The Princess of Northern Land

"Aunt Guo, Uncle, you own half of the workshop too. Please, beg the Princess Consort to show mercy," the woman said, her voice filled with accusation when she saw the couple in such a state. "Presumptuous," Hong Ying chastised coldly. "Who do you think you are to yell like that in front of the Princess Consort? Keep disrespecting her, and be careful or you’ll get a beating."

"We, we are relatives of the Princess Consort, how could you talk about beating us?" the woman retorted defiantly, glaring at Hong Ying.

Lin Ziyin couldn’t help but laugh upon seeing her reaction. She figured today was the day she encountered a real piece of work. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ noⅴelfire.net

"Get out, get out of here," Guo Huiniang exclaimed in real anger, "The Lin Family doesn’t welcome you."

"Aunt Guo," Mrs. Zhen’s sister-in-law looked at her timidly, trying to garner sympathy.

"Is it because you can’t remove the peculiar smell from the duck down that your business is failing?" Lin Ziyin asked, drawing out her words.

"Yes, it’s because we can’t get rid of the smell," the woman replied, her eyes lighting up as she stopped crying.