One is a jade hairpin with twisted silk, the other is a gold and silver hairpin inlaid with gemstones and swallowtail butterfly. One is simple and elegant, the other is noble and gorgeous.
Qiaoer put the box on the table.
"I came to your room several times and saw that the dressing table was empty, with few beautiful pieces of jewelry. These two were given to me by my grandmother on my birthday. I never used them, so I gave them to you." Ling Chuchu explained. "Today is your first time to attend the palace banquet. Many nobles in the capital are watching, so you have to dress up nicely."
Ling Chuchu picked up the Heling jade silk hairpin, her eyes full of deep meaning.
Giving her the jewelry given by Old Madam Ling was nothing more than letting everyone see with their own eyes how much benefit she had received from Ling Chuchu. Anyway, it established a good reputation in front of her and outsiders. It must be said that Ling Chuchu was really very smart.
If Linglong had half as much scheming as she did, she wouldn't have ended up like this.
"There are so many beautiful girls in Tokyo City, I can't win against them." Ling Qingwan chuckled and handed the hairpin in her hand to Qiao'er.
Qiao'er was tying Ling Qing's hair. With her three thousand strands of black hair hanging down her back, she looked like a fairy from heaven, quite charming.
"Then Wanwan is the most beautiful woman in Tokyo City." Ling Chuchu's eyes were full of smiles, and she was about to praise Ling Qingwan to the sky.
The two chatted casually, quickly packed up, and left the backyard together.
The carriages had been waiting at the door for a long time. Ling Chuchu and Ling Qingwan each had one. According to seniority, Ling Qingwan sat at the back.
The street was bustling with people. Ling Qingwan quietly lifted the door curtain, revealing a pair of peach blossom eyes, and looked outside.
The common people knew that the person sitting in the carriage was the young lady of the Marquis' Mansion who had been missing for many years, and they all looked in the direction of Ling Qingwan. Ling Qingwan felt bored and withdrew her body.
"Tokyo City is not big, but not small either. The Marquis' Mansion is one of the most wealthy families, so any news can reach the ears of outsiders. They are just trying to make some fun, so don't take it to heart." Qiao'er was worried that Ling Qingwan would think too much, so she comforted her carefully.
I'm afraid of those gossips. If they sound nice, it's fine. But if Ling Qingwan hears them, it will only make her feel upset.
Ling Qingwan didn't care. She supported her head with one hand, closed her eyes and dozed off.
At that time, the Marquis' Mansion was a well-known and famous family in Dongjing City and even in Dai Viet. Who could have thought that there would be turmoil a few years later, and the former glory was gone, and the Marquis' Mansion and even the General's Mansion were all executed.
Ling Xiao, the most high-spirited of the younger generation, was trapped outside the city and died under his grandfather's arrow. The most favored young lady of the Marquis's Mansion also had her legs chopped off and starved to death in the utility room of the Prince's Mansion.
What a pity! What a pity!
The scene of war and weapons clashing emerged in her mind, and Ling Qingwan seemed to have returned to that time.
The power struggle in the court brought suffering to the loyal officials and innocent people. Ling Qingwan was already very satisfied as she could still hear the bustling hawking and laughter in the streets of Tokyo.
Suddenly, the carriage vibrated violently. Before Ling Qingwan could react, her body was thrown around in the carriage.
The carriage was shaking so violently that Ling Qingwan was almost thrown out of the window several times.
"Miss!" Qiao'er grabbed Ling Qingwan tightly, almost using up all her strength.
Ling Xiao was summoned to the palace by the Emperor first, and Ming Yue, who was hiding in the dark, was not in a position to take action. The group was at a loss as to what to do.
"Quick! Save the young lady!" Ling Feng hurriedly ordered the servants.
Ling Qingwan pretended to be panicked, hugged Qiao'er, and curled up in a corner. She grabbed the beam on the wall with one hand to prevent herself from being thrown out.
Seeing that more than a dozen people had been struggling for a long time but still failed to rescue Ling Qingwan, Mingyue became anxious and took out a dart from her waist and stabbed it directly at the carriage.
The horse was frightened and in pain, and after a scream, it fell heavily to the ground.
Finally, the noise subsided, and the servants hurriedly helped Ling Qingwan out. At this time, Ling Qingwan's clothes and hair were torn, and she looked very embarrassed.
After considering for a moment, Ling Feng decided to let Ling Qingwan turn around and go back home, and he took Ling Chuchu to the banquet.
"What a pity! Today is the first time for the young lady to attend a palace banquet, and she missed it." Qiao'er pouted. The more she thought about it, the more regretful she felt. She wished she didn't have the ability to deal with Ling Qingwan quickly.
We can't let the emperor and all the ministers wait for Ling Qingwan alone.
"What's so regrettable?" Ling Qingwan chuckled. "Today's palace banquet is to welcome the Seventh Prince and my brother. It doesn't matter whether I'm here or not."
"Why not? There are so many young masters and young ladies in the mansion, and the master can only bring the most noble ones to the palace banquet. It was fine in the past, but when you returned to the Marquis' Mansion, you were the only legitimate daughter in the mansion. You didn't go to the palace banquet today. What we know is that you had an accident. Those who don't know would think that the master did not recognize your identity as a legitimate daughter."
Qiao'er was unwilling to do so and let Ling Chuchu take advantage of her for no reason.
The corners of Ling Qingwan's mouth rose slightly.
How could she not understand what Qiao'er could understand? She just wanted to take advantage of Ling Chuchu's plan and do what she wanted. In her previous life, Qiao'er was also so impatient and only cared about her.
later…
The master is living such a miserable life, how could Qiao'er, a servant, have a good ending
The Imperial Palace.
Seeing that the palace banquet was about to begin, but the Marquis's family had not yet shown up, Song Zhiqing was anxious and found an excuse to leave the table and wait outside the palace.
"Lord Ling is very particular about time. Why did he come so late today?" Song Zhiqing was puzzled. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. He was afraid that Ling Qingwan was in danger.
"Maybe something happened along the way and caused a delay. Your Highness, don't be anxious." Chang'an originally wanted to comfort Song Zhiqing, but unexpectedly, the more he spoke, the more panicked Song Zhiqing became.
He was just thinking about whether to send someone to the Marquis' Mansion to inquire, when he saw Ling Feng's figure approaching in the distance.
Song Zhiqing's eyes lit up, and when several people were almost approaching him, he realized that Ling Qingwan was not among them.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince is not drinking and chatting in the palace, but coming outside to wait for someone." Ling Feng exchanged a few words with Song Zhiqing.
Song Zhiqing didn't give up and looked behind Ling Feng several times.
Apart from the servants who accompanied him, there was only Ling Chuchu. Song Zhiqing was puzzled. Ling Feng was supposed to bring his daughter with him today, so Ling Qingwan should have been the one accompanying him.
"I am Chuchu, your humble daughter, meeting His Highness." Ling Chuchu happened to meet Song Zhiqing's eyes, and her heart was immediately moved. She gracefully bowed to Song Zhiqing.
Song Zhiqing was as gentle as jade, a handsome gentleman, and countless women in Dongjing City fell at his feet. Ling Chuchu was no exception.
"It's okay, I came out for some fresh air." Song Zhiqing was only concerned about where Ling Qingwan was now, and didn't care about Ling Chuchu.
He greeted them briefly and asked Ling Feng and Ling Chuchu to enter the hall.
At this time, Ling Qingwan had already returned to the Marquis' Mansion and was half-leaning on the couch, reading a storybook as if nothing had happened.
After an unknown amount of time, Ling Qingwan became so tired of watching that she felt drowsy and fell asleep on the couch.
The door creaked and was pushed open from the outside.
A crow-black figure stepped into the room and walked to Ling Qingwan's side.