Tan Hongbo felt pain and cried out, "Ouch!"
Ling Xiao had been learning martial arts since he was young, so he was stronger than most people. It would be strange if Tan Hongbo didn't feel pain after he slapped him. Seeing Tan Hongbo's expression as if Ling Xiao was going to hurt him, Ling Qingwan lowered her head and tried hard not to laugh out loud.
In this new life, Ling Qingwan has no other desire except to protect the people around her. She gets closer to whoever she feels comfortable with. At the last flower viewing banquet, Ling Qingwan felt that the eldest prince was very cunning, so she didn't want to have too much interaction with such a person.
"Why is Wanwan going to marry the Seventh Prince? Do you know how to speak?" Ling Xiao gave Tan Hongbo a cold look.
"Didn't we discuss this last time? You also agreed that the Seventh Prince should marry Wanwan. How come you forgot about it?" Tan Hongbo retorted angrily, frowning and looking a little aggrieved.
"Okay, you two, I haven't even said a word and you've already arranged my marriage?" Ling Qingwan felt helpless and wanted to laugh, so she chased after the two of them and started playing around.
There was laughter and joy in the pavilion, creating a harmonious atmosphere.
In the dark, a figure retreated and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.
"I said that, but that's because there are no other candidates. If Wanwan has someone she likes, I will definitely support her. In short, no matter what we think, Wanwan's feelings are the most important."
After everything calmed down, Ling Xiao spoke earnestly.
He dotes on Ling Qingwan so much, how could he bear to see her suffer in such an important matter as marriage.
Ling Qingwan felt a warm feeling in her heart.
"I think so too." Unexpectedly, Tan Hongbo did not refute this time, but agreed with Ling Xiao without hesitation.
Like Ling Xiao, he also missed Ling Qingwan.
Looking at the two brothers who were sincere to her, Ling Qingwan's nose was sore and she didn't know what to say. It was a pity that in her previous life, she didn't know how to appreciate the blessings she had. She didn't cherish the people who treated her well, but chose to pursue the so-called true love.
In the end, it was the man she thought was the best in the world who hurt her and her best friend.
Song Zhiqing and Ling Chuchu, whenever Ling Qingwan thought of her past life, she hated them both so much that it seemed to have seeped into her bones.
The pleasure boat docked and Song Zhicheng got off the boat.
As soon as he landed, a man walked up behind him and stood still.
"They went to the pavilion of Tingxue Tower." The man reported to Song Zhicheng and told him the conversation between them in detail.
Song Zhicheng twirled his fingers lightly and fell into deep thought.
“Master, are you really planning to have sex with the second young lady of the Ling family…” The man paused and did not dare to say the rest.
"I was very puzzled before. What kind of woman could make Song Zhiqing and Wei Xun covet her? When I saw her at the flower-viewing banquet that day, I thought she was just average, not even as good as her sister. But the conversation we had in the pleasure boat just now made me interested in her." Song Zhicheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and the smile on his face became even wider.
"She is very attractive indeed."
"But... the news that the Crown Prince and the Seventh Prince are fighting over the Second Miss Ling has spread throughout the capital. If you get involved now, wouldn't it be a waste of time? What if the Crown Prince and the Seventh Prince become enemies with you because of this? Wouldn't that be worth it?" The man was worried and couldn't help but remind Song Zhicheng.
"Wei Xun has already torn our relationship apart because of the incident of stealing my information in Zhuyanfang. Why should I still be nice to him?" Song Zhicheng raised his eyebrows, suppressing his anger.
"As for the crown prince, he is just a useless piece of shit. If it weren't for the queen's support, would he have gotten the crown prince position?"
Song Zhicheng was disdainful. He had never taken Song Zhiqing seriously.
"You know that the Seventh Prince appears to be ignorant of the ways of the world, but in reality..."
The man was getting anxious, but Song Zhicheng glared at him fiercely, scaring him so much that he shut up immediately.
"When did you become so talkative?" Song Zhicheng glanced at the man unhappily and walked straight past him.
Soon, the news that Ling Qingwan was invited to go boating on the lake with Song Zhicheng spread throughout the court and the country, and naturally also reached Song Zhiqing's ears. In addition, the Queen was against it, and Song Zhiqing's heart was burning with anxiety.
What he missed in his previous life was what he missed. God gave him a chance to start over. How could he let outsiders take Ling Qingwan away? After the morning court session, Song Zhiqing did not leave, but waited for Wei Xun to come out and stopped him.
Wei Xun remained silent, waiting for Song Zhiqing to speak.
"Do you really like Wanwan?" Song Zhiqing thought for a moment, and finally decided to ask straight to the point.
Wei Xun was stunned at first, then chuckled.
"The prince may not want to tell me that he wants to give Ling Qingwan to me?"
"That's not what I meant. Your Highness has misunderstood." Song Zhiqing said to Wei Xun with a dark face.
"Then why did you stop me?" Wei Xun asked Song Zhiqing.
The more indifferent he seemed, the more uncomfortable Song Zhiqing felt.
"I'm just reminding you that I really like Wanwan and will never let go no matter what. If you don't have enough determination, I advise you to let go as soon as possible. My relationship with Wanwan is by no means as superficial as you think." Song Zhiqing straightened up, his tone very firm.
Wei Xun still had a calm expression. No matter how Song Zhiqing provoked him, he remained calm.
"Then let's see what choice Ling Qingwan will make between you and me."
"Don't forget, there is an eldest prince." Song Zhiqing said word by word, gritting his teeth.
Song Zhicheng? Wei Xun didn't take him seriously. Even Song Zhiqing, Wei Xun never regarded him as a threat.
"It's nothing. I'll leave first." Wei Xun nodded, and then passed by Song Zhiqing.
"Since Wanwan has liked me once, I have the ability to make her like me again. This Tokyo city is full of noble ladies and ladies from wealthy families. Why does the Seventh Prince have to keep pestering Wanwan?"
Song Zhiqing stared at Wei Xun's back.
Wei Xun paused.
"It's called pestering when Ling Qingwan doesn't like it. If she likes me, I pester her in every way, and she will be very happy."
After saying that, Wei Xun left without looking back.
Song Zhiqing clenched his hands into fists, but in the end, he was too weak to let go.
With Wei Xun's intervention, things no longer went as smoothly as in the previous life. Ling Qingwan did not fall in love with him at first sight, and they had never even met before. Song Zhiqing was extremely uneasy.
Marquis' Mansion.
Ling Qingwan visited Ling Shenshi and planned to go back to Iris Pavilion to rest. The wind had been strong recently, making people feel cold. Ling Qingwan was in a hurry and did not expect to run into Song Zhiqing in her own mansion.
Looking at the familiar figure engraved in her memory, Ling Qingwan shuddered all over.
She is not cold, she is hateful.
Qiao'er noticed something was wrong and really thought that Ling Qingwan had caught a cold, so she considerately put the clothes in her hand on Ling Qingwan.
"Go back to your room and light the fire in the fireplace first." Ling Qingwan instructed Qiao'er.
Qiao'er retreated in response.
Song Zhiqing walked up to Ling Qingwan.
"Why is the prince here?" Ling Qingwan pretended to be puzzled. "My grandfather's yard is over there."
As she spoke, Ling Qingwan pointed to her right.
"I'm not here to visit the old marquis." Song Zhiqing stared at Ling Qingwan.
Ling Qingwan used to think his eyes were alluring, but now she felt sick if she looked at them for even one more second. Ling Qingwan looked away calmly.
"I came to see you."