The news that the young general Shenwei of Xuanwei Hou Mansion seriously injured His Highness the Crown Prince has spread a lot in recent days.
Fu Wenzhang was arrogant and rebellious, and even showed no respect for the current prince.
Even though His Royal Highness the Prince woke up and claimed that he was not good at martial arts and hit the young general's gun, and the young general Fu tried his best to avoid hurting him, no one believed him.
The prince is not good at martial arts, so why would he compete with the general who returned from the battlefield?
Fool? Hit someone else's gun by yourself?
However, Emperor Qianhua did not punish the Hou Mansion. He agreed with the prince's statement and pressed all posts that impeached the Hou Mansion for his arrogance.
As a result, another more fragrant rumor quietly spread throughout the capital.
The prince was unwilling to lose to Prince An, so he visited Miss Fu's boudoir at night! General Fu, who doted on his sister, caught her and beat her up on the spot!
This statement has been recognized by the general public.
The Miss Fu family's reputation spread far and wide, and everyone was curious about what kind of beauty and beauty could attract a talented person to bow to her.
"What?" The insider smiled and said nonchalantly: "It's just the adopted daughter that Mrs. Hou picked up because of her kindness. She is not the real eldest daughter of the Hou family."
Many people know that Lingchan is the adopted daughter of the Hou Mansion. She was already six or seven years old when she entered the Hou Mansion. Mrs. Fu adopted her on a whim, and she was always known to the outside world as an adopted daughter.
When they were in the countryside, the Marquis Mansion held a special recognition banquet. Everyone knew that Ling Chan was just an adopted daughter. But when they arrived in the capital, no further explanation was given. Except for relatives and friends, many people mistakenly thought that Ling Chan was their biological daughter.
Not really.
This strange woman who led all the gossip in the capital in the first half of the year, where did she come from?
The good guys dug deep and dug out a shocking secret.
Fu Lingchan, the noble, elegant and beautiful young lady of the Marquis in the eyes of everyone, was actually born in a brothel.
She was a little slave who was sold into the mansion of Marquis Xuanwei. She just had a beautiful face. Fortunately, she was noticed by Madam Marquis. She canceled her slave status and adopted her as an adopted daughter. She was used as a support for the family to achieve wealth. Ladder.
The girl who was so deeply admired by the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness Prince An that they vying to marry her was from a lowly family in a brothel in the Qinhuai River!
"No wonder you are so popular with men."
"I see."
She is just a brothel girl, but she is going to marry His Highness Prince An and become the princess... This is like a sparrow flying on a branch and reaching the sky in one step!
It only took half a month for the rumors to go from being hidden to sensationalizing the whole capital.
The day the news reached Lingchan's ears, she was trying on clothes.
Tomorrow is Lingchan's hairpin banquet. The embroiderer brought over the coat she will wear at tomorrow's banquet and made her last fitting and change.
The big dress is a beautiful red, and the embroidery thread is mixed with gold and silver during the weaving process. When you wear it and move around, it will be radiant and dazzling.
Her jet-black hair was piled up in layers and put on fake sideburns. The hairpin was decorated with the rubies given by Mrs. Fu. When her head shook slightly, the pearls and emeralds on her hair jingled.
The dress is elegant and luxurious, with unparalleled manners, and she is as beautiful as a fairy from heaven.
Who would have thought that such a fairy was born in a brothel?
From Xiu Niang's eyes, Lingchan read the curious prying eyes, the superficial surprise, and the deepest disdain that she didn't dare to show.
Guan Qin's face turned pale. She was Ling Chan's maid who had followed Ling Chan when he was a little slave. Of course she knew Ling Chan's identity. She also knew that at this critical moment, if Ling Chan's identity was revealed, tomorrow's banquet would be bleak!
And the engagement with His Royal Highness Prince An, can it really be kept?
Guan Qin was a strong person, and said coldly to the embroiderer: "Stop your gossipy eyes! Who is our lady? Who are you? Show your status!"
She is just a maid of a brothel girl, so majestic!
The embroiderer dared not speak out when she was angry.
Lingchan smiled and didn't take it to heart. She went through the process casually and said, "You must know that the clothes are a little too big. Let's put them in place."
She was calm and calm, and her inhumanly beautiful face was indifferent, neither happy nor sad. Somehow, the embroiderer suddenly felt a subtle disharmony.
She seemed to see a monster in a weak skin, with cold and disdainful lowered eyes.
She shuddered, wrote down the data respectfully, and then retreated.
After everyone in the room had finished leaving, Guanqin closed the doors and windows, sent someone to watch the door, and asked Lingchan in a low voice and nervously, "Miss, what should I do?"
Lingchan said calmly: "Just do whatever you want."
"Don't I have an appointment with His Royal Highness Prince An this afternoon? Just go as usual."
[Will King An go? Will definitely go! He likes you so much, how can he be willing to make you sad...] The system was thinking in a low voice, brainwashing him over and over again.
Lingchan sat on the carriage and said lazily: "He won't go." 】
[Or go and then scold me and break up with me. 】
【……! ] The system was shocked by her calm and indifferent tone, and then became furious, [Why? ! Chanchan, we are not going! What does King An think he is? How dare you show off to you! 】
The system was as angry as if Lingchan's assumption had already happened.
Lingchan said with a smile: [Of course I want to go, how can I make him regret not going? How can we lead to the next paragraph if we don’t? Besides, staying at home is so boring. My father, mother, and brothers all urge me to prepare for the banquet. 】
【What is there to prepare? The people who come here are probably not serious people, and they don't care what I do. 】
[...] The system is so angry that it is stumbling when speaking [No, no, no, no, no! How, how, how could this be possible! 】
Lingchan went to the teahouse agreed with King An.
She sat there, from the time the sun rose three poles to the time the sun set on Jinshan Mountain, King An really did not come.
She had originally made an agreement with King An.
Although the imperial decree granting marriage had been issued, I wanted to make up for Ling Chan during the marriage proposal ceremony, so I chose the day of Ling Chan and her hairpin banquet.
Probably no more. Since King An didn't come today, he won't come tomorrow either.
This is not okay.
Ling Chan has been looking forward to the hairpin banquet and the betrothal ceremony that she has been looking forward to for a long time... If Tantai Shi is not willing, then just change the protagonist.
Anyway, Lingchan has nothing, except that there are so many people who like her that they can line up from the capital to the Qinhuai River.
Who should she choose?
Prince? Tu Jiu? Fu Wenci? Fu Wenzhang?
There are so many people who have expressed their affection for her, which one should she choose?
Guanqin looked at his face and comforted him in a low voice: "Miss, your marriage to Prince An was granted by the imperial decree. He asked for it himself. Even if His Highness Prince An is unwilling now, it is not for him to cancel the marriage." You can just withdraw...you will be Princess An!"
"No," Lingchan smiled at her, "No, I don't want him anymore."
