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Just as he was about to sneak away, Liu Qingxi suddenly spoke up, "Lord Lin, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Don't you have anything on your mind?"
"Uh~~~" His footsteps came to an abrupt halt, and he forced out an awkward smile, "Well, um!"
"Lord Lin, who was it that confidently came to my shop looking for trouble? Who insisted on making this bet with me? Who else..." Liu Qingxi was not someone he could easily dismiss.
Even with a powerful backing, she would never back down.
"This girl of yours is just joking around with a bet. Old Man admitted he lost; what more do you want?"
Ha! Liu Qingxi was truly amused by his audacity. Why did this person not see his own faults after losing?
Was it only acceptable for him to be arrogant? If he won, others had to fulfill their bets; if he lost, he could just ignore it?
Originally, Liu Qingxi did not want to be aggressive; there was no need to make another enemy over a competition. But now it seemed that regardless of whether she won or lost, she and Lin Shuhong were bound to be irreconcilable foes.
So why not act freely?
However, she still needed to ensure she received the benefits from this competition.
"Thank you all for taking the time out of your busy schedules to watch our match. Of course, this is primarily a friendly exchange and secondarily a competition; the result is not important. I have learned a lot from my match with Lord Lin, and here I want to thank everyone for their support."
"At the same time, I would like to introduce my own designed house. The facilities inside can completely reference the house I built. If anyone is interested, feel free to reach out."
With so many people present and such a lively atmosphere, wouldn't it be a waste not to promote herself?
" Miss Liu, is that really true? Can the underfloor heating be installed in different styles? Could you install one in my house? My family is particularly afraid of the cold in winter."
"And me! I'm planning to rebuild my house; could I hire you to design it?"
" Miss Liu "
Before long, a crowd gathered around Liu Qingxi, all concerned about the housing issue.
As for the other contestant, Lin Shuhong? He had long disappeared, leaving behind the scene where Liu Qingxi was clearly the center of attention.
Yang Yichen quietly watched his girl become the focus of everyone. No matter where she went, she exuded confidence and composure, fully in control.
He believed his girl could achieve the best, even without the support of his status.
He signaled to his colleagues to leave, giving Liu Qingxi the space and time she needed.
Meanwhile, Liu Qingxi gained fame overnight by defeating Lin Shuhong, becoming one of the hottest figures in the capital.
Unlike other Celebrities, she had no powerful backing, only her hard work.
Watching the young girl’s radiant smile, a man in black in the private room raised an eyebrow, nearly shocking his subordinate.
What did he just see? His lord's icy demeanor actually shifted slightly. Was it really that shocking? It was almost scarier than Big White encountering a ghost!
Dugu Hao couldn't quite understand why he felt a sweet sensation inside; he simply felt happier helping Liu Qingxi.
Little did he know that this burgeoning desire would soon become uncontrollable.
After the competition, Liu Qingxi was busier than ever. The bustling scene in her shop was similar to that of Biqi Town, but she never expected to achieve her goals so quickly.
She thought it would take time to promote her work, but Lin Shuhong had provided her with such a great opportunity; she should really thank him for his provocation.
Currently, she had taken on three blueprints, all major projects. If completed, they would yield a significant income. However, with winter approaching, construction would have to wait until next year.
Liu Qingxi was not in a hurry; with a good start and a positive omen, everything would surely go smoothly from here on.
In the palace, in front of Dugu Han's bed, several princes stood anxiously. "How is Father’s health? Imperial physician, can you find a solution quickly?"
"In response to the prince, I will do my utmost!" An elderly man in his fifties, with graying hair and a long beard, knelt on the ground, trembling as he assured them.
Despite the many imperial physicians researching day and night for the emperor's illness, they had yet to identify the problem.
As they watched the emperor's health decline day by day, their anxiety turned into fear.
Facing the pressure from Queen and the ministers made them even more flustered.
Dugu Hao, standing behind the princes, frowned slightly. Dugu Han was not truly ill; someone wanted him dead quickly to remove obstacles for certain individuals.
However, it was not the right time to act; preserving life was paramount.
"Imperial physician, the temperature is getting colder, and Father is weak. I heard there is something called underfloor heating that can keep it warm like spring even in winter. Would installing this in the palace be beneficial for Father’s health?"
The elderly man squatted down, deep in thought. "Duke Hao, this method is feasible. His Majesty is currently unwell; he would likely find it difficult to endure the winter's chill. Installing that heating system would be advantageous."
"Then I will prepare it right away."
Dugu Han weakly raised his eyes to glance at the women around him and nodded slightly. "Go ahead!"
Just a few days ago, he had felt somewhat better, but for some unknown reason, he had grown weaker again, much worse than before.
He even doubted whether he could survive this winter.
"Father, you must take care of yourself!"
"Father, I wish I could suffer in your place!"
A few younger princes expressed their filial piety with tears and snot.
Dugu Han slowly closed his eyes, his lips dry and cracked, and weakly said, "You all can leave now!"
He was already weak, and with these sons causing such a commotion, he felt even worse.
The princes reluctantly withdrew; it was too obvious that their father favored Dugu Li, who enjoyed pampering that none of the other princes had ever experienced.
Lying on the dragon bed, it finally became quiet around Dugu Han. A sudden spark of inspiration flashed in his mind, and excitement appeared on his face.
Upon further reflection on this speculation, he realized that his health had only begun to decline two years ago. Despite taking various tonics for two full years without any improvement, he recalled that just a few days ago, he had not taken any medicine and inexplicably felt somewhat better; his energy had improved significantly. Could it be???
The palace was filled with countless hidden intrigues. After being in power for so many years, Dugu Han never expected that someone would dare to act against him.
His puffy face twitched slightly, and his eyes narrowed into slits as a glimmer of sharpness suddenly emerged.
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