Chapter 401 Embarrassment
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Hearing Jiang Shanshan say she wants to die, the maidservants and her handkerchief sisters hurriedly stood up to stop her, shouting, “No! Please don’t think like that!”
Some of Jiang’s servants even ran to Mingzhu’s carriage to kneel and beg for mercy. Jiang Shanshan’s handkerchief sisters nominated two representatives and went to negotiate with Mingzhu, “Your Highness, please spare her. You have already married His Highness Ying Wang become the Ying Wangfei as you wished. Why still refuse to let Second Miss Jiang go? She has waited for His Highness for many years and hasn’t gotten anything. She’s already pitiful enough. With a compassionate heart, wouldn’t it be good for you to accumulate some virtue for your unborn child?”
Mingzhu couldn’t help but sneer. If Jiang Shanshan had simply admitted defeat, she would have let it go. After all, she only won this round with the cleverness of her rebirth. But Jiang Shanshan couldn’t win and wanted to bring up her marriage with Yuwen Chu. Then it’s her own fault. No matter how pitiful she was, she couldn’t stand such disgusting behavior.
“She’s feeling guilty, lacking confidence. There must be something wrong with the origin of this pot.” Fu Mingzheng lifted the curtain and walked out, standing on the carriage and looking down at the two noble ladies who spoke up, “We were originally discussing whether this pot was made solely by Second Miss Jiang, and whether she’s cheating people by selling it at such a high price. But you guys want to bring up this, that’s fine. Since we’re talking about it, I’ll add a few words. If someone doesn’t want to marry her or doesn’t want to make her a concubine, does that mean they owe her? Otherwise, they’re heartless and don’t accumulate virtue for their child? You two are so compassionate, then let her be a concubine in your homes, or give your husbands to her. That would prove your magnanimity, as well as your deep sisterly affection.”
Those two noble ladies were already betrothed and about to be married, and upon hearing this, they were enraged, “How can you say that? Is it the same?”
“It’s all about being someone’s concubine, isn’t it? How is it different? Shut up if you can’t do it!” Fu Mingzheng smirked provocatively and glanced at Jiang Shanshan, “Second Miss Jiang, don’t behave like a shrew just because someone peels off your skin. You’re a talented woman; you should act like one. Stand and smile, smile even in death, that’s what’s attractive!”
Jiang Shanshan felt dizzy with anger, embarrassment, and resentment, glaring at Fu Mingzheng, “Do you really want to force me to death?”
Fu Mingzheng laughed heartily, “I dare not. Second Miss Jiang is a heroic woman who can kill herself rather than become a burden to others. How could she be easily forced to death?” He slowly pulled out a knife, the blade shining, facing Jiang Shanshan, “If you really want to die, come and die! Fourth Master is waiting for you!”
Who asked him to do this? His life was much more precious than Jiang Shanshan’s. Mingzhu quickly spoke up to stop him, “Fourth Brother!”
“Shut up!” Fu Mingzheng coldly shouted at Mingzhu, exuding a cold aura like a desperado, staring down at Jiang Shanshan, “If you die, I’ll compensate Changxing Marquis’s mansion with my life. Do you dare to die? Huh?”
If it were anyone else, Jiang Shanshan probably would have dared to gamble that the other party didn’t have the guts, but facing Fu Mingzheng, she was a little scared. She had heard many things about Fu Mingzheng, summarized as a person who didn’t regard life as life and would do anything to achieve his goals. Since he dared to show his knife, he wasn’t afraid of her death. Perhaps if she pretended to pounce, he would really seize the opportunity to slit her throat, to prevent any future trouble for Mingzhu.
Moreover, Fu Mingzheng knew about her stabbing and letting someone kill Mu Di… and these drip dew pots must have been brought out by Fu Mingzhu first… she lost. Jiang Shanshan involuntarily shrank back, she didn’t want to die, she had so much to do, she hadn’t become the empress yet. Even if she didn’t plan to become the empress in the future, she still wanted to kill or maim Fu Mingzhu to ease her resentment. If she couldn’t have it, then nobody could.
Fu Mingzheng stared at Jiang Shanshan without blinking, seeing the retreat in her eyes, couldn’t help but laugh, “You said you’re afraid of burdening your family if you don’t die? Now you’re not afraid of burdening your family? You’re not sincere!”
Jiang Shanshan was forced into a miserable situation and was about to feign a faint or something to avoid it, when she saw someone slowly walking out and saying, “Why bother with this? Isn’t it just a pot? A beauty can be forgiven for anything she does, especially a loyal one. Fourth Brother Fu, what do you think?”
It was Yuwen You.
Fu Mingzheng never expected that the person who came out to help Jiang Shanshan would actually be Yuwen You, and couldn’t help but laugh, “This is quite a gathering.”
Yuwen You stood tall among the crowd, his gaze sweeping from Mingzhu’s carriage, and said, “Fourth Brother Fu, give me some face. Let’s end this matter here, okay?”
“Don’t call that casually, who is your Fourth Brother? I can’t afford that title.” Fu Mingzheng laughed, very punchable, “And besides, you don’t have much face either.”
Yuwen You clenched his fist, suppressing the anger, and tried to make his voice sound calm and gentle, “Fourth Brother, you have a point. It’s better to resolve conflicts than to make them. In my opinion, there may be misunderstandings here. Let’s not sell this pot anymore, and just return the money.”
Both Jiang Shanshan and Fu Mingzheng shouted at the same time, “No!”
But Fu Mingzheng was stubborn, and Jiang Shanshan was outwardly strong but inwardly weak.
Yuwen You frowned, whispered to Jiang Shanshan, “Are you sure you don’t want me to extend this olive branch to you? Are you sure you want to wait until they find all the evidence, leaving you penniless and losing face? It’s better to stop early, admit defeat, and have a better ending.”
Jiang Shanshan gritted her teeth and said, “I clearly didn’t…” She wanted to say she didn’t steal the design to deceive, but the words choked back. If Fu Mingzhu, like her, came from that other world and knew about the pot, then she could borrow that idea, and Fu Mingzhu could do the same. It all depended on who acted faster and had better luck. Now, she had indeed lost.
Yuwen You was impatient, “Just be straightforward! This is your only chance. If you don’t yield, then be prepared for your downfall.”
In the face of the situation, Jiang Shanshan took a deep breath, her eyes reddening as she deeply bowed to Fu Mingzheng, choking out, “I was wrong.”
Fu Mingzheng smiled sweetly, “What were you wrong about?”
“I was wrong to sell this pot. But I meant well…” Jiang Shanshan tried to struggle to explain herself, but Fu Mingzheng interrupted her, “My ears aren’t good, what did you say?”
She closed her eyes, tears of humiliation streaming down her face, and said without regard, “I was wrong, I shouldn’t have sold this pot.”
“Why?” Fu Mingzheng laughed heartily.
“Because this pot wasn’t her own idea; it was my suggestion.” Yuwen You spoke loudly, “I couldn’t bear to see her, a woman, living in such misery, so I suggested she sell pots to distract herself. It was a misunderstanding.”
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