Upon seeing Rong Qingqing and her maid, Xie Jingyi's eyes flickered. Unusually, she didn't cause any trouble, but she still disliked Rong Qingqing. She took Adan's hand, got into the carriage, and left on her own.
"Why is the Third Miss still acting like this?" Xiao Tao said with a hint of unease.
"Ignore her," Rong Qingqing said nonchalantly, but she had a feeling that Xie Jingyi was definitely planning something big.
Given Xie Jingyi's personality, she wouldn't let the matter of her being tricked last time go by so easily.
However, she was not afraid of her.
The carriage slowed down when it reached the alley in front of the Prime Minister's residence.
Today, the Prime Minister's wife extended a wide invitation to ladies and young women from various households to come and admire the chrysanthemums; many people have come.
Xiao Tao lowered the curtain and exclaimed in surprise, "I didn't expect that so many people would come to a flower-viewing banquet."
Rong Qingqing smiled and said, "The Prime Minister is the head of all officials, and he is currently at the height of his power. Naturally, he is the object of everyone's scramble to curry favor. So, when the Prime Minister's wife hosts a flower appreciation banquet, they naturally have to give him face. To put it bluntly, these people are all here because of the Prime Minister's reputation."
Xiao Tao nodded. "That explains it."
Because of the large number of people, a long queue had formed in front of the Prime Minister's residence.
"Miss, we should have come sooner," Xiao Tao said with some regret.
“In this situation, it’s the same no matter how early you arrive, so don’t worry, just wait patiently. If you’re bored, you can take a nap.” Rong Qingqing said, then leaned against the car wall, intending to take a nap.
Xiao Tao was both amused and exasperated upon hearing this. How could she possibly sleep? However, seeing her mistress so calm, she also calmed down and even took a thin blanket to cover Rong Qingqing's legs.
Rong Qingqing felt sleepy easily and fell asleep after leaning against the pillow for a short while.
Just then, the carriage was suddenly rammed from behind by a force. With a loud "bang," Rong Qingqing, who had just fallen asleep, was caught off guard and was thrown forward, tumbling into a heap with Xiao Tao, who was equally unprepared.
Ouch!
Their heads collided, and they immediately saw stars.
The coachman, who was sitting on the carriage shaft, was thrown directly to the ground.
The commotion attracted the attention of those waiting to enter the Prime Minister's residence, who all craned their necks in surprise to look.
When they realized who was behind it, no one dared to utter a sound. They all sat back in their carriages, pretending they hadn't seen anything.
Inside the carriage, Rong Qingqing rubbed her sore forehead. With Xiao Tao's help, she had just stood up when an arrogant voice came from outside the carriage, "Which household are you from? How dare you block the Seventh Princess's carriage? Do you have a death wish?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Tao turned pale with anger. "Miss, how could the princess..."
Rong Qingqing tugged at her hand, signaling her to be quiet, then got up and walked out. Looking at the man dressed as a eunuch beside the carriage, she said calmly, "So it was the Seventh Princess's carriage that just hit us."
The eunuch, upon seeing her emerge, paused for a moment, then, with an arrogant expression, said dismissively, "Which household are you from? Quickly move your carriage so that our princess's carriage can pass first."
Rong Qingqing sneered inwardly. The other party had injured her, Xiao Tao, and the coachman as soon as they arrived, but they not only showed no remorse, but also insisted on moving her carriage. How could she not see through such obvious deliberate provocation?
It's obvious they're after her.
She pointed to the narrow alley and the numerous carriages, and asked with a smile, "We would like to move them, but look at this place, how do you think we can move them? Father-in-law seems to be a capable man, why don't you help us move the carriages?"
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