Song Zhiqing was just thinking about it when there was a knock on the door.
Chang'an was the best at observing people's expressions, so he naturally knew that his master was interested in the second young lady of the Marquis's Mansion. Upon hearing the noise, he hurried to open the door, fearing that he would be delayed.
When the door opened, Chang'an stood there in a daze.
"Chang'an? What are you doing? Hurry up and invite Miss Wanwan in." Song Zhiqing looked angry and scolded Qingfeng softly.
Chang'an hesitated and turned sideways, revealing his figure.
When Song Zhiqing saw that the person standing at the door was not Ling Qingwan, whom he had been thinking about, but Ling Chuchu, the eldest daughter of the Marquis' Mansion, his smile came to an abrupt end.
"Your Highness, the second young lady is not feeling well and may not be able to come. So we asked the eldest young lady to come and thank you." An old lady with a weathered face and wrinkles on her face squeezed in from behind Ling Chuchu and bowed respectfully to Song Zhiqing.
Song Zhiqing recognized that this nanny was someone close to Old Madam Ling. Since Old Madam Ling had arranged for her to explain this incident, Song Zhiqing had to accept it no matter how reluctant she was.
After all, he was not only Song Zhiqing, but also the crown prince of Dayue, so he had to put the overall situation first. For the sake of Madam Ling's face, Song Zhiqing couldn't openly refute it now.
"Your Highness." Ling Chuchu smiled, looking like a lady from a wealthy family.
"Miss Ling, please take a seat." Song Zhiqing nodded and sat back in her seat.
Ling Chuchu's face darkened, and a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes.
When he thought the person coming was Ling Qingwan, he called her "Miss Wanwan", but when it came to Ling Chuchu, it became such an unfamiliar name.
Ling Chuchu was well-educated and well-mannered, and her manners were impeccable. Song Zhiqing happened to be reborn, and he knew Ling Chuchu's character. The two exchanged a few polite words, and gradually ran out of things to say.
At that time, Ling Qingwan was leaning on the bed with her legs crossed, reading a storybook.
The heater was burning, and the room was very warm. Ling Qingwan only covered herself with a thin blanket, and from time to time she had to fan the sweat off her forehead. There were bursts of laughter in the room, and they could be heard even through the courtyard wall.
"Oh, my little ancestor." As soon as Madam Pu stepped into the room, she saw Ling Qingwan's leisurely posture. She hurried forward and walked to the bed. "You are still sick, how can you torment like this."
After saying that, Nanny Park pulled the blanket up and wrapped Ling Qingwan tightly.
"Madame Park, I'm fine." Ling Qingwan chuckled.
"The news of your illness has reached Madam, but she said you're fine." Madam Park sighed helplessly. Her words were accusatory, but her tone was doting.
Nanny Pu followed Ling Shen into the Marquis' Mansion, and in the blink of an eye, she had been serving Ling Shen for decades. Now, Nanny Pu treated Ling Qingwan as her own flesh and blood. Knowing that Ling Qingwan was ill, she was really distressed.
Seeing Nanny Park's worried face, Ling Qingwan slapped her head and wondered why she forgot to report her safety to her mother.
"I'm really fine." Ling Qingwan explained patiently. "I said I was sick, but I was just pretending."
Nanny Park's expression eased a little, but she was still skeptical.
"Why are you lying like that?"
"If I didn't say I was sick, would grandma let me go and not go to have dinner with the prince?" Ling Qingwan winked at Nanny Park mischievously.
That's right! Today is the day when the Marquis's Mansion invites the prince to dinner. Madam Pu thought for a moment and finally believed what Ling Qingwan said.
"Go back and tell my mother not to worry about me. But this matter must not be known to other people, just let them know." Ling Qingwan was worried and repeatedly reminded Nanny Park.
"I know." Nanny Park agreed.
Servants were most averse to asking too many questions about their masters, so no matter how confused Madam Pu was, she couldn't really ask. After agreeing to Ling Qingwan's request, she turned around and planned to leave.
"Madame Park." Ling Qingwan suddenly called out to Madame Park.
Nanny Park turned around and waited meekly for Ling Qingwan's instructions.
"You have been with my mother for so long, you should know best the current situation of her and me. Needless to say, my brother no longer needs the protection of the Marquis' Mansion, after all, he has my grandfather to support him. Everything I do now, no matter how unreasonable it seems, is also for the future. I also ask Madam Park to bear more and take good care of my mother for me for the time being."
Madam Pu didn't expect Ling Qingwan to suddenly speak to her so seriously. She was stunned for a moment and was a little at a loss. Ling Qingwan was not in a hurry. Her eyes were full of sincerity and she looked at Madam Pu motionlessly.
Finally, Nanny Park bent her legs and knelt in front of Ling Qingwan.
"I have been loyal to you, Madam, for generations. Please rest assured, Miss. Even if you don't tell me, I will take good care of you at the risk of my life." Nanny Park spoke firmly, not allowing any doubt.
Ling Qingwan felt at ease.
Fortunately, there are three or two people in this marquis's mansion whom she can trust.
Not long after Nanny Park left, Mingyue came back with news that Song Zhiqing claimed that he had some political matters to deal with and then left halfway.
"Puchi." Ling Qingwan couldn't help but laugh out loud.
She had anticipated this, but when it really happened, Ling Qingwan still found it funny.
"Where is Ling Chuchu now? What is she doing?" Ling Qingwan asked curiously.
"After the prince left, she stayed in the box for a long time. I heard that she broke a lot of bowls and dishes in the restaurant." Mingyue reported to Ling Qingwan truthfully.
"Tsk tsk, what a pity for such delicious food." Ling Qingwan suppressed her laughter and pretended to look regretful.
"Miss, the eldest lady is so favored by the old lady. She is angry today and she will probably go to the old lady to complain. Will you be implicated?" Qiao'er is a person who tends to think too much. When Ling Qingwan was happy, all she could think about was whether Ling Qingwan would be retaliated by Ling Chuchu.
"It was the prince who made her angry, what does it have to do with me?" Ling Qingwan didn't care. "Besides, I gave her the opportunity to have dinner with the prince, she should be grateful to me."
Ling Chuchu liked Song Zhiqing so much, and now she saw that Song Zhiqing was cold to her and didn't even want to give her time for a meal, she must be very upset. This might be more difficult for her than asking her to go to Jingzhao Yi Mansion.
Since she has the old lady's protection and cannot be brought to justice for the time being, she should be punished first. Ling Chuchu is determined to force Ling Qingwan into a desperate situation, so how can Ling Qingwan let her get away with it
There is no such good thing in this world. Evildoers must be punished, and if God does not take action, Ling Qingwan will personally take the place of God.
The street was crowded with people. Ling Chuchu was very angry. She ignored the servants' advice, abandoned the carriage and rushed into the crowd.
"How much silver do these cost?" A girl dressed in lavender coarse linen clothes stood in front of a stall selling steamed buns.
Ling Chuchu glanced at the figure from the corner of her eye and suddenly stopped.
The woman took out a few copper coins from her waist pocket and handed them to the mantou vendor. Then she turned into the alley next to her with a bag of mantou.
Ling Chuchu didn't have time to think about it and hurriedly followed.