Reborn Young Lady's Peerless Grace

"What?" Shen Wanqing almost broke the teacup by accident, her heart tightened.

If the disguise technique of Zi Luo Country wants to achieve the best effect, it is to peel off the opponent's skin and reshape it according to the flesh. It is so evil that Du Zhijie couldn't help but frown.

The old man sighed: "Fortunately, since we discovered it in time, as long as we rescue Mr. Xiao immediately, there shouldn't be any problems."

"So, is there anything I can do to help?" Shen Wanqing couldn't help but ask. After all, if it weren't for her, Xiao Chenyang wouldn't have taken such a risk alone and been ambushed...

Du Zhijie noticed the guilt on her face and consoled her, "That substitute wasn't something that could be prepared overnight. Fan Yunfei's arrangement was clearly premeditated. They'll definitely find a chance to capture Xiao Chenyang. Qing'er, don't blame yourself."

The old man beside him also kept nodding.

Shen Wanqing let out a breath, realizing that she couldn't be impatient at this moment and let others see the clues.

She paused in thought for a moment, "If you decide to rescue someone during the palace banquet, then you can do something to distract Fan Yunfei and Princess Suyun and delay their discovery."

The two looked at each other and said in unison: "Zhao Yurou!"

The three of them discussed it again, and it was not until dusk that Shen Wanqing returned to the Hou Mansion. Jing'er brought an invitation to the palace banquet, which was to be held the day after tomorrow.

Shen Wanqing got up early that morning and put on her makeup. She tied her hair into a light bun and inserted a jade-plated silver hairpin diagonally. She also chose a simple and elegant waist-length dress with flowers and birds in it. She looked a little cooler, but still exquisite and noble.

As soon as she arrived at the palace banquet, she secretly inspected it, but Zhao Yurou had not come yet. At this moment, everyone was waiting in the imperial garden. The noble ladies gathered in groups of three or four to chat and enjoy the scenery. The scene was very peaceful.

Shen Wanqing was walking around casually when she suddenly heard her own name in a corridor.

She stopped and vaguely heard that three or four noble ladies were chatting together.

"I heard that Miss Zhao from the Duke's Mansion got lost with her. I heard it wasn't just a matter of startling the horse."

"Oh, is there any inside story about this?"

"Didn't Miss Zhang go to the horse race? She said she's had nightmares every day since she came back. She dreamed of men in black falling from the sky and chasing her."

"Yes, it seems that we encountered thieves, but you must not spread this matter to others."

"Really? No wonder Miss Zhao has been staying indoors these days. I'm afraid she has been..."

"Hahaha, look at how arrogant she was before, almost thinking of herself as a princess. I'm afraid she doesn't even have the face to come to the palace banquet today."

"Humph, I heard it was General Du who brought them back."

"What about county lady, princess? Are they worthy? I really want to ask them if they want to marry into a foreign alliance, otherwise I'm afraid they can only marry into a poor family."

Behind the rockery, Zhao Yurou had originally intended to avoid the crowd, but unexpectedly overheard these harsh words. She clenched her fists, recognizing the last voice as belonging to Miss Chen, who had previously tried so hard to please her.

"Then why don't you come and ask him in person." A cold voice suddenly sounded.

Several noble ladies were shocked. They didn't expect to be heard. They turned around and saw that it was Shen Wanqing. They couldn't help but have a bit of contempt in their eyes: "So it's..."

"I wonder what kind of woman this lady thinks is worthy of being a princess?" Shen Wanqing interrupted her directly, "I think Miss Zhao is straightforward and generous. She won't gossip behind people's backs, nor will she say one thing in public and do another."

She stepped forward, her eyes as cold as ice-cold lake water. "The princess was also awarded by the Second Prince. If you ladies feel that she is unworthy of the position, you can follow me to the palace to ask the Second Prince."

"Miss Fourth, we, we were just talking casually..." Several people immediately changed their words and expressions, and they bowed and walked away in a hurry.

Zhao Yurou stood silently behind the rockery.

Shen Wanqing, she doesn't seem as bad as Shen Wanru said.

After a while, the palace banquet was about to begin. Everyone moved to the imperial garden and found a seat to sit down.

Zhao Yurou became a princess and happened to sit next to Shen Wanqing with a gloomy face. It seemed that the arrangement had worked and she knew the true face of the third prince Fan Yunfei.

The faces of people across the river were even uglier. They heard from the Duke that she had been locked up last night, so how come she came to the palace banquet again? How did she get in?

Jiang Ce desperately wanted to wink at Zhao Yurou, signaling her not to cause any trouble today.

But Zhao Yurou didn't even look at him. Brother Jiang Ce had changed. He actually lied to her that Fan Yunfei was a good match. When she found out the truth, he wanted to lock her up in the Duke's Mansion.

She absolutely does not want to marry!

As the pleasant sound of stringed instruments rang out, a group of women in crimson dance costumes walked onto the stage, formed a circle and began to dance gracefully, blocking the view of the river side.

Shen Wanqing watched the dance and whispered to Zhao Yurou beside her, "Miss Zhao, oh no, I should call you Princess now. Congratulations, Princess."

Although Zhao Yurou didn't want to go to the marriage, she couldn't help but feel a little proud at this moment.

You know, when she heard that the emperor had issued an edict allowing her freedom of marriage, she was so jealous that her teeth were about to break. But when she thought of the meaning behind this princess, Zhao Yurou didn't have the confidence to be proud of Shen Wanqing, so she could only keep a sullen face and not respond.

"You are going to be named the prince's consort today. Why do you look unhappy?" Shen Wanqing picked up the cup in front of her and took a sip of tea.

Zhao Yurou's eyes widened when she heard this: "Shen Wanjing, how did you know that?"

Idiot, most people can probably see something so obvious.

Shen Wanqing turned her head, her eyes filled with regret: "I heard that the princess was originally going to be betrothed to the young master of the Jiang family. What a pity! I'm afraid I won't be able to see the princess again in the future."

"I don't need you to pretend to be kind." Zhao Yurou glared at her. Shen Wanqing just lowered her head and smiled, and stopped talking.

The dance just ended at this moment. Zhao Yurou looked across and saw the palace maid pouring wine for Fan Yunfei. His hand actually slid directly across the palace maid's thigh, and then he took the wine glass with a smile.

The palace maiden had almond-shaped eyes and rosy cheeks. Her cheeks flushed as Fan Yunfei moved, and her eyes were full of charm, making her very attractive. Fan Yunfei felt a little regretful. If this were in Zi Luo Country, he could have just hugged her and made out with her at a banquet, but now he had to restrain himself.

Zhao Yurou looked at all this with a pale face. She lowered her head and dared not look anymore. She felt that the people around her looked at her with sympathy and sarcasm.

She took a sip of tea, but for some reason she felt more and more uncomfortable.

Marrying someone like this, and going to a place as far away as Zi Luo Country...

She felt a little regretful. Yes, it would have been great if she had asked her grandmother to advance her wedding with Jiang Ce. She would have been married to Jiang Ce by now.