The first clothing department store in the capital city opened.

Inside, there is only one brand of clothing. There is a string of small characters on both the hem and collar.

"Chanel."

In this world, no one can understand this brand, nor can anyone understand why she would use such a strange name.

However, to this day, no one questions her decision.

In the large shopping mall, many wealthy ladies came here to browse. The two-story shopping mall was vast, with a wide variety of dazzling women's clothing available.

Of course, there are only women's clothes here, no men's clothes.

This is a good example.

Given the times, it's best to sell them separately.

And there wasn't a single man shopping for clothes in the store.

Yang Ruqing strolled along, browsing as she went. She wore plain clothes and appeared simple and unassuming, just like any ordinary customer.

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She wants to see for herself how the store is performing.

After a period of observation, she confirmed that the idea was viable.

Human beings' capacity for acceptance sometimes surpasses imagination.

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In the late Qing Dynasty, Western fashions entered inland China and quickly became popular. This shows that people's desire for beauty is endless.

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"Open it, that's what the county princess has taken a liking to."

Yang Ruqing was lost in thought, but was startled by a shout.

Turning her head, she saw a slender woman in a fox fur robe, adorned with extravagance and arrogance, eyeing her with contempt from the corner of her eye. Two maidservants followed behind her.

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So it turns out there's a rich patron behind this.

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Yang Ruqing put down her clothes and was too lazy to argue with this kind of person. Anyway, all the clothes inside were from her own store.

However, some things cannot be escaped just because she wants to.

But as she turned to leave, the thin-faced woman stepped forward with one foot, blocking her path.

"You wretched slave, did I tell you to leave?"

"How?" Yang Ruqing's eyes narrowed slightly.

It's been ages since I've seen someone so arrogant, and how long has it been since I've heard such a brazen voice?

“You dare to offend me and still want to leave? Get down on your knees and kowtow to apologize.” The thin-faced woman said with an air of righteousness.

Yang Ruqing couldn't help but laugh. How could someone who spoke like that still live so carefree? Wasn't he afraid of being beaten to death outside?

"Are you crazy?" Yang Ruqing couldn't help but whisper softly.

“I am Changning County Princess, daughter of King Zhuang. You lowly maid, do you not kneel? Do you not fear ruin for yourself and your family?” The thin-faced woman, Changning County Princess, continued to look up defiantly.

Yang Ruqing couldn't help but burst into laughter because when the Changning County Princess raised her head, two tiny nostrils with black nose hairs sticking out were particularly noticeable.

"What are you two waiting for? Go and grab that bitch!"

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Hearing Yang Ruqing's laughter, Chang Ning County Lord was truly enraged. Anger surged within her, and she gritted her teeth, saying ...

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The two maids behind her hesitated for a moment. They weren't stupid, so they naturally knew right from wrong.

If you don't listen to your master, it will be very troublesome.

One of the maidservants rushed over and whispered to Yang Ruqing when she got close: "Run quickly, my lady master's not very bright."

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Yang Ruqing was stunned. This maid seemed to be quite sincere.

It's not someone with a hole in their head who would dare to show off in such a big shopping mall. Many wealthy ladies were watching the commotion nearby, gathering in groups of three or two, some even recognizing Yang Ruoqing's identity.

But if there are holes in your brain, there's a reason for it, right?

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She hates that kind of person who thinks they are always right, even if they're sick or wrong. They think they can just say whatever they want and hit whoever they want without consequences. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! ?

If you are sick, you need to see a doctor!

“Get out of the way.”

Yang Ruqing pressed her palm against her waist. In an instant, a cold light flashed, and her figure flickered. A long sword gleaming with icy light was pointed directly at Changning County Princess's nose.

Just a layer of paper away, Changning County Lord's pupils reflected the sword light, and there was even a piercing sensation.

Suddenly, she was so scared that she couldn't speak.

Her nose was high and arched, her nostrils pinched tight, as if even her breath had begun to come in ragged gasps.

"Changning County Princess, are you from the capital? Didn't anyone teach you how to write 'low-key'? "

"No one taught you, I'll teach you. Carve two words on your face: low-key. You have to remember how to write the strokes well. Next time we meet, I'll test you."

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Yang Ruqing's wrist moved, the tip of her sword trembling as she pretended to draw on his face.

She was wielding the Mo Xie sword, a truly divine weapon that could cleave iron like mud.

Not to mention carving on faces, even carving on steel surfaces is effortless.

"You, you dare! I am the Princess of Changning, my father will not spare you!" As the Princess of Changning spoke, her thin skin stretched with her words, her voice choked with tears.

There was fear in her eyes, but she still pretended to be tough.

"You guys tell me, would I be afraid of her father, that Lord Zhuang?" Yang Ruqing scanned the crowd with her eyes.

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"My lady, of course, is not afraid."

"What about King Zhuang? Your wife isn't the first to have beaten up her husband."

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"Indeed, the Princess of Changning probably wants to pick a fight."

The noble ladies watching nearby burst into laughter. As influential figures, they naturally weren't afraid of the Marchioness of Changning.

King Zhuang was nothing more than a idle prince from outside the capital, an old prince from the previous emperor's generation. He held no real power, at most he was simply wealthy.

And King Zhuang was nothing special, let alone his daughter, Changning County Princess, who was even a tier lower.

"Lady Changning, have you thought it over? If you have, just admit your mistake and pay the compensation to leave."

Yang Ruqing said, "If my wrist gets sore and I drop it like this, this sword will cut off your nose..."

"It was my fault, it was my fault, I plead guilty, I will make amends."

Long Ning County Lord now realized that the woman before her was no ordinary person. Her psychological bottom line completely collapsed, tears and snot streaming down her face, yet her body remained standing stiffly, afraid to even move for fear of touching the sword edge.

Immediately, she saw the woman's wrist twitch. In an instant, her mind went blank, and she thought the sword would come slashing down next.

Fortunately, it was just a scare. She quickly tossed out a few silver notes, and fled with her maid in embarrassment, not even looking back.

The atmosphere in the supermarket had returned to its usual liveliness.

Since everyone here is well-informed, this little anecdote will be quickly forgotten.

But Yang Ruoheng could not pretend that nothing had happened.

Back at the mansion, Yang Ruqing called for Pan Wenlong.

Besides running his shop, Pan Wenlong also worked in the underworld, gathering information on high-ranking officials and nobles, which he sorted and categorized.

"Wenlong, are there many princes from outside the capital who have entered the city recently?"

Yang Ruqing wouldn't have noticed this if she hadn't met this Lord Zhuang today.

">There were quite a few, including King Zhuang, King Lu, and King She..."

"Where is this King from?"

The imperial clan was extremely large, with numerous branches and offshoots. Among these princes enfeoffed in distant lands, some were appointed by several emperors, while others inherited their titles. Few were truly stripped of the throne.

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