Qiao Er was sharp-tongued and immediately told Ling Chuchu what she was thinking. According to Ling Chuchu's temperament, she could indeed do such a thing.
Xiang Si Ning was the daughter of the Minister of Rites, the daughter of a high-ranking official, gentle in temperament, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and even better than Ling Chu Chu. However, Xiang Si Ning did not like to compete and was indifferent to fame and gain, so Ling Chu Chu got the title of the most talented woman in the capital.
But even so, there are still many people in Tokyo who praise and compare Xiang Si Ning and Ling Chu Chu. If Ling Chu Chu gets the chance today, she will never let Xiang Si Ning surpass her in popularity.
"You know her personality, just let her be." Ling Qingwan chuckled and didn't care.
As long as Ling Chuchu didn't provoke her, she wouldn't bother to care about Ling Chuchu.
The Shangshu Mansion was very lively, with young men and young ladies gathered in groups of two or three, laughing and chatting. An Yi was not here today, and Ling Qingwan was not familiar with the other daughters, so she simply gave the gift to Xiang Si Ning and stayed somewhere else alone.
Most of the young ladies in the capital were spoiled and had cunning tempers, and Ling Qingwan was out of tune with them. In addition, she grew up in the countryside and her family fell into poverty, so those people kept a distance from Ling Qingwan and no one was willing to talk to her.
Fortunately, Ling Chuchu has several close friends. Even if the Marquis's Mansion is now in decline and the engagement with the Crown Prince is not cancelled, she will still be the future Crown Princess of Dayue, and no one dares to treat her coldly.
From this perspective, it truly depicts the warmth and fickleness of human nature to the fullest.
"Hey, isn't this the second young lady of the Ling family?"
Suddenly, I heard a shouting voice with a weird tone. I knew that the caller had bad intentions.
Ling Qingwan remained calm and turned towards the voice, only to see a man walking up to her carelessly and looking her over unscrupulously.
The man was not very old, and looked even younger than Ling Xiao. He was wearing a brown and yellow mink brocade silk coat, and had an extremely arrogant look on his face.
Everyone present today is either rich or noble, and the person in front of me is probably even more noble than the average person.
“That’s the one who worked for the stupid farmer for ten years... ten years...” The man pointed at Ling Qingwan, racking his brains to think of something.
"Child bride." The servant next to him lowered his voice and reminded the man.
"Yes! A child bride! The second young lady of the Ling family who has been a child bride for ten years." The man suddenly realized and responded quickly.
As soon as these words came out, almost everyone present turned to look at the man and Ling Qingwan. Some of them were just there to watch the fun, but most of them were waiting for Ling Qingwan to make fun of them.
"How dare you, Ling Qingwan! My young master is talking to you! Are you mute?" The servant shouted at Ling Qingwan angrily.
"Who is your young master?" Ling Qingwan looked innocent as she turned to the servant.
"My young master is the younger brother of the current queen! The eldest young master of the He family!" The servant straightened his back. Seeing his proud look when he introduced He Anshi, those who didn't know would think he was the master.
"You don't even know my name?" He An was angry, looking a little embarrassed.
He An is a well-known little bully in Tokyo City. Everyone knows him. If Ling Qingwan asks him about his identity in front of everyone, wouldn't that be embarrassing for him
It turned out to be the young prince's uncle. Ling Qingwan roughly understood why He An was so arrogant.
She had met the Queen several times and knew that she was very thoughtful and difficult to deal with, and Song Zhiqing was not a good person either. Naturally, Ling Qingwan's first impression of He An hit rock bottom.
"Since he is the king's uncle, how could I not know Young Master He? It's just that I have only been back for half a year, and I have never seen Young Master He before. Your servant kept calling him his Young Master, so how would I know who his Young Master is?" Ling Qingwan looked very innocent, and in just a few words she pushed the blame of her failure to recognize He An's identity onto his servant.
The servant was terrified after hearing this. Just as he was about to explain, He An kicked him on the leg.
"Who gave you the courage to line up in front of me?" He An shouted angrily.
The servant hurriedly apologized, bending over and kneeling down before he managed to appease He An.
"Although you have only been in the capital for half a year, I have heard a lot about your deeds." He An turned his head and continued to make things difficult for Ling Qingwan. "You were a child bride for a stupid peasant, and you seduced the Crown Prince and the Seventh Prince to show their affection to you one after another. It's hard not to be impressed."
Child bride, seduction, these words all carry a strong insulting connotation. He An is deliberately trying to embarrass Ling Qingwan. There was constant noise around, and people were talking about Ling Qingwan without restraint. Even her elder sister, who was born to the same father, did not stand up to speak for Ling Qingwan. Only Ling Qingwan remained calm and composed, as if nothing had happened.
"I have done many things, but they cannot be called deeds. If you want to hear it, Mr. He, you can come to me in person and I will tell you. As for the rumors outside, Mr. He, it is better not to believe them." Ling Qingwan raised the corners of his mouth with a faint smile on his face.
The implication is that He An is stupid, has no brains, and easily believes the rumors outside.
He An is a playboy, but he is not stupid, so he can naturally hear it.
"You are the daughter of a lowly official of the sixth rank, so you are not worthy of my efforts to understand you." He An rolled his eyes at Ling Qingwan in disdain. "I see that you are very beautiful, so why not follow me? If you can please me, I might marry you. Being a concubine by my side is more noble than your current status, what do you think?"
He An was so arrogant that he said such frivolous words to Ling Qingwan in front of all the dignitaries in the capital. And not only did no one dare to criticize He An, some even tried to persuade Ling Qingwan to follow He An.
"Mr. He is the prince's uncle. The prince looks down on you now. If you follow Mr. He, you can have some relationship with the prince."
"Yes, why don't you consider it? As sisters, we really don't want to see you suffer. Now that there is such a good thing, you might as well take it."
The discussions around her were more and more harsh, and all reached Ling Qingwan's ears.
"The prince is the prince, and Mr. He is Mr. He. Miss Sun, are you mocking Mr. He for taking things that the prince doesn't want?" Ling Qingwan turned her head and pointed her finger at a woman in the crowd.
This woman was Ling Chuchu's best friend in her previous life. She was the only daughter of the Minister of War. She was sarcastic and mean, very similar to Ling Chuchu. At this time, Ling Chuchu stood beside Sun Yingying and watched Ling Qingwan's joke with everyone else.
After all, He An mentioned Ling Qingwan's family's decline when he was talking, and he also scolded Ling Chuchu. Ling Chuchu watched her good friend being bullied by her enemy, but she couldn't help.
Her face flushed red and she glared at Ling Qingwan fiercely.
"Mr. He, although my family has fallen on hard times, I still have some integrity. There are so many girls in this capital who admire you and want to be your concubines, but it's not my turn." Ling Qingwan was polite yet distant, and her words were impeccable.
"What if I insist on you?" He An didn't expect Ling Qingwan to be so stubborn and not give him any face at all, and he immediately became competitive.