After hearing this, An Yi suddenly realized.
"So, Yu Wei'er is also a pitiful person."
If her stepmother hadn't deliberately spoiled her, perhaps Yu Wei'er wouldn't have become like this now. Although An Yi was also spoiled since she was a child and her temperament was also notoriously spoiled, An Yi was sensible and not annoying.
Yu Weier is unruly and willful, and unreasonable. Anyone who meets such a person would feel annoyed.
However, Ling Qingwan and Yu Weier had no connection, so apart from feeling sad, she naturally didn't take it to heart.
In the evening, when Ling Qingwan was about to have dinner, Ling Xiao came over and joined her.
"The prince's birthday is in a few days, do you remember?"
Ling Xiao asked about Ling Qingwan.
"An Yi asked me out today to prepare a birthday gift for the prince." Ling Qingwan smiled slightly, her expression calm, without any trace of emotion.
Ling Xiao, on the other hand, looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
"Brother, are you still thinking about the fact that the prince pursued me before?" Ling Qingwan is so smart, how could she not see what Ling Xiao is thinking.
"I'm not worried that he still has feelings for you. Nowadays, he has married the princess of Northern Zhou, and your marriage to Wei Xun has been settled. Even if he likes you, he can't do anything. I'm just worried that you'll be unhappy."
That was why Ling Xiao was struggling for a whole day, not knowing whether he should bring up this matter with Ling Qingwan.
What if Ling Qingwan finally accepts it, and I bring the matter up in a few words? Wouldn't that be causing trouble for Ling Qingwan in vain
"I'm not happy? Why shouldn't I be happy?" Ling Qingwan couldn't help but laugh. "Not to mention that he pursued me at the time, most likely to go against the Seventh Prince. Even if he really liked me, it's been more than a year now."
"Brother, you know me. I will never let someone I don't care about affect me for a year, let alone take him to heart."
It was indeed unnecessary for Ling Xiao to think this way.
He didn't know that in his previous life, Ling Qingwan and Song Zhiqing had a much closer relationship than in this life. They even got married and slept in the same bed for some time.
But even so, Ling Qingwan no longer cared about Song Zhiqing.
In the past, she still had lingering fears about Song Zhiqing's betrayal and was unwilling to get involved in a romantic relationship. Since she met Wei Xun, she has completely gotten rid of Song Zhiqing's influence.
"I'm glad that you think this way." Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.
He had been thinking about this matter these past two days, and even thought about finding a way to cancel the invitation and prevent Ling Qingwan from attending Song Zhiqing's birthday party.
Seeing that Ling Qingwan was not affected by this, Ling Xiao felt relieved.
The next day.
Overnight, a booklet called "Qin Wenshuang's Poetry Collection" spread throughout the capital.
There were many scholars and writers in the city, and word spread quickly. In the blink of an eye, Tan Wenshuang and Ling Chuchu became the subject of discussion.
"Hey! Have you read the Poetry Collection of Tan Wenshuang? Many of the articles in that book are similar to those written by the eldest daughter of the Ling family, without changing a single word."
"Speaking of which, Qin Wenshuang was also a talented man. It's a pity that he chose to hang himself for unknown reasons and died at home."
"Then what do you think is the relationship between the young master of the Qin family and the eldest lady of the Ling family? Why are the poems and articles they wrote almost exactly the same?"
"Isn't this obvious enough? It's obvious that Ling Chuchu copied the master of the Qin family!"
Because Hong Guang turned himself in, Ling Chuchu's scandals were exposed one after another, and she was already notorious in the city. She was originally a selfish and hypocritical villain, and Ling Chuchu's plagiarism of other people's articles was also in line with her personality.
For a moment, everyone in the city was cursing Ling Chuchu.
Things had just calmed down for a while, but just a few days later, Ling Chuchu was pushed to the forefront again.
"Miss! It worked!"
Qiao'er came in skipping and jumping, and hurriedly reported the situation to Ling Qingwan.
"Now everyone knows that the poems and articles written by Ling Chuchu were copied from the young master of the Qin family. People outside are scolding Ling Chuchu!" Qiao'er was delighted.
"Mr. Qin's spirit is in heaven, I think he can rest in peace now." Mingyue agreed.
But this clarification came too late.
A few years after Tan Wenshuang's death, Ling Chuchu was still known as the most talented woman in the capital and was very popular in the city.
Thinking of what Ling Chuchu had done, even Mingyue couldn't help but feel a chill.
"This is just the beginning." Ling Qingwan chuckled.
Of course she wouldn't let this farce end like this.
After saying that, she waved her hand, signaling Mingyue to come over. Ling Qingwan leaned close to Mingyue's ear and whispered a few words.
Although Mingyue was surprised, she still agreed.
"Miss, what did you ask Mingyue to do?"
Ling Qingwan and Mingyue were acting so mysterious that Qiaoer was very shy.
"You'll find out tomorrow."
Ling Qingwan was calm and composed, as if everything was under her control.
Sure enough, the next day, public opinion in the city changed direction.
Yesterday, the people of the entire capital were still blaming Ling Chuchu, but today, there are more people who believe in Ling Chuchu.
"Why do I feel that this matter is a bit strange? Ling Chuchu was kicked out of the Ling Mansion not long ago, and this collection of poems suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Who would believe that someone didn't do it on purpose?"
"What you said reminds me. How long has the young master of the Qin family been dead? This booklet was not circulated earlier or later, but it was spread all over the capital at this time. I think we are probably being used as pawns."
"I wanted to say this yesterday. I attended a poetry gathering before, and Ling Chuchu was there. She was very fluent in exchanging poems and songs with others. Others who copied from the young master of the Qin family can still be justified, but this one can't be a last-minute effort."
"That's right! If she has been called the most talented woman in the capital for so long by taking other people's things as her own, then she is really capable!"
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More and more people in the city are speaking up for Ling Chuchu.
Naturally, Zhang Shuying also heard the news.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, so she stood up and rushed out of the room.
"Shu Ying."
Mrs. Zhang happened to be in the hall, and when she saw Zhang Shuying was about to leave, she immediately stopped her.
"What are you going to do in such a hurry?" asked Mrs. Zhang.
"I'm going to ask Wanwan what to do next." Zhang Shuying's eyes turned red with anxiety.
She clearly hoped to prove Tan Wenshuang's innocence, but there were still so many people who didn't believe what Ling Chuchu did. Zhang Shuying felt angry and guilty.
"What should we do next?" Mrs. Zhang frowned.
"Mom, you must have heard what those people outside are saying about my cousin, right? They don't believe at all that Ling Chuchu would copy my cousin's poetry collection." Zhang Shuying stomped her feet in anger.
She really wanted to find Ling Chuchu and give her a good lesson.
"No! I must find another way to clear my cousin's name!" Thinking of this, Zhang Shuying quickly walked around Mrs. Zhang.
"Hey! Why are you so anxious? I haven't said anything yet!"