Top white, rich and beautiful, the princess is reborn and the revenge story

Because of the Tianshan Snow Lotus incident, Zhao Yuanqing arrived a little late.

The servant at the door called out, "Princess Shanzhen is here—!"

Zhao Yuanqing got out of the car and held Wen Xing's hand as they walked into Furong Garden. As soon as they entered, they saw a group of noble ladies standing in a cluster of flowers, all dressed in red and green, with flowers in their hair.

There are big flowers such as peonies, roses, peonies, roses, lilies, etc. Some people also wear strings of lily of the valley, forsythia, etc. There are also bold ones who wear a huge sunflower on their heads, which looks like a plate of melon seeds, which makes people laugh.

The noble ladies turned around and saw a jade-white figure walking towards them in the warm spring sunshine.

She wore a chest-length skirt, the top was a warm apricot color, the bottom was a turquoise long skirt, covered with a tulle of the same color, a gradient shawl on her arm, and a pair of apricot cloud-head shoes on her feet, with the South China pearls on them sparkling.

As she approached with light steps, her skirt and shawl fluttered behind her, as if she had come out of a painting.

Looking up, her hands are slender and white, her chest is proudly plump, the skin on her neck is as white as cream, she has a face like a lotus, cherry-red lips, and her eyes are curved when she smiles, bright and charming.

She had her hair in a Uighur bun with a large jade-white flower stuck in it. The flower was very different from others and no one present had ever seen it before.

The air seemed to freeze as everyone stared at Zhao Yuanqing in amazement. Who was this? Princess Shanzhen? When did she become so beautiful?

Zhao Yuanqing walked closer and said, "Everyone, I'm late."

The ladies seemed to have just woken up and said one after another, "It's not too late, Your Highness. We have only just arrived a short while ago."

Someone brave enough asked, "Your Highness, what kind of flower is this in your hairpin? It looks so beautiful."

Zhao Yuanqing replied with a smile, "Tianshan Snow Lotus."

Everyone exclaimed, "Tianshan Snow Lotus?"

A woman asked, "Could it be one of the rare items that are said to be found only in the Tianshan Mountains? I heard that there are wild beasts guarding it, so ordinary people can't get it at all?"

The voice came from a woman in a blue skirt. Zhao Yuanqing looked at her. She winked at her and said mischievously, "Wow, such a precious flower, only Princess Shanzhen can get it!"

Zhao Yuanqing almost laughed out loud. The person who spoke was none other than her good friend from her previous life, He Chanling.

When others heard He Chanling say this, they also echoed, "It is indeed very beautiful."

"Oh my, Princess Shanzhen's first move was a king bomb. How can we compete in this flower fighting today?"

Zhao Yuanqing said modestly, "My flowers are rare, but in terms of beauty, yours are no less beautiful. Look at your red peonies, pink peonies, and purple lilies. They are all very beautiful!"

The ladies all laughed and the atmosphere was very cheerful, but the people nearby were all furious.

One is Zhao Baozhu. This is the first time Zhao Baozhu has appeared in public since her title was taken away. She immediately felt the discomfort of not having a title.

The standards of vehicles, travel, and reception have all been downgraded.

This is secondary. What is important is people's attitude. After seeing her, they no longer have the fawning attitude they had before. Instead, they are much more indifferent. Some of them even turn their backs and whisper a few words to her, which has never happened before.

It was not until today that Zhao Baozhu realized the fact that her mother had said: in this world, a woman's honor and disgrace depend on three people: her father, her husband, and her son.

If they succeed, women will be respected; if they fail, women will be unpopular.

She used to be a princess, and people treated her warmly because of her father.

Now, she has been engaged to Cui Hao, and in such a shameful way. People will of course look down on her. This is not the most important thing. The important thing is that Cui Hao is a commoner and has no official position. He cannot provide her with any support. There is no benefit for people to associate with her.

Zhao Baozhu felt a little regretful, but things had come to this point and she could not turn back. She could only wait until after the marriage to urge her father to get an official position for Cui Hao as soon as possible.

Cui Yi, who was standing next to her, also felt very sad when she saw this. If only Zhao Yuanqing still liked her brother, then this Tianshan Snow Lotus would definitely be pinned on her head. Zhao Baozhu was far inferior to Zhao Yuanqing.

At this time, Zhao Yuanqing held He Chanling's hand and chatted affectionately.

"Chanling, when did you come back from the northwest? I don't even know."

"I just came back a few days ago, and as soon as I got back I heard about all the things you've been doing recently. Your Highness, you're truly amazing!"

"Hey, it's okay. If no one offends me, I won't offend anyone. Why are you in such a hurry to come back?"

He Chanling said a little embarrassedly, "It's not the skirt tent banquet that's about to start, I'm old enough, and my mother told me I must come back. She wants to find a good husband for me in the capital."

He Chanling's father, He Feng, was General Wuwei under the Marquis of Zhenbei. He had been following the Marquis to guard the northwest. He Chanling's mother, Huang, served her parents-in-law at home in the capital, and her two children, He Jin and He Chanling, lived with their father in the northwest.

Zhao Yuanqing recalled that in her previous life, after Yuzhen Temple, she married into the Cui family and rarely went out. She only heard that on the day of He Chanling's wedding, her husband died. After that, He Chanling stayed in that man's home, taking care of his parents-in-law and raising his adopted son. Zhao Yuanqing didn't know anything about what happened after that.

"Chan Ling, why don't you find a man in the northwest? Men in the northwest are strong, and since you like martial arts, he will definitely have a temperament that suits you."

He Chanling said mischievously, "Hehe, Your Highness, those men are very rough and have a smell of sweat. I like elegant and handsome men."

Oh, Zhao Yuanqing understood. "Chanling, if you see someone you like later, I'll give you a taste. You're often in the northwest, so you're not familiar with their situation."

"it is good."

Over there, the Crown Princess was heard saying, "Ladies, welcome to this year's Skirt Tent Banquet. The Flower Fighting Competition begins now—!"

There are two steps to this flower fighting. The first one is that the girls form a big circle, and then go to the center one by one to introduce the flowers they wear in their hair, and then walk around again to let everyone know the flowers they wear in their hair.

The second is to choose the flower by secret ballot.

Each girl has three votes, which she can vote for the three flowers she likes. In the end, whoever has the most votes will win.

The top three can be summoned by the Queen, and some even have the opportunity to become the prince's concubine, so this is an opportunity to change one's destiny, and the girls take it very seriously.

The maids led the girls to the center of Hibiscus Garden and stood in a big circle. There were about a hundred girls coming this time, all of whom were unmarried women from dignitaries' families.

The princess stepped aside and said, "Which girl would like to come first?"

No one answered, and the girls were all a little shy. The Crown Princess raised the stick in her hand and said, "The first person to come on stage, I will vote for her!"