The real daughter died tragically and was reborn, and the whole family cried and begged for forgiven

"I heard he's already struggled several times, and now the old lady isn't going to change her mind and still wants to give the marriage to Li Qingluo. However, I heard Sanlang's mother now shares his sentiments and values ​​you, a girl who grew up in our mansion."

"It will probably take a few days to finalize what's going on."

Li Qingzhu felt dazed for a moment.

The old lady is not going to change her mind?

It’s one thing if she doesn’t want it, but it’s another thing if others don’t want her!

Li Qingzhu could not hide the disappointment on her face.

At this moment, the maid from Lancang Court came in and said, "Master, someone is coming from the *** residence."

Li Kechuan's face changed slightly. He glanced at Li Qingzhu and told the maid to get out quickly.

Li Qingzhu stopped the maid and asked curiously, "Who's coming here? What are you doing here?"

The maid looked at the young master's face and stammered, "My dear lady, it's true. They heard that our young lady was found safely, so they came to give gifts and visit..."

Li Qingzhu's eyes lit up slightly. Since she came back these two days, she could imagine what kind of huge waves Jinling City had caused because of her.

And none of her former close friends had ever come to see her.

Li Qingzhu felt very uncomfortable and was holding her breath, thinking that when she married His Royal Highness Prince Yun in the future, she would make those bitches regret it one by one!

Therefore, when she heard that someone was coming from the *** Mansion, she was overjoyed.

"Brother, the eldest son-in-law's niece Pan Li is my best friend, but she came here under the name of the princess's mansion?"

Li Qingzhu excitedly lifted her skirt and stood up, "Then I'll go take a look!"

Li Kechuan quickly grabbed her and shook his head at Li Qingzhu with a gloomy look.

"Zhu'er, I'm afraid you misunderstood."

After saying that, Li Kechuan raised his hand and slapped the maid hard.

"Bitch! Why are you yelling here without even explaining yourself? Tell me, which girl did the people from the *** Mansion come to give a gift to?"

As soon as Li Kechuan said this, Li Qingzhu's face turned pale.

The maid immediately knelt down, covering her red and swollen face, not daring to cry: "Yes, I went to send it to the second young lady of the Red Maple Pavilion..."

Li Kechuan raised his cane and hit the maid hard: "Damn it! What did you come back to talk about her Red Maple Pavilion? Damn it, bitch, get out!"

The maid then crawled down crying with injuries.

When they reached a deserted place, Liu Suier came out with the ointment.

"I told you not to mess with her. Don't you understand my face?"

Liu Suier sighed and sat down gently beside the maid.

Since Li Qingzhu came back, Liu Suier has been like a shadow, completely disappearing in all the bright places.

Therefore, Li Qingzhu has not discovered her existence yet.

And Li Kechuan seemed to have completely forgotten about Liu Sui'er.

The maidservant cried, but her eyes were filled with hatred.

"She burned my own sister to death. I hate her! One day, I will make Li Qingzhu pay for her blood debt with blood!"

Li Qingzhu sat down again in a daze.

Li Qingluo again?

Why is it her again!?

She pinched her palms tightly, and the hatred in her heart grew uncontrollably like a vine.

Seeing the expression on her face, Li Kechuan felt heartbroken.

He reached out and pried open Li Qingzhu's fingers one by one: "Brother will support you. Your marriage, your honor and status, everything that belongs to you, can only be yours."

"If anyone stands in your way, I will destroy her."

Red Maple Pavilion.

"Are you Princess Nanping?"

Li Qingluo stared at the little girl in front of him.

When she jumped into the water to save someone that day, she did not see Princess Nanping's appearance clearly, so she only realized now that Princess Nanping was the young girl with a childish look and covered in jewels who sat next to her in Marquis Zhongyi's mansion that day and asked her if she had ever slept with pigs and chickens.

is her?

Li Qingzhu should have thought of it earlier.

She was young and had no elders to accompany her, but there was no one present that day who was of nobler status than her.

Li Qingluo condescended to greet him: "I greet Princess Nanping. I wonder if you have fully recovered?"

Princess Nanping blushed as she stepped forward and pulled Li Qingluo aside, "I've been well for a long time! Sister, you don't have to be so polite. Please don't be angry with me."

Li Qingluo: "Why should I be angry with you?"

Princess Nanping: "After you saved me, I didn't come to your house to thank you in person for saving my life! Although I was slightly ill after returning, I have actually recovered a long time ago."

"It's my mother. She said there's been a lot of trouble in your house lately, so she told me not to disturb your peace, and that's why she didn't allow me to come!"

"But yesterday, my Fifth Prince uncle spoke a fair word. He said that since you saved my life, if our Princess Mansion doesn't express our gratitude right away, how can we show our sincerity when it gets cold? The whole of Jinling City deserves to call us arrogant."

"Besides, if you hadn't saved me in time that day, I would have been suffering from more than just a minor illness!"

Fifth uncle?

Li Qingluo knew who it was in an instant.

He is the current fifth prince of Daliang, Prince Su.

His relationship with the government seems to be relatively close.

That day, Princess Nanping was at the Marquis Zhongyi's mansion, and Prince Su also went there. Now I think it was for Nanping?

But why did he go to the princess's mansion yesterday?

Now the room is full of gifts sent from the Princess's Mansion. Even Princess Nanping came secretly. Although it is an honor, Li Qingluo does not want people to find out that she has had any private dealings with Prince Su.

Just as Princess Nanping was about to ask, Li Qingluo quickly grabbed her and said, "Do you want some osmanthus cake? I picked the osmanthus flowers myself and pickled them with osmanthus honey. It's already fragrant."

Princess Nanping swallowed hard, clearly visibly: "I want it."

Li Qingluo smiled gently, "I'll have them cook for you. Since you're here, enjoy yourself in my Red Maple Pavilion today."

Princess Nanping's eyes lit up instantly: "Sister Luo, I saw there is an archery target in your yard. Are you playing archery?"

Although Princess Nanping came quietly with the gift-giving party, Jingci Hall soon found out.

When it was time for lunch, Jingci Hall sent over a sumptuous meal.

"Our old lady said she would not disturb the distinguished guest. So, she only sent some food. Next time, let the princess go to Jingci Hall to play."

Princess Nanping had recently been educated and knew some etiquette, so she immediately said a few nice words respectfully and sent them back.

It was not until the afternoon that Princess Nanping reluctantly left after the servants urged her several times.

It was already evening when Qu and Li Chaojing learned the news.

Li Chaojing knew that Li Qingluo and the princess had spent the entire day having fun, and he nodded in approval. "I didn't expect Luo'er to be able to make friends with the Shang *** Mansion. I heard that the princess, although she's known every household, doesn't get along with every noblewoman. It seems there's some kind of connection between the two of them."

"I was originally worried that she'd be disorganized and embarrassing herself, having grown up in the countryside. But it turns out her social skills are just as good as Zhu'er, who grew up in Jinling City."

Qu looked worried.

Naturally, she kept the matter between Li Qingzhu and Prince Yun a secret.

There are already a lot of things going on in the mansion now.

She wished she had fewer worries.

The last time Luo'er was kidnapped, Li Chaojing was very angry with her.

Luo'er fell off the cliff, and Li Chaojing looked like he wanted to eat her.

It seems that as a father, he still cares about his biological daughter very much.

However, as a mother, she naturally hopes that both of them will be well, especially Zhu'er, who has always been somewhat humble in this family because of her blood relationship. Now that she has returned, she is afraid that she will not be able to adapt to the fact that Luo'er is more prosperous than her.

Mrs. Qu sighed, "Zhu'er just returned. Luo'er should take her to meet the princess, wouldn't that be great?"