The shopkeeper watched as Su Yuanyuan carefully examined everything on the table. With a smile, she asked, "So, miss, have you found anything you like?"
Su Yuanyuan declined politely. "No, thank you. I don't see anything I want. I'll be on my way now."
The shopkeeper's smile froze for a moment, but she quickly recovered. "That's all right. Please come again if you need anything. Take care!"
Zhang Yingxue had learned the truth about the bumps on her face. Instead of leaving, she followed Su Yuanyuan, observing her every move with curiosity. The more she watched, the more she liked her.
Seeing Su Yuanyuan about to leave, Zhang Yingxue rushed forward and took her hand affectionately. "Sister, you've really helped me out today. How about I treat you to a delicious meal at the Zhenman Tower?"
Su Yuanyuan had planned to talk to her privately. Pretending to leave was just a strategy. She smiled sweetly. "Sure, thank you, sister."
The two walked out arm in arm. However, after walking a short distance, Su Yuanyuan's smile faded. She said seriously to Zhang Yingxue, "Sister, you'd better throw away that bottle of 'skin-nourishing oil'. Don't use it anymore."
Zhang Yingxue was startled. She exclaimed instinctively, "What did you say?! Do you mean..."
Su Yuanyuan immediately put her finger to her lips, signaling her to be quiet.
Zhang Yingxue looked back and saw the shopkeeper of the perfume shop standing outside, trying to attract customers while glancing in their direction.
Lowering her voice, Zhang Yingxue asked anxiously, "Do you mean there's really something wrong with this 'skin-nourishing oil'?"
When Su Yuanyuan nodded seriously, Zhang Yingxue's eyebrows shot up. Anger flashed in her eyes. She was about to turn back and confront the shopkeeper when Su Yuanyuan stopped her in time. "Sister, don't be hasty. It's not advisable to make a scene."
Zhang Yingxue controlled her temper. "Come on, let's talk in the carriage." With that, she pulled Su Yuanyuan towards the Zhang family's carriage, but Su Yuanyuan stopped her again.
"Take my carriage, sister. It's spacious and warm." Su Yuanyuan said with a smile.
Hearing the tinkling of bells and the sound of horses' hooves, Zhang Yingxue looked in the direction of the sound. Her eyes widened in surprise.
Mrs. Mo was worried that Su Yuanyuan might be bullied outside, so she had arranged for the most spacious and luxurious carriage from the Duke Yong's Mansion to pick her up. Seeing the spacious carriage pulled by three horses, Zhang Yingxue finally remembered where she had seen Su Yuanyuan before.
Wasn't this girl the so - called "fool" from the Duke Yong's Mansion who was pushed into the water by Su Qingyu at the Empress's birthday banquet?!
No wonder Zhang Yingxue didn't recognize her. The last time they met in the Qingyi Garden, Su Yuanyuan looked dull. But today, she was smiling brightly, with lively eyes and a smart look. She seemed like a completely different person.
Zhang Yingxue blurted out, "You're the fourth miss of the Duke Yong's Mansion? Su... Su... What's your name again?"
Su Yuanyuan knew that once she stepped out of the Duke Yong's Mansion and appeared in front of the noble ladies in Shengjing City, her name would no longer be a secret.
Moreover, she didn't intend to hide her name at all. She wanted to see how those who had once trampled on her would react when there was another "Su Yuanyuan" in Shengjing City.
Let the city of Shengjing be in turmoil because of her again!
The smile on Su Yuanyuan's lips deepened. She formally saluted Zhang Yingxue. "Su Yuanyuan of the Duke Yong's Mansion pays respects to sister. May I ask which family you belong to, sister?"
Su Yuanyuan? Su Yuanyuan?
Zhang Yingxue's face changed suddenly. Although she knew it was impossible, her heart skipped a beat at the name.
She looked at Su Yuanyuan, wanting to say something but hesitated. Finally, she returned the salute. "My father's surname is Zhang. He's the current Minister of the Ministry of Punishment. I'm the youngest daughter of the Zhang family, Zhang Yingxue, with the courtesy name Wenwan."
Just then, the carriage stopped in front of them. Su Yuanyuan reached out her hand to Zhang Yingxue. "Sister Yingxue, let's get in the carriage together."
Zhang Yingxue instinctively wanted to refuse, but looking into the girl's smiling face, she somehow reached out her hand.
The curtain fell, hiding the figures of the two young girls inside the carriage.
After the carriage from the Duke Yong's Mansion left, Green Bamboo, wearing a veil hat, rushed to the perfume shop and went inside.
The shopkeeper raised her eyebrows when she saw Green Bamboo. "Oh, what brings you here today, Miss Green Bamboo?"
Green Bamboo looked around and said to the shopkeeper, "The master has a message for you."
The shopkeeper led Green Bamboo to the back hall. "What's the master's order?"
Hearing what had happened at the Hanyu Studio today from Green Bamboo, the shopkeeper was also shocked.
"The master said you should be more vigilant in the coming days. Replace all the goods in the shop. If you see a young girl causing trouble, no matter what, send someone to inform the master immediately. Don't act on your own. Do you understand?"
The shopkeeper thought of Zhang Yingxue and Su Yuanyuan who had been in the shop just now. She hesitated for a moment but finally said nothing.
The two girls seemed normal, and the young girl had even helped her clarify the effect of the "skin - nourishing oil". She probably wasn't here to cause trouble.
Smiling at Green Bamboo, the shopkeeper said, "Please convey my message to the master. I understand."
...
The carriage from the Duke Yong's Mansion slowly drove towards the Zhenman Tower. Inside the carriage, Su Yuanyuan and Zhang Yingxue sat facing each other.
Noticing that Zhang Yingxue seemed absent - minded, Su Yuanyuan took the initiative to speak. "Sister, the small red bumps on your face are indeed caused by excessive internal heat. As long as you follow the method I told you and take good care of yourself, the bumps on your face will probably disappear in a few days."
Zhang Yingxue came back to her senses. Putting aside her doubts for the moment, she asked, "What about the 'skin - nourishing oil'?"
"To be honest, I have an unusually sharp sense of smell. The pungent smell of that bottle of 'skin - nourishing oil' is not because of the medicinal herbs in it, but because I can smell that a lot of inferior materials were used."
"Sister, your skin already had problems because of the excessive internal heat. Applying such inferior things will only make the situation worse."
Zhang Yingxue instinctively reached out and touched her face. She said with lingering fear, "Fortunately, you know some medical skills and were able to diagnose the problem by feeling my pulse. But if this 'skin - nourishing oil' is of inferior quality, why did you stop me from confronting them just now?"
Zhang Yingxue was an impatient person. She liked to solve problems on the spot, so she didn't understand why Su Yuanyuan had stopped her.