Chapter 15 Chapter 15 Ling, full of sins and unclear...

Since the prince is not here today, Jinzhan came out to slack off.

The scene that was being performed was the Monkey King wreaking havoc in Heaven. Jinzhan's eyes lit up as she watched the scene. She cheered continuously and almost dropped the cup in excitement.

But as soon as the Havoc in Heaven ended, the next show to come on stage was Lady Furong, which made her yawn and lose her concentration.

She was distracted and complaining in her heart, who wants to watch this kind of whining and loving drama? It would be more interesting to catch two monkeys from the wild and bring them on stage.

There are two ancestors in the palace who are waiting for people to serve them every day. Why should she pay money to see them?

Such plays are performed every day in the palace. I must have nothing better to do before I come to watch them again.

Oh yes, they are the kind that have pink scenes, and the scale is quite large.

Jinzhan yawned and thought that those two ancestors should compensate her for her mental damages.

She might as well have been gambling on crickets.

But since she had already come and spent the money, Jinzhan had no choice but to force herself to stay awake and keep her eyes wide open.

But when she opened her eyes wide, she noticed Miss Lingchuan sitting in the front row...

There was a handsome man sitting next to her, and the two of them exchanged glances from time to time.

Wow—this is so fresh!

This is much better than the plays on stage.

Jinzhan widened her eyes and looked at the man carefully. Although she only saw his profile, she also compared him carefully with Gu Shi in her mind.

It seems that this man is a little thinner than the prince. He is gentle and handsome, but looks more feminine than the prince. At first glance, he looks like a young girl.

Amitabha Amitabha… Less trouble is worse than more, she should just pretend that she didn’t see anything today…

Jinzhan's heart was beating fast. If she told others what happened today, wouldn't it be like admitting that she was lazy?

She quietly slipped out through the back door without disturbing anyone and returned to the palace.

After the play was over, Lingchuan and Qin Sizhao went for a walk on the street together.

"This play is meaningless."

Lingchuan said gloomily.

She thought that if she died by slitting her neck like Madam Furong, it would be nothing more than a romantic affair for Gu Shi after dinner, and her death would be as stupid as a cheesy play.

Maybe even after her death, people would write a few erotic poems about her, trying to find some romance in them, and then in a year or two, she would be completely forgotten by Gu Shi and would get nothing.

Qin Sizhao might lead his future wife to her grave, sweep her grave, and say sadly:

"Her name was Lingchuan. She died a pitiful death. It's such a pity. I used to like her."

Just thinking of that scene, she wanted to crawl out of the grave and pull him down with her.

Lingchuan didn't want to die in vain.

She placed her hand on her chest to comfort herself.

When she is eighty years old and too old to bear teeth, no one will judge her based on her chastity anymore... At that time, she will just smile and say that she was also a playboy when she was young.

But what should I do now...

She couldn't deprive herself of her senses at this moment.

Looking at Qin Sizhao's face, she felt her breathing quicken and she couldn't utter a word.

It was too cruel to force herself to confess to Qin Sizhao the unspeakable fact that she had already lost her chastity and was pregnant.

"Lingchuan, I came to Beijing to take the exam just to meet you."

She looked into his smiling eyes and retorted out of habit.

"You came to Beijing to take the imperial examination to gain fame, how could it be related to me?"

"Rong'er..."

He looked a little melancholy.

"Do you still remember your name? Miss Tao Jinrong?"

Lingchuan suddenly started shaking all over, breathing rapidly, and could hardly breathe.

She felt that her soul had hidden far, far away, looking at her numb and cold body from afar.

A sad and miserable mood prevailed, and she didn't bother to ask Qin Sizhao why he knew her real name.

She had only one thought: she had clearly been trying hard to forget her real name, so why did he mention it?

Why on earth did he call her name?

"Stop talking... I'm Lingchuan now... Don't call me that anymore... I don't want to hear it!"

Lingchuan is a well-known person in the palace. She is Gu Shi's consensual mistress and a prostitute who only wears a necklace and twists her waist in front of a peep show.

The name Lingchuan was chosen by the prince, and the name Jinzhan was also chosen by the prince. The two are exactly the same. Jinzhan's purpose of existence is to work for the prince, and her purpose of existence is to entertain the prince.

Lingchuan was a living toy that Gu Shi would throw away when she got tired of playing with him. When she hit him in anger, it was no different from a cat scratching its owner. She was still a toy.

Tao Jinrong is her parents' beloved only daughter and a cheerful little girl. She learns how to keep an account book every day and hopes to inherit the small restaurant that her parents have run for a lifetime.

Her parents are not well educated, and her name is a bit rustic, but it is full of her parents' expectations and love.

How can Lingchuan and Tao Jinrong be the same!

How could Lingchuan and Tao Jinrong be the same person!

"Stop talking... I'm not Tao Jinrong!"

She calmed down quickly and seemed like a completely different person.

"Mr. Qin, thank you for your kindness these days. You've got the wrong person..."

Her teeth chattered slightly, and she turned around and wanted to leave, but Qin Sizhao reached out to stop her.

He stood directly in front of her and pushed her back with his body.

"If I didn't have a photographic memory, how could I have mastered my medical skills and become the top scholar at the same time? Rong'er, you really underestimate me."

She raised her head and glared at Qin Sizhao angrily.

"Qin Sizhao, don't force me. I'm Lingchuan, not Tao Jinrong!"

Tao Jinrong could not become Lingchuan. She was just an innocent daughter of a small restaurant. She could not be tricked into bed by the lover who seduced her with just a few sweet words when she was less than fifteen years old. She could not lose her chastity so early, be abused until she got pregnant, and then be sent away to a sycophant.

She would not allow these terrible things to happen to Tao Jinrong.

So she can only be Lingchuan, not Tao Jinrong.

"Mr. Qin, you really have the wrong person. Maybe we just look alike."

Lingchuan hesitated and lied to him that she had a twin sister named Tao Jinrong. It was somewhat credible, but this lie was so stupid that she didn't think the top scholar would believe such nonsense.

What's more, she just said something like "Don't call me that anymore."

She gritted her teeth and said,

"I can only be Cheng Lingchuan, not Tao Jinrong... I am not the Rong'er in your memory, I can't go back. I won't come to you again, and you should forget me..."

She turned around, tears streaming down her face.

Lingchuan's body and mind were numb, and she almost didn't know how she got back to the palace.

She washed her face, not wanting anyone to see her helplessness, so she curled up in the quilt and started crying.

Qin Sizhao actually likes Tao Jinrong... But she can't go back...

She searched her memory for the shadow of Qin Sizhao, but it hurt her heart. She didn't have the courage to recall when she and Qin Sizhao met, and when he became interested in her.

No matter when he fell in love with that little Rong'er, it was too late. She had slept with Gu Shi eight hundred times, and she could no longer be Tao Jinrong.

He fell in love with the current Lingchuan because of his love for Xiao Ronger...

But everyone knew in their hearts that Lingchuan was Gu Shi's mistress, but they didn't say it out loud because they were concerned about the prince's face.

How could Lingchuan, who was full of sins and had a unclear name, rely on the help of little Rong'er?

Jinzhan saw Lingchuan's face was a little strange, and hurried into the house alone and locked the door. Although Jinzhan was a little puzzled, she did not go forward and just pretended to be busy.

Her face didn't look like she was in love, but rather very pale, as if she had been beaten.

The next morning, Jinzhan thought Lingchuan might be hanging inside, so she quietly punched a hole in the window paper, took a deep breath, prepared herself mentally, and secretly watched her.

"I'm not dead, don't look at me..."

Lingchuan lay sickly on the bed. Jinzhan was frightened to find that she had been discovered.

But yesterday she went to the theater with that man, and her happiness was unfaithful.

She didn't dare to go forward to show concern for Lingchuan at this time. If she went crazy and told her everything, she would be in a dilemma and not know whether she should report the matter to the prince.

While tidying up the yard, Jinzhan thought, if the prince was willing to pay the dowry and marry Lingchuan off, everyone would be happy. If he was unwilling... Amitabha, it had nothing to do with her, Jinzhan.

Her eyes rolled around, and she was already thinking about how to distance herself from the incident after it happened.

According to Jinzhan, you should feel a little guilty after doing something bad, because if you don't feel that you are wrong at all, it will be easy to talk about the bad things you have done.

So now she is trying hard to make herself feel guilty towards the prince.

"Wuwuwu, Your Highness, I'm so sorry. In order to reduce my burden, I didn't report all of Miss Lingchuan's whereabouts to you. I'm really sorry."

Jinzhan covered her face with a handkerchief and cried softly.

After pretending to cry, Jinzhan rolled her eyes...it didn't work very well.

Her sense of guilt towards her "master" was already weak, and she felt even less guilty towards Gu Shi, a master who would often perform live sex shows.

Besides, he was the one who wanted to marry Lingchuan off first. She was thinking about herself, so there was nothing wrong with hooking up with a man. She was not the prince's concubine.

"Oh... Your Majesty... How come you're back so soon..."

Gu Shi had a gloomy face. Thinking of Lingchuan sitting on a man's horse in such an ambiguous way with his bracelet on her hand, he felt upset, as if a thousand bugs were drilling into his heart.

He hardly slept last night and could hardly carry out his official duties.

After forcing himself to finish the most important official business, he could no longer bear it and hurried back to the palace.

How dare Lingchuan treat him like that? Why did he make him lose his appetite?