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An Lingyi went over to An Lingmeng's side and muttered to herself for a while. Hearing that, the latter's expression changed and revealed an expression of difficulty, "Doing this kind of thing might not be good, right?"

"What's wrong with that? You're just giving me a small sigh of relief. If you're not even willing to do such a small thing, then forget it." An Lingyi snorted, obviously displeased.

To offend the young miss in order to curry favor with An Lingyi, was it worth it?

An Lingmeng was at a loss for a moment before finally nodding her head, "Alright, since Third Sister has asked for this, I will definitely take care of it beautifully."

She promised An Lingyi, and the latter laughed, then took off a gold bracelet from her wrist, "I know your days at Second Aunt's side won't be good, so I'll give this to you."

An Lingmeng's gaze fell on the bracelet, heavy and filled with joy.

Under An Lingyi's persuasion, she accepted the bracelet and returned to her own courtyard with a smile on her face.

Although he had only invited the wives and daughters of those powerful and influential officials at Prince An's Palace banquets, it was extremely grand.

An Lingmeng arrived at the Parasol House early in the morning with a smile on her face, "The guests have pretty much arrived. Aunt Li has asked me to call Big Sis over."

She was not as cute and naive as An Lingyi and An Lingxue. Her face appeared a little dull, but looking carefully, her facial features were very pleasant to look at. She had a smile plastered on her face, causing people to have a good impression of her.

Bi Zhu had just finished putting on makeup for An Lingge, and seeing that An Lingmeng had come so early, her eyes flashed with a tinge of surprise.

An Lingge looked back at her. When she first met her, she was still a little shy, but after a while, the bashfulness on her body had completely disappeared. Her smile was also somewhat candid, as if she was living a good life here.

An Lingge smiled at her, her deep eyes revealing no emotions, "It's such a coincidence that Fourth Sister came, I was just about to go over."

"What a coincidence." An Lingmeng giggled as she held onto his sister's wrist. She did not look shy at all, and said, "Big sister, hurry up. It's not good to let others become anxious because of you."

An Lingge followed her out, but when she was walking past the flower garden, she met someone she did not expect.

He was dressed in a narrow robe with a green and tea-embroidered crane, it was covered with an ink-colored Teng Wenwen brocade sleeves. As he was talking to the teenager in front of him, he suddenly looked in An Lingge's direction.

The corner of his mouth slightly curled up, as if he was born with a bit of a smile. His eyes were as cold as water, without a single ripple.

Such a cold and detached expression made An Lingge's heart ache, as if a needle had pierced into it.

She endured the weird feeling at the bottom of her heart, pretended not to see Mu Junhan, and continued to walk forward with an indifferent expression.

"Shouldn't this Hereditary Prince's fiancee greet me?"

Mu Junhan's voice came out from behind him, and just happened to enter An Lingge's ears.

An Lingge stopped and gently asked, "What business do you have with me?"

"This Hereditary Prince has nothing to do, so why can't I come?" Mu Junhan raised his eyebrows, looking a little mischievous, revealing the complete image of Young Noble Feng, but his phoenix eyes were still as cold as ice.

An Lingge didn't know what kind of plan this man had in mind, so she could only follow what he said, "No, Hereditary Prince Mu is welcome to come."

Mu Junhan smiled with satisfaction and lowered his voice to talk to the teenager beside him, watching An Lingge disappear from his sight.

"That's third brother's fiancee."

The young man raised his head and looked towards An Lingge's direction, "Look at her temperament, she is definitely a great beauty! Third Brother, you were actually so cold earlier, it must have hurt this little beauty's heart. "

Mu Junhan's gaze was dangerous as he stared at the young man, causing his hairs to stand on end. "Third brother?"

"Don't think about her." Mu Junhan lightly warned him, but his expression was extremely serious.

The teenager was surprised, as if he had found something new. He looked at Mu Junhan for a while with surprise, "Third brother, are you serious? You and I are both well aware of the meaning behind the Emperor's decree to grant this marriage.

"No matter what the emperor is thinking, my Prince Mu’s Palace has already received the decree to bestow the marriage, and Royal Father has already agreed on a marriage agreement with Prince An's Palace, so he absolutely will not go back on his words."

"Tsk tsk tsk, how could you deceive me by saying something so righteous and awe-inspiring?" The youth shook his head with an experienced expression, "Third Brother, with your personality, if you didn't like it, you would have thought of a way to annul the marriage long ago."

Look, a bystander knows that he likes An Lingge.

Mu Junhan laughed at himself. So what if he liked An Lingge? That woman probably wanted him to get as far away from her as possible.

He fell silent and did not refute the youth's words. Instead, a lonely expression appeared on his face.

On the other hand, An Lingge followed An Lingmeng to the pavilion, and as expected, the old mistress' Madam Li and the others had already arrived.

Madam Li was talking to an official's wife, and upon seeing the two of them walking over, he smiled warmly.

"This must be the daughter left behind by the Princess An. She does indeed look like an imperial concubine when she was young, just by looking at her."

"Not only is his appearance good, his bearing is also first class." The other lady took up the conversation and looked them up and down in satisfaction.

As if she hadn't heard their praises, An Lingge only performed a junior's salute towards them before quietly sitting down at the side.

"Miss An's performance at the Spring Festival Gala was really unforgettable. I wonder who Miss An's master is?"

the lady who had spoken before asked, and the others pricked up their ears.

An Lingge shook her head, "I just read some stuff from a book, and casually flicked it. I don't have a master."

Just by looking at the book, he could play out a world-shocking song like the "Breaking Red Dance" with just a simple flick?

Everyone clearly did not believe An Lingge's words, so An Lingge explained, "Aunt is always busy with matters of the mansion, how would she have the time to find some kind of master for me?"

On one hand, she said that the Madam Li was a concubine, but had grasped the power of Prince An's Palace. According to the laws of the Great Zhou, she had already come into contact with the truth, and furthermore, the Madam Li did not have the time to look for a master for her. However, An Lingyi's dance had obviously been taught by a master teacher, which was why she was able to shine at the Spring Festival.

With the two things combined, everyone could see what the Madam Li was thinking: To cripple the first daughter of the Princess An. She wanted his daughter to marry into a rich and powerful family.

Thinking about it this way, everyone looked at Madam Li with other meanings in their eyes.