Super Evil Queen to Ghost King

"Go, pay some silver like the butler in the storehouse. Let's go out of the house to make a new set of clothes."

"Huh?"

Why did she suddenly have to leave the house?

Looking at Qing Ying's silly appearance, Murong Sheng extended her slender finger and lightly pressed on Qing Ying's forehead, "Have you lived a good life these past two days, your brain has become stupid?"

"Since we are going to participate in the Flower Banquet, of course, we should make a good set of clothes. Otherwise, do you want me, your Young Miss, to wear a tattered set of clothes that can't even be worn by maidservants to participate in the exchange meeting of those young mistresses? "

"Right, right!" Qing Ying threw the invitation to the side and nodded, "Young miss is right, young miss, please wait a moment, I will go to the warehouse to pay the silver! Young miss, wait for me to come back! "

Qing Ying hurriedly ran out of the room and came back with a conflicted look on her face. "Miss, do you think the butler would be willing to pay us the silver taels?"

Murong Sheng sneered, "He has to pay even if he doesn't want to, if he doesn't want to. Just say it, tell the old lady to go and see if they dare to pay! "

After deducting so much money from her for so many years, she didn't want to pay it? It was quite beautiful!

The last time he went out in the carriage and went to the nunnery, this was the first time Murong Sheng truly came out to see the prosperity of the capital.

The streets and alleys were crisscrossed, and all that came and went were the commoners walking around. The people on both sides received the goods and were all small vendors with different sizes. They were all shouting and shouting, and all sorts of voices were mixed together, forming a bustling and prosperous city scene.

"Because of the Ghost King's appearance, we didn't watch properly last time."

As Murong Sheng walked along this bluestone path, her mood lightened by quite a bit.

After being imprisoned in the cold palace for so long in her previous life, her heart had long since lost its initial liveliness. Now that the noise had reached his ears, Murong Sheng was able to regain some of the time of his youth.

"Aiyo, Miss, don't casually talk about the Ghost King outside, be careful not to be overheard by the Ghost King's people."

Qing Ying followed Murong Sheng closely, afraid that there would be too many people on the way and she would lose Murong Sheng. Now that she had heard Murong Sheng's words, her heart was already filled with excitement as she hurriedly opened her mouth to point at them.

Murong Sheng rolled her eyes, she really couldn't understand why Qing Ying was so afraid of the Spirit King.

Alright, in the beginning, there was indeed a little bit of fear …

She told the truth, there was a lot of it

"Alright, alright, alright. If you don't want to say it, don't want to say it. Let's go and take a look at the place where the clothes are made." With this silver, we cannot keep it. Who knows if it will be taken back by someone else? "

She had long since hidden the hundred thousand taels of silver that she had extorted from the subordinates of Ghost-faced Man.

That was her life saving silver, she could not just spend it casually. If she could get the silver from the Rongguo Mansion, then she would use the Rongguo Mansion's silver!

"Miss, this servant has asked around!" Qing Ying excitedly led Murong Sheng to an embroidery workshop that seemed to be bustling with business, "This time the clothes we made look good!"

"Is that so? "Then this one."

Murong Sheng raised her head and looked at the plaque. It was indeed the best one. Many young mistresses' clothes were custom-made from this place. Nice, but expensive.

Of course, she used the Rongguo Mansion's silver, so she didn't feel bad about it at all.

Once Murong Sheng entered, he was called over to pick out the clothes. Her enthusiasm made Murong Sheng praise, as expected of the business!

Even with her current clothes, she didn't roll her eyes at her, so there was a reason for her business to be so good.

"Hey, you guys tell me, although that Wang Yan is only a concubine, but her looks are among the top in the entire capital." There should be a lot of people who want to marry her, right? Why are they so anxious?

"Hey, you guys don't know? Some news leaked out, it seems that the emperor is going to help the Ghost King select another consort after a period of time! "

This news was like a sudden clap of thunder that caused the surrounding people to feel a bit dizzy. This group of young mistresses that gathered together to pick out the clothes all exclaimed in unison, "What?!?" Why did the Ghost King choose another consort? Didn't you choose a concubine before this? "

"I heard that none of those women survived, so the emperor helped the Ghost King choose an imperial concubine."

Murong Sheng stood at the innermost area and picked out the clothes, and from afar, she could hear the cries of the several mistresses who had just entered the shop. Hearing that, Murong Sheng's face darkened, the Spirit King was going to choose a concubine?

"This can't be true, is the Ghost King's fate too tough? That's why …"

"Don't spout nonsense, be careful not to get overheard by the Ghost King's men, we are going to suffer together."

"But, if we choose an imperial concubine this time, what will we do if the emperor chooses us?"

"That shouldn't be the case, right? The emperor should also be someone who knows the fate of the Ghost King, right? You can't choose one, but do you have the same fate? "

Murong Sheng slowed down her picking of clothes, listening to their conversation, her brows knitted a little. In her previous life, had the emperor also chosen a consort for the Ghost King at this time?

Ever since the Ghost King was branded as an ominous person, he rarely interacted with others. However, the emperor didn't seem to want to give up on the Ghost King. He still helped the Ghost King choose an imperial concubine every year.

But every time, whoever became the Ghost King's wife would die miserably on the night of their wedding bed. Furthermore, he had a ferocious expression on his face, as if he had seen some sort of evil ghost.

It was because of this that people believed that the Ghost King was indeed an ominous person, and that his fate was extremely hard!

"Oh?" Suddenly, Wang Yuluo appeared in front of Murong Sheng, the smile on her face became brighter, "Isn't this Second Miss's Second Miss?"

Murong Sheng raised her eyebrows slightly. It turned out that the group of duckling girls from before had, the young mistress who lived in the Rongguo Mansion.

No wonder it was so noisy, it turned out that the people they befriended were all just some small fry, talking about everything outside.

"Come come come, weren't you curious earlier who the Master Miss participating in the feast was? I can see it now. "