"So that's how it is." Jun Qingcheng pondered for a moment, then raised her hand to the side, "Cai Die, now call Yan Yi and have him go to the county government."
Cai Die frowned and glanced at Meng Yun'er, then whispered in the girl's ear, "Princess, according to what the villagers said yesterday, it's almost a certainty that Meng Yun'er's father and brother committed murder and robbery. Should we really help her? If the Prince and Princess find out about this after we return to the capital, they might be unhappy."
"It's alright, I'll handle things with Father and Mother."
Jun Qingcheng pressed her hand down, her eyes narrowing slightly. "No matter what, Yun'er saved me, and she's still somewhat useful. It's not a big deal for Yan Yi to make a trip to Qingshui County, is it?"
Meng Yun'er didn't dare to get close to listen, but she could vaguely hear the first two sentences. Her heart, which had been pounding, finally settled down a bit.
Feng Zicai, who arrived a step behind, knew at first glance that Meng Yun'er's earlier words were true. The woman in white in front of him was most likely Princess Mingzhu. After all, the difference between children raised in poor families and those raised in wealthy families was obvious at a glance.
The butterfly, upon hearing the words, understood the unspoken meaning of its master.
He turned and walked to the back of the house. After a while, he led Yan out.
Upon seeing the man dressed in black, Meng Yun'er felt reassured. "Princess, why don't I go with this man? In case he doesn't recognize my father and brother..."
Before she could finish speaking, Yan Yi's figure had already disappeared from sight like a bolt of lightning.
“You can’t keep up with Yan Yi’s speed, but he’s always reliable.” Jun Qingcheng shook her head and smiled. “Coincidentally, the sun isn’t too strong yet. I’m going to the end of the village. Yun’er, would you like to come with me?”
Meng Yun'er couldn't insist any longer, so she forced a smile and agreed softly.
Seeing that Jun Qingcheng hadn't even glanced at him from beginning to end, Feng Zicai quickly stepped forward and gave a scholar's salute, "This humble student is Feng Zicai, greetings to Princess Mingzhu, wishing you good fortune and longevity."
Jun Qingcheng raised an eyebrow, her gaze sweeping between the two. "And who is this?"
“Feng Lang is a student at Qingshan Academy in the prefectural city, and also…” Meng Yun’er noticed the girl’s gaze, her face flushed slightly, and she bit her lip as she said, “He is also Yun’er’s fiancé.”
Jun Qingcheng chuckled, "I see. Don't forget to invite me to your wedding banquet on your wedding day."
Meng Yun'er blushed shyly to the roots of her neck, while Feng Zicai, standing to the side, smiled generously and thanked her, "Thank you for your kind words, Princess. It is an honor for me and Yun'er to have you grace our wedding banquet with your presence..."
Just then, a cheerful sound of horses' hooves rang out.
The villagers in the river turned around at the sound, their eyes lighting up as they saw the blue figure on the big black horse.
"The Princess of Le'an is back!"
"Your Highness, look! This old woman caught two buckets of river clams this morning, and they're all huge!"
"Thanks to the Princess of Le'an County, I've touched more than ten pearls this morning. I'll give this roundest and largest pearl to the Princess to set on the tip of her shoe!"
"Get lost! You call that tiny pearl, the size of a grain of rice, 'big'?! The one I have here is truly big and round, and it's blue too, perfectly matching the county princess's blue dress..."
Su Hua had a keen eye and noticed the pearls the villagers were holding in their hands, which made her both amused and exasperated.
With a gentle pull on the reins, Mo Bao slowly came to a stop on the riverbank.
Feng Zicai stared at the beautiful figure beside the horse, feeling as if his mind was suddenly overwhelmed. His lips moved for a long time before he finally managed to utter a single, incoherent sentence: "Le'an? Princess Le'an? Are they calling this Princess Le'an Xiaohua? How could that be! They must have made a mistake; she should be called Princess Mingzhu..."
Jun Qingcheng smiled and walked towards the man and the horse.
Meng Yun'er paused slightly, blushing, then reached out and took Feng Zicai's hand, puffed out her chest, and followed behind Jun Qingcheng like a proud peacock. So what if she was a county princess? She still couldn't change the fact that she had been abandoned.
Su Hua was chatting with the villagers when a gentle voice called out "Sister Su" from behind her.
Before the words had even finished, a familiar pair of wide, white sleeves floated over, and in the palm of the sleeves was a purse. "Sister Su, this is a purse I prepared to give to Brother Zichen. Do you think it's pretty?"
Upon seeing this, the villagers all fell silent.
Although the Su family didn't say it outright, everyone knew more or less what Su Bai was thinking. Su Bai clearly regarded Jin Han as half a son-in-law, and now Princess Mingzhu had come all the way to Shanghe Village and was so brazenly giving Jin Han a purse. Wasn't this blatantly trying to steal him away from the Su family?
"Heh!" The girl chuckled softly, then carefully examined the purse.
After a while, Fang nodded with an appreciative look, "Yes, Princess Mingzhu's embroidery is indeed excellent. Anyone with eyes can tell at a glance that it is a mandarin duck, not a duck. And the bright red mandarin duck face is exactly the same as Princess Mingzhu's face. It truly lives up to the saying: 'The object reflects the person.'"
After saying that, she lowered her eyes and glanced between Jun Qingcheng's hands, "Why did the princess only give this one purse?"
This man is always so rough; he'd probably lose his purse in no time. Princess, please don't be so stingy next time you give a gift.
Upon hearing this, the villagers all burst into laughter.
Meng Yun'er's lips curled into a sinister smile, while Feng Zicai was even more puzzled. How dare Xiao Hua speak to Princess Mingzhu like that? Has she gone mad?
Jun Qingcheng's smile froze on her face. She had thought that she could make Su Hua angry and furious, and deepen the misunderstanding between her and Brother Zichen. But to her surprise, she didn't even see a hint of jealousy.
Moreover, is there anyone in this world who praises others like that?
What do you mean by saying that Yuanyang's face is the same as hers?! This is clearly a roundabout way of insulting her!
The girl took a deep breath and was about to speak when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a blue figure walking from the mountain path. In fact, she had already gone to the end of the village before dawn, but he was not there. Moreover, the blue figure and the long dress worn by the person in front of her were clearly made of the same material: silk brocade.
Thinking of this, Jun Qingcheng felt as if she had been thrown into a vat of vinegar, the sourness almost overwhelming her.
She glanced up at Su Hua, closed her eyes briefly, and then her foot slipped—
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