The richest woman committed a crime with her child - Chapter 4 Are these your dowry ?

It’s not the housekeeper’s fault for thinking too much. The Ming Dynasty was just beginning to settle down, and bandits often raided the houses of merchants in Yingtian Prefecture.

In addition, Xu Mei was in the spotlight and had the title of the most beautiful woman in Yingtian Prefecture, which made her even more coveted.

Although the Xu Mansion had guards, it was hard to guarantee that she would be safe.

“Go look for her again”, Shen Youting walked out of the wing room with a sullen face and went straight to Xu Mei’s boudoir.

The blanket on the bed was thrown to the end of the bed.

The account book that was thrown on table when he came at midnight was gone.

The whole room was empty.

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Under the porch of “Xu’s Clothing Measurement”, a thin “man” dressed as a scholar stood with his back to the street, his feet on the handlebars of a cart, and a wooden box covered with a bamboo hat on the cart.

Fortunately, the porch of the shop was wide enough to shelter one person and one cart form wind and rain.

Xu Mei held a yellow oil umbrella in one hand and an account book in the other. She walked around and came to the door of the store. Seeing someone hiding from the rain, she couldn’t help but look at him.

“Are you dressing as man to be more attractive?” Xu Mei smiled and joked when she recognized Wu Mengying, a new neighbor who had just moved to this street a few months ago.

Wu Mengying turned around and showed her beautiful face. She was about the same age as Xu Mei.

She saw the most beautiful woman in Yintian Prefecture in a white dress and red skirt. She adjusted the scholar’s hat on her head, and bowed, “Miss Xu, nice to meet you. Why is Miss Xu wandering around in such a heavy rain? Did you have another argument with Master Shen?

Xu Mei raised an eyebrow, sensing the interest of this woman who dressed up as a man late at night, walked to the porch, and asked her, “Why did you use the word ‘again’? Are you secretly spying on me and him?”

Wu Mengying bowed again, “It’s just that every time I see Miss Xu going out alone, it was when Miss Xu and Young Master Shen were not happy.”

Xu Mei thought back to the past few times she had seen Wu Mengying, and she was really angry with that bastard.

“A-choo!”

Wu Mengying sneezed, breaking Xu Mei’s resentment.

Xu Mei knocked on the door quickly, the doorman yawned and opened the door, and brewed two cups of hot tea. She asked the doorman to go back to sleep, and she and Wu Mengying sat on the chairs to the right of the store door, drinking tea and chatting, “Where is that black-faced man who always follows you behind?”

Since Xu Mei first met Wu Mengying she saw a tall man with a sword following her. He had a wooden face, less expression than Shen Youting, and ignored people.

So Xu Mei and her sisters nicknamed that man “Black-faced Man.”

Wu Mengying paused with the teacup in her hand and said lightly, “He has important matters to take care of. After delivering the cart here, he will go back to his hometown.”

Xu Mei understood, and raised her chin towards the cart that was moved into the store by the clerk and asked, “What is that?”

“Some embroidery and books”

Xu mei loved to study fabrics and accessories the most. When she heard about embroidery, her charming face lit up, “Embroidery, let me see?”

Wu Mengying nodded, put down the teacup, walked to the cart and opened her hat.

Xu Mei followed and opened the big box impatiently. She saw the various embroidery pieces inside. She picked up a piece and when she saw the quality, she opened her eyes wide and asked in surprise, “Did you embroider this?”

Wu Mengying shook her head a little embarrassedly, “It’s not me. These were given to me by others.”

“Not ordinary, not ordinary. This kind of needlework is not something that ordinary people can do.”, Xu Mei looked around and approached Wu Mengying and whispered, “Shen Youting went to Beiping a few days ago and got some Mongolian royal embroidery from the housekeeper there. It’s very similar to yours, but not as good as yours.”

Wu Mengying’s delicate eyebrows moved, but she didn’t respond.

Xu Mei rolled her eyes and asked tentatively, “Are these your dowry?”