Chapter 121: Each has its own style, it is difficult to choose
Even though Liang Weiyuan was a man of noble character and a decent person, the eldest princess was still not very reassured.
An Ning pouted and said, "Sister Liang is my friend, not an outsider."
"Besides, her ability to judge people is a hundred times better than the maids in the palace. If it weren't for her, my daughter would have almost been deceived by that poor scholar..."
In the end, it was really shameful. An Ning's face gradually turned red and she fell silent. She simply took Liang Weiyuan's arm, as if she was determined to do it.
The eldest princess was choked for a rare moment, remembering how her daughter had tried to commit suicide for the scholar.
Finally, he sighed deeply and waved his armored hand: "Alright, you're giving me a headache, so I'll do as you say."
"Very good!"
An Ning's delicate face was filled with joy, and she couldn't wait to pull Liang Wei out of the carriage: "Sister Liang, let's go. Come with me for a walk first."
The girl was naive and dragged her around everywhere.
Liang Weiyuan couldn't refuse the kindness and was infected with a sense of relief, but the heaviness in her heart still weighed down.
The princess's power and pressure reminded her of her past life. It was during this time that the Marquis's mansion was embroiled in a vortex of corruption, Marquis Huo was demoted, and the old lady's health deteriorated after the blow.
She used her dowry to fill the gap and tried to turn the tide, but later something happened in her natal family's general's mansion, and the situation became extremely difficult.
In her previous life, she had gone through many twists and turns to investigate and found that the cause of the corruption was caused by Marquis Huo.
It now seemed that in order to avoid repeating the same mistakes, she had to plan and investigate in advance.
After returning home, Liang Weiyuan ordered Mei Shu and Zhu Shu to start investigating Marquis Huo first.
However, for several days in a row, until the day An Ning came to pick her up to go to the princess's mansion, she did not find any clues about Marquis Huo.
Could it be because of the changes she experienced after her rebirth?
"Sister Liang is worried?"
Liang Weiyuan absentmindedly followed An Ning into the courtyard of the princess's mansion. Suddenly, a young girl's head popped out in front of her. An Ning frowned and looked at her with concern.
How could she express her feelings?
Liang Weiyuan pursed her lips, smiled and shook her head, and could only temporarily suppress her thoughts.
"Sister, look!" An Ning suddenly widened her eyes, grabbed her sleeve, and pointed at the figure in the pavilion.
"Is the guy in the emerald green brocade robe the son of the Duke of Zhenguo? Why does his nose look like a piece of garlic?"
Liang Weiyuan followed her gaze and saw the young man sitting in the first seat wiping his sweat with a gold-sprinkled handkerchief.
The man was a bit stout, and his facial features were quite regular, but his nose was covered in oil, which made him look...
"And the one in lake blue." An Ning lowered her voice, pimples rising all over her body. "Why is he as slender as a bamboo? He looks like he's going to somersault if the wind blows."
Liang Weiyuan looked at the second young man, who was tall, elegant and handsome, but he was indeed too tall and thin. No wonder An Ning shuddered.
The eldest princess was sitting in the main seat in the corridor. When she heard An Ning talking as she came over, she immediately slammed the teacup heavily on the table.
"An Ning! Look at these young masters, which one of them doesn't have a distinguished family background? You're still being picky, how can you be so disrespectful!"
An Ning shrank back a bit, but she couldn't help but feel dissatisfied. "How can I say my daughter is picky? Look at them, are there any decent ones?"
Those young masters, who were living in the waterside pavilion a short distance away, also heard An Ning's muttering.
Immediately, they all blushed and looked at each other.
Even though he was angry, he didn't dare show it on his face. He just frowned and remained silent.
"Shut up! How could a girl be as willful and unruly as you?"
The eldest princess's tone dropped, and seeing An Ning's reluctant expression, her captivating eyes narrowed suddenly.
"Back then, you were obsessed with that poor scholar, and I never saw you complain. Now that you've met a good match, you're disgusted with him?"
"Which young man here is not better than that scholar? Yet he comes up with so many excuses to fool around!"
"I'm prevaricating!?"
An Ning stared in disbelief, feeling both aggrieved and ashamed.
They are obviously just ugly things, why does the mother have to lie to them with her eyes open?
"Princess, calm down."
Liang Weiyuan took a step forward helplessly, and the moon-white figure stood in front of An Ning to mediate.
"The princess is not willful, it's just..."
She paused, her eyes sweeping across the room full of embarrassed gentlemen, and then spoke appropriately, "It's just that each of these gentlemen has their own unique style, and it's hard to choose right now."
The princess's anger subsided a little after hearing her soothing words. "Oh?"
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