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Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

There were countless of guests coming and going in front of the Mrs. Mingzhu's gate.

Prince An's Palace's carriage stopped in front of the door, with An Yingcheng first, followed by Aunt Li, Aunt Wei, An Lingge and the others, and finally the old lady.

As for those people from the second and third branch families, even though they were blood related to the old king, in the end, their status was not high, and they could not enter the Mrs. Mingzhu Palace.

Because of Mrs. Mingzhu's invitation, everyone from Prince An's Palace were all dressed up.

An Yingcheng wore a dark blue embroidered robe with a round, embroidered satin collar, and red-faced, white-soled, cloud-patterned boots. He wore a warm smile on his usually dignified face, and was welcomed by the guards at the door.

Aunt Li followed closely behind him. After three days of recuperation, even though the wounds on her body still hurt a little, it did not affect her eating or walking.

Originally, An Lingge wanted the Aunt Li to stay in the palace to prevent trouble from her running out again. But the Aunt Li in front of An Yingcheng was crying and wailing endlessly, as though she had suffered some huge grievance. An Lingge could only let her go, since it was not her own body that was being tormented.

In An Lingge's opinion, whether the Aunt Li, who had only received a few dozen lashes, was lying on her bed properly and was tormenting her own body, the Aunt Li did not think so at all.

When she heard that Mrs. Mingzhu was going to treat everyone to a feast, she immediately got up from the bed. Without even asking the maidservants to help her, she went to pick out her clothes and accessories by herself, as if the injuries on her body were healed in an instant.

Aunt Li was dressed in a bright brocade coat of peach-red silk, a rose-red silk dress, and a scarlet gold ruby comb.

An Lingge only took a few glances before retracting her gaze. She was secretly discussing in her heart, Aunt Li was already over thirty years old, she did not know why she was so fond of these beet red and peach red, could it be because they looked young?

In contrast, Aunt Wei was different from her. She had kept a low profile when she was in the palace earlier, and now that she was going out for her first time, her attire was not very conspicuous either. She wore a blue moon butterfly sleeveless jacket, and her lower body was dressed in a dark blue satin dress made from dark flowers.

An Lingge retracted her gaze and leisurely followed behind the few of them.

The servants of the Mrs. Mingzhu Palace were very quick-witted, welcoming the many guests, but they did not show any signs of panic or helplessness.

An Lingge and the rest were led to the place where the Mrs. Mingzhu was, as for An Yingcheng, he was naturally staying with the male guests.

"Greetings Mrs. Mingzhu."

The Old Granny stood at the very front of the group, and nodded towards Mrs. Mingzhu, while the others bowed towards Mrs. Mingzhu.

Mrs. Mingzhu and Shen Jiaojiao were talking about something, and upon hearing what was said, she immediately looked over. "No need for formalities."

When she looked over, she realized that the madame was also there and smiled. "Since when did the madame return to the capital? I haven't been out of the house in the past few days and have no idea."

"Didn't this old one come to visit you, Mrs. Mingzhu?" There was a smile on the corners of the madame's mouth. Although they weren't familiar with each other, they had met several times in the past.

Shen Jiaojiao's gaze landed on An Lingge who was behind the old lady. Her eyes were filled with surprise and joy, "Benefactor!"

She took a step forward and was about to hold An Lingge's hand, as if she remembered something, she suddenly stopped in her tracks and turned around to look at Mrs. Mingzhu behind her.

Mrs. Mingzhu shifted her gaze from the old lady, landing on An Lingge.

She had some memories of this woman. Back then, An Lingge's calm and composed appearance in the Qing Yun Temple had left a deep impression on her, not to mention that An Lingge was so gorgeous, it would be hard for anyone who saw her to forget her face.

"So it was Miss An who saved my daughter." "Ever since I found my daughter, I have been sending people to search for the savior of the three of them. It's just that I did not manage to find out anything about it, and now that Miss An has arrived at your place, I would like to solemnly thank you."

She said that and was about to kneel down, how dare An Lingge accept her bow?

This was the emperor's own aunt!

An Lingge turned to the side, and supported the Mrs. Mingzhu from the side, "Madam, please quickly get up. What happened that day was only a small matter, and did not deserve to be a saving grace.

Shen Jiaojiao and Mrs. Mingzhu were naturally very clear on whether or not it was saving their lives.

Seeing An Lingge being so modest, the Mrs. Mingzhu did not say anymore and only spoke seriously, "This matter is a favor to Miss An. In the future, if Miss An has any difficulties, as long as it does not go against ethics and morals, I will do my best to help you."

That day, when she met Shen Jiaojiao and her sons, she thought that they were just a few poor, lowly commoners that scoffed at An Lingge's actions of helping them. Who knew that in the blink of an eye, Shen Jiaojiao had become the daughter of the Mrs. Mingzhu, the niece of the Emperor, and her status was even higher than hers. Just like that, An Lingge received the grace of saving her life, receiving the gratitude of the Mrs. Mingzhu.

Why did An Lingge have to deal with all of the good things!

Now, Mrs. Mingzhu would definitely be extremely grateful to An Lingge. If she were to help An Lingge deal with her Aunt and herself, wouldn't that be bad?

An Lingyi's eyes flashed, a trace of malicious intent quickly flashed across her beautiful face.

An Lingge and the Mrs. Mingzhu were chatting and laughing merrily at the feast, as if they could not sense the jealousy and hatred in An Lingyi's heart.

There was a faint smile on her lips and her expression was calm. In this scorching summer day, she was like a clear spring water, making people feel tranquil upon seeing her.

The Mrs. Mingzhu arranged for the maidservants to bring them to their seats, and then continued to chat with the other madams and mistresses.

"I didn't expect big sister to casually save a random person, and that person is a relative of the royal family. This luck is really good."

As An Lingyi sat on her seat, she couldn't wait to say the sour words out loud.

From the moment he knew that Shen Jiaojiao was Mrs. Mingzhu's daughter, An Lingyi had incomparably resented that the person who had saved Shen Jiaojiao at that time was An Lingge and not her. Otherwise, she would have been the one to receive Mrs. Mingzhu's gratitude and promise.

An Lingge's eyes flashed with a trace of a disdainful smile, but her expression was still dignified and good. "If Third Sister is envious, why don't you go save someone else and see if you have the ability to do so?"