Wanwan is not Wanwan: Who will spoil you after you are reborn?

Prime Minister Shen came out of the palace and prepared to take the prime minister's carriage back home.

At this time, Cheng'en Hou Pei Boliang walked past him and suddenly stopped. He turned and looked at Prime Minister Shen, "I heard that the Prime Minister's Mansion has Tiger Hill tea. I wonder if I can have a chance to come over and taste the tea?"

Marquis Cheng'en would stop and talk to Prime Minister Shen, which is something that would only happen when the sun rises from the west.

He couldn't stand Prime Minister Shen's self-righteous attitude, and Prime Minister Shen couldn't stand Marquis Cheng'en's fawning over the imperial concubine. In short, you don't like me, and I don't like you even more.

Prime Minister Shen had always been at odds with Marquis Cheng'en, and was now even more upset. He had no time to feign complaisance with him, so he just watched him get on the carriage with his back to him.

The Marquis's carriage was parked not far away. Seeing this, Chen Ping, the servant waiting beside the carriage for Marquis Cheng'en, was indignant on behalf of his own master. "This Prime Minister Shen is too arrogant. How dare he be so rude to the Marquis!"

Pei Boliang's eyes were gloomy, but he shook his head, "How could this duke have the same opinion as him? He is just a small prime minister, and his arrogance will not last long."

"That's right, so what if he's the Prime Minister? How could he be so powerful as our Marquis? How dare he be so arrogant and domineering? One day he will kneel down and cry."

Pei Boliang lifted his skirt and boarded the carriage, then suddenly stopped. "Is the third young lady who just returned from the Prime Minister's residence called Shen Wanwan?"

"My Lord, you are right. It is a coincidence that the third young lady of the Xiangfu was murdered on the same day as the third young lady of our Marquis' Mansion jumped into the water. They were both lucky and survived.

"She's still alive and well, but rumors say she's been vomiting blood several times a day since returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion. I'm afraid she won't live long. The Third Young Lady of our Marquis' Mansion is a bit tougher."

Pei Boliang lowered his eyes, "Since she is not dead, the royal family will never allow a concubine's daughter to become a princess. It is time for her to contribute to the Marquis' Mansion."

Chen Ping was shocked. "My Lord, are you planning to take everyone from the manor back to your manor? What about Madam..."

Pei Boliang's face darkened and he glared at Chen Ping. "Where did the Madam come from in the manor? She's at the manor. She'll be on vacation in a few days, and I'll personally go and take them back to the manor."

After Chen Ping returned to the Marquis' Mansion, he found an opportunity to run to the Jade Garden and said, "Madam, something terrible has happened!"

Pei Bailiang's concubine Chen Yuanfang was dyeing nail polish. She was very satisfied when she saw the light pink nail polish on her finished hand.

"What's the matter? You're so flustered. It's okay to lose your composure in front of this lady, but please don't do that in front of the Marquis."

Chen Ping took a deep breath and told Chen Yuanfang the news that Pei Bailiang was going to the farm in person to pick up Xie Leqing and her daughter. Chen Yuanfang felt very uncomfortable and her face changed suddenly.

Her situation in the mansion had just improved with the return of Prince Qin. If she brought that woman back, how would she be able to survive in the mansion?

No, she can't just sit there and wait for death, she must go find the Marquis right now!

"Ma'am, calm down, don't be impulsive!"

Chen Ping immediately guessed that Chen Yuanfang wanted to find the Marquis, but if she went to find him now, wouldn't the fact that he was hers be exposed?

"Madam, the Marquis has his reasons for doing this. The imperial decree granting the Second Miss a ghost marriage was never officially issued. Now that the King of Qin has returned alive, there has been no action on this matter for a long time. Perhaps... it has been left unresolved."

Chen Yuanfang was stunned. The imperial decree granting that little bitch Pei Wanwan a ghost marriage had indeed been issued, and there was no news of it being withdrawn. So...

"How can that be? Mother, I am the Princess of Qin. I don't care. I want to be the Princess of Qin."

An arrogant voice came from the door. Who else could it be but Pei Jiaojiao?

"It was my father who wanted to push my daughter out to marry the King of Qin. Now that the King of Qin has returned alive, don't even think about getting me out again. Who the hell is Pei Wanwan? How dare she compete with me for the position of the King of Qin's Consort?"

Pei Jiaojiao turned around and ran out, "I want to go find Daddy. Last time he asked me to be buried with him, I starved myself to death but failed. If he doesn't agree this time, I'll hang myself!"

When Chen Yuanfang saw her precious daughter coming, she held her forehead with her hand in pain. She was really confused.

"Jiaojiao, stop messing around. What are you still standing there for? Stop her now!"

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