The Story of a Stroppy Princess

With his eyes lightened up by Hua Yueling's confident face, Mo Wushuang said, "Miss Hua, do you know what to compete and the price of the loser?" It was for ages that someone hadn't asked him for weapons.

"Bro. Mo, don't waste your breath with this bitch; she doesn't know any martial arts at all, let alone buying weapons. What a boastful woman!" Nangong Lieye couldn't help cursing her.

"Shut up, you bastard! If you dare make any noise, take care of your mouth! Never have I seen such a vicious gossip like you. You should know it's your honor that I haven't revenged myself on you. If you don't want to lose your face, don't go too far!" Hua Yueling was about to go nuts by that damned man.

"What! Can you dare say it again?!" Nangong Lieye was outraged.

"Fine! I say that you are a Dutch uncle! See, your guests have gone away by your continual nag!" Seeing the desolate lobby, Hua Yueling burst out laughing. The outside diners were kept a great distance from the chamber with the chaos inside. In that case, who dared come to have a meal? Besides, seeing Nangong Lieye be almost to explode and Hua Yueling be so aggressive, the best thing for these diners was to escape from there in case of becoming their vent.

"Hey, guys…" Even Mo Wushuang couldn't stand their quarrel. Thus, he walked among them and stretched his arms, trying to persuade them, "Please calm down. Don't make fool of us in public. Let's go inside first?"

"Bro. Mo, don't be deceived by this woman?" Nangong Lieye gnashed.

"Bro. Lieye, you know that I have my business." Mo Wushuang forced a smile on his handsome face, which absolutely amused Hua Yueling.

"Childe Wushuang, how about going to the Fengyue Tea House opposite and continuing our talk? Someone here is really a killjoy. Such guy gains his profits by serving guests but it is totally out of my comprehension that he refuses to have us for a meal." Hua Yueling smiled sweetly at Mo Wushuang and what she said had a dig at Nangong Lieye.

"All right. After you, Miss Hua." Looking at those bulged eyes of Nangong Lieye, Mo Wushuang smiled and shook his head for he knew for sure that Nangong Lieye was no match for Hua Yueling in tongue, whose silver tongue indeed gave him quite a startle.

"Bro. Mo, you..." Nangong Lieye had the slightest expectation that Mo Wushuang intended to do business with Hua Yueling.

"Bro. You may have you your meal first. We could talk later. Just calm down and take good care of yourself." Mo Wushuang smiled and then followed Hua Yueling out of the Osmanthus Chamber.

"Bitch!" Nangong Lieye clenched his hands with such a force that his hands were about to bleed. How dare she be so overbearing in front of him! No one could stand her!

"Hei Yun, An Feng!" shouted Nangong Lieye who flew into fury and walked into the chamber.

"We are here, Prince!" Stood in front of Nangong Lieye two young man in black who wore impassive expression.

"Keep an eye on her! Tell me everything she does!"

"Yes, Prince!" The two expressionless men left quickly.

"You leave me no choice, Hua Yueling!" Nangong Lieye shouted with his raised fists.

Opposite the Osmanthus Chamber was an elegant two-story building with crimson exterior wall, delicate eaves, and conspicuous plaque which was craftily engraved with the name of the tea house: Fengyue.

Two years ago, it used to be a tavern too. However, the presence of Osmanthus Chamber had put a dent in their business. Afterwards, the new boss gave it a complete makeover and turned it into a fancy tea house

The scent of the tea would linger on for miles and Hua Yueling could smell the tea flavour even before she set her step on the threshold. Looking up around, the decoration themed as green vines and the bamboo desks and chairs looked so fresh and comfortable, making people calm down immediately.

"What a nice place." Said Hua Yueling with a broad smile. Then a charming middle-aged women came up to her.

"We have private rooms, please take your seats upstairs." A glimpse of her dress might suggest that she should be the owner of this tea house. Though average looking, she could not cover the flashing tint of shrewdness in her eyes.

"Landlady, what a nice environment you have here." Hua Yueling smiled and followed her upstairs.

"Thank you, Miss Hua. I'm really flattered. I owe a debt of gratitude to all my neighbour." She'd been in this tea house for two years, and she'd heard quite a lot about Hua Yueling.

"It's noon and everyone has gone for lunch. Perhaps it must be a busy afternoon." Said Hua Yueling when seeing that the spacious second floor was not occupied by a single soul right now.

"Not bad. But I'm going back to the south of the Yangtze River in few days, and I'm afraid you may not be able to enjoy the tea here anymore." Said the Owner, smiling.

"Ah? You're leaving? Have you sold it? And to whom?" Said Hua Yueling. It flashed through her mind that this was a golden chance to completely defeat Nangong Lieye in terms of making money.

"To tell you the truth. It is the Third Prince who is going to be its formal owner" Said the landlady in a rather embarrassed tone.

"Who? Him? Absolutely no, I will buy this place. How much does he offer? I'll double it." Hua Yueling was determined to get it first.

After that, Mo Wushuang and Ye You who were behind her exchanged their astonishing look.

"Miss Hua, I'm afraid..." The landlady was thrown into a catch-22 situation.

"Landlady, now listen! You are doing business for making money. You still have a second thought since you haven't signed the deed with the Third Prince, right? Besides, the taverns, inns, whorehouses under this name are strewn everywhere. Further, he has to leave some space for others to earn a living. Our affairs has made a great fuss around. That man has gone too far this time. Please sell it to me and I will prove that women are not a soft touch. Madam. Being a woman, you should lend your helping hand to me, otherwise, I will look down upon you." Hua Yueling uttered too much in a breath like a machine gun.

Mo Wushuang smiled to himself when he saw her eyes moving around. The fact that she was the final owner of the tea house would invite numerous trouble to the Third Prince.

"Well, Miss Hua, please take a seat, have some tea and take some dessert. Leave me some time to reconsider." The landlady said with courtesy.

"Okay, I won't force you to make a prompt decision. I believe that you are a brilliant businesswoman." Hua Yueling took a seat by the window after finishing her words. Looking out of the window, she saw that the opposite side was the second floor of Osmanthus Chamber. People began to flood into his place. Hua Yueling had great contempt for the dammed man for he almost made all the business around the capital.