Chapter 979: Chapter 979 Kong Zhiyou

Kong Zhiyou pressed her lips together, slightly embarrassed, and said, “Monarch Lu Xiang, please don’t tease me. I just got married last month. My husband’s family name is Chen, so how could I still be called a maiden? Let alone a distinguished guest.”

Speaking of which, she owed her thanks to Monarch Lu Xiang standing before her.

Last year, her first time visiting was simply to ask for a pleasing makeup look to leave a good impression when meeting her grandmother, who had returned from a trip. Surprisingly, her grandmother, who usually favored another granddaughter, had rare words of praise about her fresh and neat appearance and even asked her to stay longer for some conversation.

Afterward, when her father set his sights on the Chen family’s son as a prospective son-in-law and discussed it with her grandmother, the latter directly proposed her name.

Although the Chen family couldn’t be considered affluent, their father and son spanned two generations of scholars. While Father Chen had not yet passed the scholarly examination to become a “Juren,” her husband had already become a scholar at the age of fifteen, with limitless future prospects.

For Kong Zhiyou, this was a rare and fortunate match. At the end of the day, it was all thanks to Shu Yu’s help.

Unfortunately, she later left. Zhiyou had visited Yiren Pavilion a few times, but the selection of clothing was limited, and no one was there to assist with styling. After a few attempts, she stopped coming.

Last month, when she got married, she couldn’t help but think how, if Shu Yu hadn’t been exiled, her bridal makeup would surely have dazzled everyone.

Who would have thought that, upon meeting again, so much had changed? She was now married, and the once boss Lu Sanzhu had become Monarch Lu Xiang. Despite admiring her talents, Zhiyou no longer dared to ask her for assistance.

Thinking of this, Kong Zhiyou still felt a hint of regret.

She brushed away the scatter of thoughts in her mind and asked again, “Monarch Lu Xiang, what did you say earlier that you wanted to buy?”

Shu Yu glanced at her tied-up hair and snapped back to reality.

“I want to buy a horse, but I haven’t found the right one yet.”

Kong Zhiyou laughed, “Buying a horse? For that, you should ask Yuehua.”

“Ask her?”

Kong Zhiyou nodded, “You haven’t been in Jiangyuan County for long, so you might not know much about this. Ding Yuehua’s sister-in-law married here from Donggu County. Her family, back in Donggu County, deals in livestock trade. Not just cattle and donkeys–on their manor outskirts, they even have horses. They’ve got connections to source quality horses. The horses from their family are sought after not only by wealthy households in Donggu County but also by families in the prefecture. If Monarch Lu Xiang wants to buy a horse, just ask Yuehua.”

Shu Yu’s eyes lit up, “I truly didn’t know about this.”

“Monarch Lu Xiang, are you in a hurry? If so, you should go to the Fan family now and ask Yuehua about it. Coincidentally, I haven’t seen her in a while either. How about we go together?”

Shu Yu checked the time; it was still early. Seeing Zhiyou’s eagerness, she nodded, “Alright, let’s go ask her first.”

Turning to the old lady, she said, “Grandmother, I’ll step out for a while. Please take care not to overwork yourself and rest when needed.”

“Yes, yes. There are so many people here in the shop.”

Indeed, the shop wasn’t just bustling with the old lady and Shuyou. Business had been quite good lately, and Shu Yu feared her elder sister couldn’t manage on her own, so she had sent over a maid from the mansion to help out. This maid was a sixteen-year-old girl from the Zhong family named Zhong Shiliu.

Along with Hua Xian, who had been with the old lady all along, the help was more than sufficient.

Shu Yu bid farewell to the old lady helplessly and got on the carriage with Kong Zhiyou.

Kong Zhiyou expressed some envy, “Your Grandmother truly dotes on you.”

Shu Yu paused, quickly understanding her circumstances. She knew that Zhiyou’s family dynamics were complicated, and earning her grandmother’s affection involved constant power plays, both open and covert.