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"Even if it's Grand Princess Ning Yuan, who's married to Uncle Rong, could there be another Grand Princess?" Madame Jiang Zhang Shi was amused by Old Mistress Zheng.

"I hadn't thought of that at the moment. The Grand Princess doesn't easily come into contact with the female servants outside the palace, which is why she has earned everyone's respect. Everyone knows that she's afraid of causing trouble for His Majesty, afraid that someone might have impure thoughts and want to use her to make things difficult for him."

"For what?"

"I only know that during the Spring Festival, someone broke into my room and sent me to a hall under the mountain. You should know what happened after that, right?"

"After this year, the Main Hall was completely buried by the mud flow caused by the heavy rain, and that Miss Zhao Minyan …" Madame Jiang did not continue. After all, this was something that made people sad.

"This young lady is truly pitiful. Back then, she was famous in the capital. Her beauty and intelligence were excellent. Just because she was framed, she was able to suffer such a miserable fate." Madame Jiang Zhang sighed.

"How could I not know? It seems that Old Madam Zheng does not know what will happen next." Some things were spreading fast, as if they had grown wings.

"Of course, I really don't know what happened afterwards." Recently, she had been busy with this small matter at home, so she couldn't be bothered with the outside.

Although the matter had been resolved, the two of them had made it difficult for her to explain things, especially to the Master Zheng. Old Mistress Zheng shook her head and could not bear to think about it, it would give his even more of a headache, so there was no need to worry.

"Didn't I say it before? At that time, everyone wasn't very clear about what had happened, but after that incident, everyone was pretty much informed about what had happened."

It didn't feel good to be treated as a story, but Zheng Qingluo really wanted to know what would happen next. She could only listen attentively, afraid that she would miss out on the whole story.

Madame Jiang's Lady Zhang drank a mouthful of tea, straightened her body, and continued speaking, "Ever since Miss Zhao went to the Main Hall, the marriage in Seventh Prince has been put on hold. There are also a few people who have spread the word, wanting to marry the Seventh Prince."

"However, there was no news about the Seventh Prince. No one knew what the Seventh Prince was thinking and it dragged on until the heavy rain. When the news of Miss Zhao's death came back, they heard that the Seventh Prince had turned red."

Speaking of the royal family's secret matter, although they were all real relatives, they were still somewhat respectful. The Madame Jiang's Zhang family had unknowingly lowered their voices.

"He went even faster than the duke of An, leading many of the guards in the palace. He said that he must find the Miss Zhao's corpse, and when the duke of An arrived with his men, the Seventh Prince had already dug up nearly half the mountain."

When Zheng Qingluo heard this, she couldn't help but pout her lips. This was too much, not even half of the mountain had been dug out, how could she find it? But after hearing that that person was the first to go to Qingshan, Zheng Qingluo's heart began to churn like fried oil.

The tall and straight figure in front of his eyes was swaying back and forth. He stretched out his hand to cover his eyes. Perhaps, he would only know how precious it was if he really lost it.

Even though they had met several times when they were still alive, they had only taken a glance at each other from afar during the banquets at the palace. Other than when they were young, they had never seen each other in private, and they had never expected that he would pay so much attention to them.

"The people the Marquis of An's people are all servants in the palace. He probably thinks that digging the mountain is a menial task, but of course he needs servants to do it. Yet, he was reprimanded by the Seventh Prince, and said …"

"Speak! Although digging in the mountain is rough work, but if someone were to bury the treasure in the mud, would you be willing to part with the treasure that belongs to your family?" At that moment, the duke of An was crying. He's such a big man, but I heard he was squatting in the mud with his head held in his hands, crying until he was hoarse. "

Zheng Qingluo hid her head in her hands. She didn't take it out, but there were traces of wetness in her palms. She couldn't help but feel sad when she thought of the man who cared about her.

He had said that he would carry his grandson, let alone his daughter. However, he had truly grown up as a young miss of the marquis' house. His father had hugged him back when he was young, and they hadn't kissed enough.

Even though he couldn't carry her anymore, he still had to talk to her everyday no matter how busy she was. Even if she was in a bad mood, she still had to go to her own yard and chat with him for a little while.

Father always said, regardless of his good mood, as long as he saw his precious daughter, then all the mood left was happiness.

"The Seventh Prince also ignored him, he only asked his guards to be careful, and not to hurt the Miss Zhao while digging. The Hou Mansion is truly worthy of being the marquis' residence with a hundred years of heritage, all the servants are well-educated."

"Seeing that our master is crying so miserably, we can't make any decisions now, so we can only go out and look for Seventh Prince and promise ourselves repeatedly that we'll look for him carefully. That's why he allowed us to search for him together, and it took us an entire day of effort to find him."

I heard that you can't even see her face anymore, and that it's only by relying on her clothes and accessories that you can determine the identity of the Miss Zhao. After all, even though she's in the Main Hall, her identity is still Miss Hou Mansion, and the material of her clothes is slightly better than that of her aunts.

Speaking till here, Madame Jiang's Zhang Clan and Zheng's group could not help but sigh. Perhaps, this was their fate, and they would not be able to escape this calamity.

"From then on, everyone knew that the Seventh Prince adored the Miss Zhao, and the person who tied the strings for him knew that. It was not that he did not like the young miss of another family, but that his heart was filled with people."

"If the person hasn't left, we can still discuss it. We will eventually come up with a solution. However, the person has already left. What should we do now?" What should I do? I can't fight over my life's beauty.

"After finding out the truth, His Majesty was extremely anxious. He was afraid that the Seventh Prince's feelings would worsen, so he hastily hinted to his subordinates in the imperial court to tell them to hold more banquets to admire the flowers, savor the tea, and tour the garden. Afterwards, he invited the various madams and mistresses of the various palaces, young master."

During that period in the imperial court, there were no end of invitations. Everyone wanted to go all out, just that they wanted to hold a special banquet and invite this Seventh Prince to their estate. At least they should not disobey His Majesty's wishes. "

"Seventh Prince does give me face. Even if there's an invitation, I won't show it to you. We both came here to take a look, but we didn't manage to get the emperor's wish fulfilled. No matter how hard we try to create an opportunity, Seventh Prince didn't get to like any of the ladies here."

"Just when everyone was depressed, the House of the Marquis of An held a banquet. Everyone knows that losing a young miss would make the House of the Marquis the most sorrowful."

"I heard that the Madam Hou is always sick, and under such circumstances, their family can still think of a banquet to invite him. This is clearly a sign of returning the favor of the Seventh Prince, and the Seventh Prince also came as planned. However, something happened during the banquet and the House of the Marquis of An was never able to recover."

"What is it?" Zheng Qingluo became anxious and grabbed Aunt Zhang's arm. "What can happen to Hou Mansion?"

They thought that their niece was mesmerized by the story, but Madame Jiang Zhang did not hold back. She took a sip of her tea and continued.

"On the day of the Marquis' Mansion's banquet, Seventh Prince arrived early, and was listening in on the show with the young masters of the various manors in the front yard, when he was invited by the manservant of the house. He said that even if Master Hou invited him, the Seventh Prince would not doubt it, since this is the house of the Marquis, and no one dares to scheme against him."

Seventh Prince was brought to the two gates by a servant and taken to the Flowerflower School. If the servant girl were to continue leading the way, the Seventh Prince would have some suspicions. No matter how confused Marquis An was, he wouldn't bring a prince to the inner chamber to meet his family when they were treating.

"Is the study room outside used for decoration? Since Seventh Prince has his suspicions, he turned to the side and quietly indicated to the manservant beside him to let him go find Master Hou. This matter is obvious, it definitely could not be done by Master Hou."

"Seventh Prince slowed down and said the flowers in the backyard were blooming very well. He took a look first, although the little girl was anxious, she did not dare to urge Seventh Prince. When Master Hou arrived, she saw him standing outside a room."

"Stand there quietly with your hands behind your back. Master Hou has already seen through the problem. He rushed forward and kicked open the door. What do you think is inside?"