My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!-Chapter 1214 - 1220: Could it be Jealousy?

After a few days, Shang Xin Tower had received the patronage of countless officials and nobles, including none other than Prince Liang.

Gao Ji glanced out the window with distaste, "Prince Liang is here, aren’t you going to personally entertain him?"

"His cooking is far inferior to Mr. Gao’s."

Qiao Duo’er said lazily, finding Prince Liang unsightly no matter how she looked at him, fearing he might upset her child’s mood.

Moreover, she’d rather spend time offering suggestions to Mr. Zhou’s dishes than engage with Prince Liang.

"He also brought a woman with him, you might be interested."

Gao Ji casually mentioned, his cooking skills had greatly improved thanks to this young lady, so he was quite willing to give her some tips.

Youths always have their fiery moments.

Qiao Duo’er glanced out the window and saw a lady in white just stepping out of her sedan chair.

Due to the angle, she couldn’t see the lady’s face clearly, but her ethereal aura was somewhat captivating.

Seeing Prince Liang treating her with such courteous and polite reverence, she certainly must be someone important.

Qiao Duo’er put down her chopsticks, "This dish could use some more pondering, I’m going downstairs for a bit."

Gao Ji nodded, already thinking about the suggestions from Duo’er.

These past days he had been making silver thread rolls. According to Duo’er, the key was using syrup to create silver threads to wrap around the pastry’s exterior, making the product white and glistening—sweet yet not cloying.

The silver threads were already forming, but the bean paste filling inside was too rich; he needed to find a substitute.

Downstairs, Prince Liang had just entered just as Duo’er was descending the stairs.

Upon descending, she had already thought of a clichéd greeting, "Prince Liang’s visit truly brings light to our humble establishment."

That’s how they always did it on TV, anyway.

Prince Liang had already investigated before coming, so he wasn’t surprised to see Qiao Duo.

"Mrs. Tan is talented in many arts, anything you touch turns to gold."

Raising musk deer, Make-up Plaza, selling cosmetics, and now Shang Xin Tower—each one making a fortune, she’s really too lucky.

It’s a pity her brain isn’t as bright, stubbornly hanging onto Tan Zhenghong, that crooked tree.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t mind her past marriage and would’ve directly taken her as a Side Concubine into the Mansion of King Liang.

"Just getting by," Qiao Duo’er said modestly, her gaze falling on the person beside Prince Liang, "Prince Liang has found a lovely companion. Wouldn’t you introduce us?"

This young lady had clear eyes and beautifully white skin, and more rare was the celestial air she carried, as if she was above worldly concerns.

Oddly, despite her undeniable beauty, Duo’er found herself genuinely disliking her.

It was precisely because of this inexplicable hostility that she decided to meet Prince Liang.

Could it be that being pregnant had made her insecure and jealous of beautiful women?

Qiao Duo’er quickly dismissed the idea.

Although she is beautiful, she isn’t ugly either, nor is she a narrow-minded person from New Village, to dislike someone over this.

"Yun Piaopiao, Perfume Master."

Prince Liang said indifferently, but the pride in his eyes couldn’t be concealed.

"Ah, Miss Yun, a pleasure to meet you," Qiao Duo’er said politely.

The products from Duo Meifang were replicated overnight; they must have been her handiwork. No wonder Prince Liang treasures her so much.

"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Tan." Yun Piaopiao bent her knees slightly, completing her courtesy.

Qiao Duo’er’s eyes curved with a smile, "Miss, you needn’t be so formal. However, there are many busybodies here—perhaps it would be better if we moved to a private room."

"Lead the way," commanded Prince Liang.

Qiao Duo’er silently complained—do I look like your maid, showing off this condescending attitude to whom?