C8

As usual, before the vassal lords returned to the capital, they would meet with the head of the imperial palace, which was about fifty kilometers away from the capital. After everyone gathered, they would return together to the capital. From the palace came the news that the three kings had safely arrived and would be leaving for the capital in three days. The royal family's matters easily piqued the curiosity of others. Regardless of whether or not there were people doing it on purpose, the three kings returning to the capital was full of gimmick.

"Returning to the capital is akin to returning to the capital. Isn't that the same as choosing a date? You're really impressive!" It was difficult to get an idea of what was going on, but now that they had gotten the hang of it, they could not help but complain a little, especially with Tingyu's short temper. She could not hold it in any longer, and said: "Even if the God of Heaven descended to the mortal world, it would not be up to us to deal with him. We will not be ashamed of him, but we will talk about him every day!"

"I am thinking for our Miss! I heard that these three princes are all extremely handsome figures, and are definitely not inferior to that person! "

"My aunt, you must be quiet!" Yingxue quickly covered Tingyu's mouth, afraid that Dong Ling Wan in the room would hear him. Hearing his words, Tingyu bitterly shut her mouth.

On the other side of the door, Dong Ling Wan heard their conversation and smiled bitterly. That person …

"Pu Shaoqi, you're a coward!" The young girl shook off the man's sleeve, her eyes filled with anger and ridicule. The man in front of her was frowning, and his face was unusually flushed from the argument. "Hua Rou, don't go too far."

"Too much?" The girl laughed coldly, "If we're talking about excessive things, who can compare to the matriarch!"

"Grandmother is an elder. Even if what she says goes too far, you shouldn't argue with her!" The person in front of him felt helpless, and his tone became softer as well. It was obvious that he didn't want their relationship to get into a deadlock.

"You passed?" "The matriarch has never done anything wrong. Young Marquis, you've always thought so, right?" That was why he had taken two wives in a row. Thus, if the madame doesn't like me, the young duke will choose to give up on me to satisfy her? Pu Shaoqi, you are a coward, a puppet in the hands of others. "

The man's face flushed red. He clasped his hands together and slightly trembled. He had lost his composure. Indeed, this was how any man would be humiliated by others, especially since this person was the woman he liked. Pu Jing's lips trembled slightly, as if he was trying hard to suppress something. His voice became somewhat hoarse because of this, "Hua Rou, when did you become so overbearing? I always thought you were a gentle and demure woman. "

"I've disappointed the young duke."

"You …" "Hua Rou, I don't want us to get into an awkward situation because of this. I know that grandma has done something wrong, but grandma is an elder, don't tell me that you want her to personally come and apologize?"

"Ah Jing." However, when he looked up, he suddenly realized that her expression was too calm, and her voice was too calm, making him flustered. Sure enough, the person opposite him opened his mouth once again, "I respect the matriarch for her seniority, but she humiliated me like that, what do you want me to do? "I'm just a merchant girl, it's useless for me to do anything more than that in the eyes of Matriarch He."

"I don't know what will happen to the others, but I, Dong Ling Wan, will not suffer any grievances, nor do I know how to lower my head to the ground."

Going down as a kid? Pu Jing didn't understand why she thought so. He asked Hua Rou to apologize to his grandmother. He only wanted the two of them to have a way out. He did not understand why she was so sensitive. If both sides were in the wrong, shouldn't juniors do the same? Why was she so stubborn? Pu Jin frowned, "This is simply unreasonable."

"That's how I feel."

Dong Ling Wan unconsciously said the words he had said to Pu Jing that day. She retracted her gaze and found herself standing by the window. Only then did she realize that she had fallen into the memories of that day.

Her heart felt a little heavy, just like An Jing's. She thought that she would feel very uncomfortable, but then she realized that aside from the first few days, she was also a bit angry. Soon after, she calmed down, and as she thought about it, she couldn't help but laugh at herself, "Since when have I become so ruthless?"

Dong Ling Wan was at a loss as to what to do. Waves of light flickered in her eyes, as if she was born to cry. Coupled with her frail body and the faint worry and confusion in her eyes, it was so calm that it made one's heart clench …

On the day that the three kings returned to the capital, the streets were empty. Troops of carriages and horses were moving forward slowly, and beside their ears, they could hear the unceasing shouts of the citizens. In the middle of the majestic and dignified guard of honor, there were three men dressed in brocaded clothing, the one in the lead was around twenty years old, and there was a slight smile on his face. The noble and noble man was the man dressed in black from that day. This person was none other than the Great Sage, Xiao Qian. Beside him were two men. The one on the left was gentle and elegant, and the one on the right was more lively. They were only fifteen years old. The three of them rode their horses and wore the uniform of the prince. Their royal blue robes were embroidered with a silver horned dragon.

In the elegant room facing the street, the woman sat by the window alone, quietly playing chess with herself. The windows were wide open, and the whispers of the people outside could be heard. It was rather noisy, but the woman continued to do her own thing as if she had not heard anything. Suddenly, there was an uproar outside. The girl slowly stood up and walked to the side of the window. She looked at the three figures in the crowd and her expression didn't change too much. Just as she was about to leave, her gaze suddenly fell on the person in the middle. It actually somewhat resembled the person on the night of the Flower God's Festival!

Xiao Qian!

Suddenly, she recalled the question that Ah Xun had asked her that day. Who could possibly succeed the Xiao Dynasty as the crown prince? All of the princes and princes were named by the Emperor …

Xiao Qian was the heavens, the Son of Heaven.

Was it really just a coincidence?

Dong Ling Wan stared at that person's back. At that moment, as if she had sensed something, that person suddenly turned his head and looked in her direction. Dong Ling Wan was startled, but before she could dodge, that person had already turned his head, as if he hadn't noticed her. Watching as that person walked further and further away, Eastern Ling Wan's eyes darkened. She turned her head and saw that the chess game on the table was in tatters. With a light wave of her wide sleeves, black and white mixed together and scattered on the ground …

The dust-washing banquet of the three kings was set to begin at the imperial palace's banquet. He would never have invited a merchant in the past, yet this time, since the palace sent a letter, he had no choice but to go.

In front of the palace gate, Glamorous Snow handed over a golden note along with a heavy bag to the eunuch. The person weighed the money in his hand and immediately laughed. He then shouted in a loud voice: "Dong Mansion's Second Miss, Dong Ling Wan has arrived!"

Dong Ling Wan's arrival caused everyone to have a strange expression. There was no one from the House of Marquis Cheng today …

"So that's the name of Eastern Lingwan?"

"Is that wrong? I heard that you fell out with the matriarch. How amazing! "

"What kind of power is this? My mother told me not to imitate her. You dare to yell at your elders, you don't even know the rules. "

"Say less. My dad said it's best not to provoke her."

"So what if she's said it? She doesn't know the rules, so what if she is? She's just a lowly merchant girl." Someone beside her pulled at the young girl, but she dodged and continued, "It's not like I'm wrong."

Eastern Ling Wan was not far from these people, so he naturally heard what they said clearly. The young girl looked complacently at Eastflow Wan, while Eastflow Wan slowly turned her head, her gaze somewhat profound. The young girl was somewhat frightened by her gaze, but she fiercely turned her head away.

"It's still early, why isn't Hua Rou walking around? Why are you sitting here so early?" When Princess Rongyuan saw that she was alone, she stepped forward to speak to her.

"Ling Wan has always lived in seclusion, so there aren't many people who are familiar with her. Furthermore, with Ling Wan's body, how can she stand having so many people? " However, if she didn't find a reason to stay put right now, then the Royal Concubine would pull her to chat with other families. If she really went with her, then wouldn't it be equivalent to tacitly admitting that she was the Royal Concubine's daughter-in-law? At that time, even if she had a mouth, she wouldn't be able to say it clearly.

When she saw that Xiao Xun was chatting with a group of young masters, she lowered her head and thought to herself, "Since the conversation with Xiao Xun, I've never seen him again. If I want this world, I must do so." His honesty towards that matter had proven that he didn't treat her as an outsider, which was why he had never concealed such an outrageous thought in front of others. This moved Dong Lingwan. But, should I help him? One had to know that there was no turning back. If they were to lose, not only would A-Xun's entire family be wiped out as well … She didn't care much about it herself, but she still had her family. She couldn't just throw her family's lives away for her own selfish reasons, but thinking the other way around, A-Tao was no different from her family. He needed her support … Eastern Ling Wan was somewhat confused.

"Little Wan!"

Song Jingyi flew into her arms, interrupting her thoughts. Dong Ling Wan raised her head. Not far away, she saw the Marquis Li An and Song Jingyi's brother, the Marquis of Rites, Song Jingyu, walking towards her. Dong Ling Wan let go of Song Jingyi and greeted the two of them.

"Sister Wan, no need to be so polite!" Song Jingyu smiled and stepped forward to support her, then he glared at Song Jingyi, "It's nothing. Is Sister Wan's body able to withstand your rush? This is nonsense! "

"Little Sister Wan, Little Sister Wan, you only know how to spoil her. Do you still have this little sister in your eyes?" Song Jingyi snorted angrily and decided to ignore him for the time being. Song Jingyu frowned when she saw her current appearance, "You …"

"Big brother Zhai Xuan, stop scolding her. Ling Wan isn't that delicate!" Dong Ling Wan felt helpless. These people were always treating her like a fragile vase!

"You need to take good care of yourself, otherwise, Yi Chuan will worry about you again."

Song Jingyu, the name of the memorial service, was the same age as Dong Yichuan, Dong Lingwan's elder brother. He was twenty-two years old. Because of the relationship between Dong Ling Wan and Song Jingyi, the two of them had known each other for many years. It could be said that Dong Yi Chuan's best friend was Song Jingyu. Dong Yi Chuan often joined the army, so he couldn't take care of Dong Ling Wan, so he had to rely on Song Jingyu to take care of him.

However, Song Jingyi kept on pestering her and did not leave her alone. When Old Marquis Li saw this, he shook his head and then laughed: "Boss's little girl is getting better and better, that unreliable father of yours doesn't know how to find you a good family." After saying that, the old marquis suddenly went to her side and whispered into her ear, "Watch carefully today. Whose kid you like, this old man will matchmaking for you!"

Dong Ling Wan burst out into laughter. The marquis stroked his beard as he chuckled, "It's fine if you laugh. That old woman from the Pu family has been dominating since she was young. Don't take her words to heart."

Dong Ling Wan was moved as she agreed.

With a shrill voice, the emperor appeared with his imperial concubine in a bright yellow dragon robe as he kowtowed. It was only now that Dong Ling Wan Wan saw Dong Yin Yu, her oval face seemed to have grown sharper, and her brows seemed to be filled with sadness. She was dressed in elegant palace attire as she slowly walked by the emperor's side. Empress Yue had been crippled, and although she had the title of Empress, Imperial Concubine Xu, she had been schemed for early on to leave behind an illness. Her body was weak, and there was no wind at all.

The banquet could not begin because the main character had not arrived yet.

Another chant came from outside the palace gates. Three figures approached from afar, each of them looking extraordinary. Dong Ling Wan gazed at the man in the lead. His golden hair tied up his eyebrows, but the blue robe of a prince that was so dark that it could not cover up his faint estrangement from her surroundings and the faint warmth that seeped out from his bones. However, what shocked Dong Ling Wan the most was his originally charming peach blossom eyes, which were so clear that they reminded her of the man wearing the mask on the night of the Flower God …

Within the mysterious path, Eastern Ling Wan walked quickly, but she didn't expect to run into someone. Shocked, she raised her head and walked into that person's eyes. Her heart trembled. It's him!