Flowers Bloom from Battlefield

263 Poor Prince Yang

Northern Pavilion

No matter how wonderful the name was, people would always have negative thoughts about this place. Many honorable people would stay away as far as possible while those who were not would rather use this place as their sanctuary. The owner also a person who was smart and knew how to use the resource she had as much as possible.

Today she was grinning from ear to ear because her favorite customer has just come. He gave her a lot of money and ordered a lot of service for himself. Counting the money in her hand, she wondered just how many nobles she needed to get this much usually.

"Madam, there is someone looking for you."

She quickly wiped out the smile on her face and tries to put a calm and modest expression. However, the corner of her lips was still raised to a certain degree, making people aware of her real mood.

"Yes, who is it?" she walked outside and saw a young man wearing a servant clothes was standing in front of her anxiously. From the clothes, it was clear that the man was the servant of some high ranking noble, but why did he come here?

The young man looked towards the woman with an anxious expression, "My apologies for interrupting your rest, Madam. There is terrible news in my master residence, and I need to tell the news to him as soon as possible."

"Who's your master?"

"Prince Yang."

The woman frowned. Prince Yang has just got in a few hours ago and still in the process of venting out his anger. Because of last night incident, he didn't have any face to get out and showed himself in public. He had paid her to keep his whereabouts in secret, so she couldn't say anything about it to anyone.

She put an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, but Prince Yang is not here."

The servant looked surprised then troubled, "But I'm sure that he tells me that he's here and I have to tell him any bad news that happens to him."

The woman considered the matter with cautiousness. She has to keep the secret, but if the news was that important, she would bear the blame if the prince chose to blame her for not telling him. She put an amiable smile.

"Then can you tell me what happened with him?"

The young man shook his head, "It's not about himself, but about his stores. Today there is a merchant come and proclaimed that his items are all fake, inducing a huge commotion in front of one of the stores he had."

The woman stared at the lady behind them to search for the news. If it was true, she would need to warn Prince Yang about it, but if it was wrong, she needed to kick this servant out from her place. Before the lady she asked to find out the news came back, there was another servant come to the place with a troubled expression.

"Is there anything we can help, Young Man?"

The servant nodded, "I need to find Prince Yang as fast as possible. There is bad news in his store, a noble said that they want a refund because the item didn't uphold its name."

The woman lips twitched. This prince was sure unlucky to get two similar notifications about his stores on the same day. Meanwhile, the lady she asked to find the news immediately returned inside with a pale and complicated face.

"What is it?" is there any problem in finding out about the news. Do this two men lie?

The lady immediately notices the Madam expression, but she wore a wry and difficult smile, "Those stories are true, Madam."

"Is there any problem?" if it was true all she needed was informing the prince about things that happened to his place. Was there any need to wear such a troubled face? This was still not the end of the world.

The moment she was about to answer, the door opened and another servant came inside with beads of sweat all over his face. He looked towards the Madam in panic and stuttered to deliver his message.

"Is Prince Yang here? I have urgent news for him."

"Does something happen with his store?" the Madam asked carefully.

"There is an accident near the store and somehow, the fight escalates and destroys more than half of the item inside the store. I need His Highness to come with me as fast as possible," the servant answered with an earnest face.

"You mean the store is destroyed?" the Madam eyes widened in disbelief. How unlucky that prince could get with all of this. She remembered that her servant hadn't told her the entire news, so she quickly turns towards the lady on the side.

"What is the problem?"

"There are too many of them," the girl answered, "All of them brought similar news from different people."

With that, she opened up the door and a bunch of servants come inside. They were all wearing similar clothes and each of them were made with exquisite needlework, making her realized that they were indeed coming from the same place.

"I need to find Prince Yang, his store is burned down because of naughty kids from…"

"Can I see Prince Yang? His store in the West Street was about to be destroyed because there is a plan to make a road there."

"Madam, I know that Prince Yang is here, so please take me to him because there is a ruckus in the store from people fighting to buy the same item."

Facing these numerous similar requests, the Madam felt that her head was about to explode. For the first time in her life, she regretted letting Prince Yang come here today. If only she knew that the other party has such terrible luck today, she wouldn't let him come inside even for a single step.