Everyone was chattering and discussing the relationship between Ling Qingwan and Song Zhiqing.
To them, Ling Qingwan was a lowly village girl, while Song Zhiqing was a rich and suave young man. How could they be compatible, one in heaven and the other in hell
When Ling Qingwan entered the hall, Song Zhiqing was drinking tea and chatting with Master Ling.
Song Zhiqing, standing tall in a green dress with a grey mink cape on her shoulders, raised her head and stared at Ling Qingwan with a pair of eyes as clear as mountain springs. The two looked at each other, and Ling Qingwan quickly looked away.
Song Zhiqing looked the same as before, still looking gentle and elegant. He was just like Ling Chuchu, a beast in human skin.
"Wanwan, what's going on?" Master Ling frowned slightly when he saw Ling Qingwan was slow to move.
Ling Qingwan reacted and slowly bowed to Song Zhiqing.
"It's okay. Miss Wanwan and I have met once before. There's no need to be so restrained." Song Zhiqing chuckled, his eyes curved into crescents.
If it was Ling Qingwan in the past, she would have been completely bewitched by Song Zhiqing. Now she just felt that it was extremely hypocritical.
Whether it was Ling Chuchu or Song Zhiqing, the two had already decided in their minds how to plot against her step by step and use her to destroy the entire Marquis' Mansion since the first time they met her.
"Your Highness, are you talking about the journey to Mobei?" Master Ling chatted with Song Zhiqing.
"Yes. I passed by Luo'an, and the prince and Miss Wanwan happened to be there, so I said hello. But they were in a hurry, so I didn't have time to treat them to a meal before leaving."
While Song Zhiqing was talking, he looked at Ling Qingwan from time to time, which made Ling Qingwan feel uncomfortable.
It is clear that this was not the case from the Song Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty.
She fell in love with Song Zhiqing at first sight, and then she refused to listen to Ling Xiao's advice and insisted on marrying Song Zhiqing. Now it seems that the two of them have switched positions.
"Your Highness is too polite. Even if it's a meal, Xiao'er should treat us. I hope Your Highness will take care of me in the future at court." Master Ling laughed loudly, completely ignoring Ling Qingwan who was left aside.
Old Master Ling was a powerful figure in the court, and Song Zhiqing should have asked him to help more. Seeing Old Master Ling being so servile in front of Song Zhiqing, Ling Qingwan rolled her eyes almost to the sky.
He really brought shame to the Marquisate.
"Father and His Highness are discussing state affairs. As a woman, it is not appropriate for me to interfere too much, nor can I understand what they are saying, so I will take my leave first." Ling Qingwan simply said hello and was about to turn around and leave.
"well!"
Song Zhiqing called out to Ling Qingwan.
"Your Highness, do you have any other instructions?" Ling Qingwan looked puzzled.
Song Zhiqing was speechless. He waved his hand to indicate that everything was fine, and let Ling Qingwan go.
Looking at Ling Qingwan's departing back, Song Zhiqing felt mixed emotions.
He had seen Ling Qingwan clinging to him, making noises and acting like a spoiled child to him, but now seeing Ling Qingwan's cold attitude, he felt a little disappointed.
"Your Highness? Your Highness?"
"I am here."
Master Ling shouted several times before Song Zhiqing came back to his senses.
Ling Qingwan went straight back to the courtyard, but was stopped in the back garden. There were a few unfamiliar faces again. There were many female relatives in the Marquis's Mansion, and Ling Qingwan couldn't even remember the names of the women in front of him.
"Didn't His Highness call you over just now?" Ling Xinrui raised her head, contempt in her eyes almost overflowing.
"That's right." Ling Qingwan responded frankly without hiding anything.
She didn't do anything wrong, why should she hide the truth
"What did His Highness ask you to do?" Ling Yu frowned and asked Ling Qingwan sternly.
"Why should I tell you?" Ling Qingwan looked at Ling Yu with extremely cold expressions, and anyone who saw them would feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
Ling Yu was about to retort, but when he saw Ling Qingwan's expression, he closed his mouth unhappily and looked at Ling Xinrui.
"I don't care what you said to His Highness. Stay away from him in the future. How can a girl like you from the village be worthy of him?" Ling Xinrui snorted coldly.
"Whether I am worthy of you or not is not up to you to decide." Ling Qingwan raised her eyebrows and confronted the others with interest.
She didn't want to pay attention to it. Ling Qingwan glanced at the figure behind the rockery with the corner of her eyes, and the smile in her eyes became even bigger.
"Ling Qingwan! Do you really think that you can become a phoenix after returning to the Marquis' Mansion?" Ling Xinrui was extremely angry and her words were even more angry. If this was not the Marquis' Mansion, I'm afraid Ling Xinrui would really teach Ling Qingwan a lesson. "A wild chicken is a wild chicken, it can't compare to the precious young lady."
When Ling Qingwan returned to the Marquis's Mansion, everyone in the mansion was saying that she had taken Ling Chuchu's place. There might be no place for Ling Chuchu in the first house in the future.
"Wanwan and I have a good relationship. When is it your turn to sow discord between us?"
Ling Chuchu suddenly came out from behind the rockery, walked straight to Ling Qingwan, and stood shoulder to shoulder with her.
"Chu Chu?" Several young ladies were surprised to see Ling Chu Chu standing next to Ling Qingwan.
"Whoever his highness wants to see or call for a talk is his business. If you have the ability, ask his highness to call you too. Making things difficult for Wanwan behind her back is not a big deal." Ling Chuchu spoke for Ling Qingwan again.
Seeing this, several people were speechless and dispersed helplessly.
"They admire the prince, and when they see you being summoned by the prince, they become jealous. You don't need to take it to heart." Ling Chuchu spoke softly, as if coaxing a three-year-old child, to comfort Ling Qingwan.
I still remember that Ling Chuchu was like this at the beginning, and gradually gained Ling Qingwan's trust. In this huge mansion, everyone bullied her because she grew up in the countryside and looked down on her background. Only Ling Chuchu treated her well and was partial to her. How could Ling Qingwan not be moved
At that time, she naively thought that she had a brother and elder sister who treated her like a treasure, and that she should be the happiest woman in the entire mansion. In the end, she knew a person's appearance but not his heart, and she brought misery to her grandfather and his maternal grandfather's family.
Thinking of how she once compared Ling Chuchu to someone as close to Ling Xiao, Ling Qingwan's stomach churned.
"I don't care." Ling Qingwan smiled faintly, looking genuinely indifferent.
"Speaking of which, your highness is handsome and elegant, and is the most admired young man by the women in the capital. If Wanwan likes him, ask daddy to propose to the emperor, and the emperor will definitely agree."
In the long corridor, Ling Chuchu accompanied Ling Qingwan to relax.
"I have only met the prince once. Isn't it a bit too hasty to bring up the matter of marriage now?" Ling Qingwan shook her head helplessly.
As for Song Zhiqing, she didn't nod, nor did she rush to distance herself from him. Ling Qingwan just wanted to see how long Ling Chuchu could endure.
How could Ling Chuchu not be anxious when she saw her beloved getting close to another woman? According to her personality, she should be thinking of ways to hook up with Song Zhiqing first.
Thus, the fun begins.
"Then do you have feelings for His Highness?" Ling Chuchu asked casually.
"No." Ling Chuchu didn't even think about it. "But I don't know if His Highness would have any thoughts, otherwise he wouldn't have asked me to go to the hall."
Ling Chuchu just breathed a sigh of relief, but then her heart started to tighten again.