"My parents only had me, and as for the brother from your mother's side you mentioned, I don't know who that is."

  "It's me, I'm talking about Shen Feiling, Young Master Shen."

  Liu Zhuanggui wiped the sweat from his forehead, he was a bit dazed and didn't know what this wise princess was here for today. It seemed like she wasn't here to buy rouge either, but rather to pick a fight.

  Having received a signal from Liu Zhuanggui, the shop assistant standing at the gate quietly retreated.

  "What's with Shen Fei Ling? Count me as what kind of brother? We all have the same surname, are we all relatives now? Liu Zhuanggui, you can eat your rice casually, but you can't speak carelessly."

  Shen Youxia didn't even glance at Liu Zhuangui, but the words she spoke lightly and casually made Liu feel like dark clouds were gathering.

  He seemed to have figured it out, Shen Youxia was after Shen Fuling.

  It's just that Liu Zhuanggui is very strange. His master has always been good at dealing with people, and his relationship with Shen Youxia has not been bad in the past.

  Now Shen Youxia has come to pick a quarrel, but I don't know what kind of trouble he's stirring up this time.

  But Liu knew that the queen, Shen Yuxia, had a temper and was prone to acting arbitrarily, and if she really caused trouble in the store, he would be powerless.

  So, for whatever Shen Youxia said, Liu Zhanggui smiled and continued. Liu Zhanggui thought that at least he wouldn't hit someone with a smiling face, and Shen Youxia wouldn't start a fight as long as he could hold on until the master arrived.

  Shen Youxia sat in a chair, holding a cup of tea, and didn't say a word. She just sat quietly here, staring at the doorway.

  The autumnal equinox and winter solstice around me are also expressionless faces.

  No need to think too much, just take a look and you'll know, Shen Youxia is waiting for Shen Weiling. The people who originally wanted to enter the Qixiang Pavilion to buy things saw Shen Youxia's demeanor and retreated one after another.

  In Xīyáng City, there were not many people who dared to confront Shen Youxia head-on. It was not just because she came from the Dìngguó Hóu Fǔ or that she was now the Rùiwáng Fēi, but also because Shen Youxia had been practicing martial arts since childhood. If she really threw a punch, there were probably not many famous ladies in Xīyáng City who could withstand it.

  Upon receiving the news from his subordinate, Shen Fuling hastened over without a moment's delay. He was all too familiar with Shen Youxiang's temperament and feared that if he arrived late, it would provoke Shen Youxiang, which wouldn't be good for either him or the Shen family.

  Spoiling Shen Youxia, flattering Shen Youxia, is also a trick often used by the Shen family, and it's a good play that has been performed for many years.

  "Xia sister, what's wrong with you? Is it because the servants didn't serve you well? I'll fire them all right now."

  Shen Fuling walked into the Qixiang Pavilion with a smile, as if she hadn't seen Liu Zhuang's awkward smile, Autumn Winter Mu's expressionless seriousness, and Shen Youxia's careless face.

  "Shen Feiling? You've arrived much faster than I expected. It seems the servants of the Shen family are indeed well-trained." Shen Yuxia said with a hint of implication.

  Shen Fuling didn't quite catch what Shen Youxia meant, so she just played dumb.

  "Xia sister said that, aren't the servants of the Shen family also your servants? Tell brother who made you unhappy, and brother will take care of it for you."

  Shen Youxia couldn't help but laugh, "Shen Feiling, what kind of brother are you to me? Does Shen Youxia need you to take charge?"

  Looking at Shen Fei Ling's face turning red, white and black, if it were the former Shen You Xia who always thought of being a family, although willful but never said such words, now not wanting to compromise herself at all, taking advantage of someone with a wolfish heart.