of products, which will soon be available on the market.

In the center of the store, there are several dressing tables with bright mirrors, serving as a "customer experience area".

The entire store looks like a modern beauty collection store that has traveled from the future.

Before the opening, Ye An'an also conducted a ten-day "devilish training" for a group of skillful and clever palace maids carefully selected from the Eastern Palace.

From basic skincare knowledge to makeup techniques for different face shapes, and even how to provide the most attentive service to customers...

She shared everything she knew with him without reservation.

What she wanted to create was the first batch of professional "beauty consultants" in the Great Liang Dynasty.

Everything is proceeding smoothly.

This news naturally reached the ears of Princess Jing.

When she heard that Ye An'an's shop, called "Liren Pavilion," was located on Zhuque Street, the most bustling street in the capital, she was surprised.

Moreover, the entire shop's decor and the items it sells are so novel that they've never been heard of before.

Even the emperor and the crown prince personally paved the way for it.

Her heart, twisted by jealousy, was reignited.

"Why?! Why does she have the right?!"

Once again, the sound of porcelain shattering echoed through the Prince Jing's residence.

"She's just a concubine, the daughter of a military man! What makes her worthy of such favor?"

"Open a shop? And on Zhuque Avenue no less? Is she trying to steal business from all the rouge shops in the capital? She doesn't even deserve it!"

The Princess Consort of Jing's eyes were spitting fire.

Last time, the "braised chicken feet" incident made her lose face and become the laughing stock of the entire capital.

She kept quiet for a while, thinking that Ye An'an would know when to stop.

Unexpectedly, instead of toning down, she became even more flamboyant and high-profile!

How could she possibly tolerate this?

"I absolutely cannot let her continue to be so smug!"

A wicked thought popped into her mind again.

She wanted to give her an unforgettable "lesson" before she opened her business.

She wanted everyone to know that the so-called "cosmetics" Ye An'an made were all harmful things!

She immediately dispatched her most trusted nanny.

"You, go right now and find a few notorious scoundrels and ruffians in the capital," she ordered in a low voice.

"Go find a few more old beggar women whose faces already have some red rashes and sores."

"On the day 'Liren Pavilion' opens, you're to have those hooligans bring these beggars to the store entrance and cause a huge disturbance!"

"They used Ye An'an's products, and as a result, their faces all rotted away!"

"Let them cry, shout, fight, and roll around in front of the shop! The bigger the commotion, the better! Ideally, they should block the entire Suzaku Avenue!"

"I'd like to see how Ye An'an will handle this!"

A sinister, twisted smile appeared on Princess Jing's face.

She could almost see Ye An'an's "Liren Pavilion" ruined and forced to close down on the very day it opened.

She could almost see Ye An'an, amidst everyone's curses and accusations, kneeling on the ground begging for mercy in a sorry state.

"Ye An'an, you think you can mess with me? You're still too green!"

……

Ten days later, "Liren Pavilion" officially opened for business.

The entire capital city was in an uproar that day.

Before dawn, Zhuque Street was already packed with people, making it impossible to move.

Countless carriages converged from all directions, completely blocking the entire street.

Those ladies who usually stay indoors all flocked to the crowd today, as if it were free, eagerly waiting.

Their eyes shone with the same light.

--eager.

The most primal and intense desire is for "Flowers in the Mirror" and for "becoming beautiful".

When the auspicious time arrives.

Amidst a deafening burst of firecrackers.

Ye An'an personally unveiled the plaque for "Liren Pavilion".

"Open the doors to welcome guests!"

At her command, the two vermilion carved doors slowly opened.

The noble ladies who had been waiting at the door instantly erupted in excitement.

They grabbed their skirts and rushed into the store, not caring about their appearance.

However, at that moment...

A sudden, extremely discordant sound of wailing and lamentation came from the other end of the crowd.

"You heartless bastard! Give me back my dignity!"

"Everyone, come quick! This is a rip-off shop! The stuff they sell will ruin your skin!"

A dozen or so ragged, disheveled beggar women, led by several hooligans who looked like scoundrels, rushed to the entrance of "Liren Pavilion" while crying and shouting.

Each of them had their face covered with red, pus-filled rashes, a truly shocking sight.

As soon as they reached the door, they lay down on the ground and started throwing a tantrum.

"This is the store! It's their stuff! I only used a tiny bit of their powder yesterday, and my face looks like this today!"

"My face is ruined! How can I ever face anyone again! I don't want to live anymore!"

This sudden turn of events stunned everyone.

The originally lively and festive atmosphere instantly turned tense and eerie.

All eyes were focused on the few "victims" who were crying their hearts out.

Their faces showed expressions of doubt and fear.

Could it be... that there's really something wrong with what the Crown Prince's concubine made?

Ye An'an looked at the familiar "accident scam" scene before her, but her face showed no sign of panic.

Instead, he revealed a cold, knowing smile.

She knew someone would come and cause trouble.

However, she did not expect that the other party's methods would be so low-level and stupid.

Princess Jing, you really haven't improved at all.

She didn't speak, but just quietly watched those people "performing" on the ground, shouting themselves hoarse.

Among the crowd, the old woman sent by Princess Jing saw this scene and a smug smirk appeared on her lips.

She felt that her mission was complete.

However, she was too happy too soon.

Just when the situation was about to get out of control.

A clear, cold voice, carrying an undeniable air of authority, rang out from behind Ye An'an.

"Who dares to cause trouble in front of my shop?"

When everyone turned around, they saw that His Highness Crown Prince Xiao Jingshi had somehow appeared behind Ye An'an.

He was dressed in a dark-colored casual robe embroidered with gold dragons, his posture was upright, and his face was stern.

Those eyes, which were always as indifferent as water, were now burning with a cold fury that could freeze everything.

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