Yu Niaoniao had already personally experienced the gossip ability of the onlookers in the Imperial Capital. She did not want to become the center of gossip again, so she suggested finding another place to talk.
But the fat bookseller was unwilling.
He wanted to use the power of the crowd to pressure the Princess Consort to submit the manuscript quickly.
"Wuwuwu, if you don't give me a definite answer today, I'll die in front of you!"
Yu Niaoniao's scalp went numb from his crying. She said angrily, "Alright, alright, stop howling. Isn't it just handing in the manuscript? Don't make it sound like I did something to you."
The fat bookseller said, "Then submit the manuscript now!"
Yu Niaoniao said, "I don't have a script now."
The fat bookseller wailed at the top of his lungs. "Wu, ow, ow!"
An auntie beside him could not help but ask.
"Young lady, did you cheat him of his money? Or did you cheat him of his feelings?"
