Miss Murong Is Here

Someone was going to die if their lord knew that the clothes were being sold off!

Should they persuade her or not?

Before they could reach a decision, customers were already swarming the store.

"That's right. The cold-faced guards in black are from Prince Zi's house. My husband told me that I should keep my distance from them."

"I want the clothes if they're from Prince Zi's house!"

"Me too! I chose this one first!"

"This one is mine!"

"Who says it's yours? I picked it first. Hey, why are you stealing mine?"

Those ladies weren't half as elegant as usual.

The clothes from Prince Zi's house would definitely earn them respect.

As for how the woman got the clothes out of Prince Zi's house, they couldn't care less.

A luxurious carriage passed the store, and the maid inside remarked in surprise, "My lady, isn't that the trash of the Gu family? Why is she out today?"