Thanks to Qingyin's beauty, Lin's father was unusually generous, giving her a lot of silver. Qingyin was always generous when it came to rewarding servants, and the heavy purse made the old man's smile even more genuine.
After the eunuch left the gate, the young women gradually gathered around. Whether their blessings were genuine or not, everyone was much happier. With one less strong competitor, their future held more possibilities.
Thinking of this, their smiles became even more genuine. Besides the ladies-in-waiting who saw Qingyin as a rival, there were also those who were genuinely happy for Qingyin. Guo Luoluo Minghui and Fucha Yuebin were among them. Their eyes shone brightly. One was happy because her good friend was getting married to her cousin, which made their family even closer. The other was simply happy for her friend's good marriage. Of course, there were also the sisters Lin Mengya and Lin Heyu, who hitched a ride and won without lifting a flag. They were both reluctant to see their good sister leave and happy and envious of her marriage, but overall, they didn't have any bad intentions.
The main reason is that Qingyin's appearance and personality far surpass theirs. The two women have already been defeated and have lost all confidence. They have no fighting spirit to compare with Qingyin. Moreover, they are in the same boat after all. If Qingyin is good, they can also get a little bit involved.
The same applies now. With the banner raised, even if they are not selected, they can still get a good marriage, which makes them like Qingyin even more.
Qingyin didn't object to their affection for each other, which was based on mutual benefit. If you use benefits well, you have to think carefully about the consequences even if you change your mind. Who can say that the superficial care that lasts a lifetime isn't genuine?
After quickly packing her things and saying goodbye to Minghui and the others, Qingyin led Zeng Li and Zhimeng out of Chuxiu Palace, where they had stayed for almost a month.
Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled patterns on Qingyin's smooth face, creating a dreamlike scene.
Qingyin was also a little dazed until she saw the eunuch from before. Only then did she come back to her senses, smile calmly at him, and embark on a new journey.
Along the way, Qingyin figured out who the people arranged in Chuxiu Palace came from. She guessed it was the Ninth Prince, Yintang. She just didn't know when he saw her, which puzzled her.
Meanwhile, in Yikun Palace, Consort Yi, dressed in her finest attire, waited with a mixture of curiosity and nervousness for the Princess Qinrou, who had captivated both her son and nephew.
He Lu looked at the slightly nervous Consort Yi and found it somewhat amusing, so she comforted her mistress.
"Your Highness, Princess Qinrou seems to have a good personality. I think Your Highness will like her."
"Sigh, I hope so." Children are all debts. That day, her son Yinzhen ran excitedly to her palace and said a lot of things. He said that he had no interest in the throne. Finding a lowly consort would not only help him avoid his father's attention, but also that Princess Qinrou was beautiful, and he was good-looking. He said that their children would definitely be even more beautiful, and so on. His long string of nonsensical words actually convinced her a little.
As a concubine who had been favored by the Emperor, she understood Kangxi. Ultimately, the Emperor was a man who valued power and profit. Now the Emperor favored the Crown Prince, but it was not certain that the Emperor would continue to do so in the future... Moreover, she knew her two children very well and understood them to some extent. The Fifth Prince was physically weak and his intelligence was only average. The Ninth Prince was clever, but he was also very playful and always focused on making money. He could be good at making money, but becoming the Crown Prince was definitely a pipe dream. To be honest, she had never thought about letting her children compete for the throne.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was a good idea. Consort Yi gave Yin Tang a few perfunctory replies, but her attitude softened considerably. Of course, Consort Yi was certain that she wasn't changing her mind because of her handsome grandson. Cough, absolutely not!
Back to today, Consort Yi, dressed in a dark purple cheongsam, sat at the head of the table. She planned to take a good look at what kind of person this Lin was. It wouldn't do if she was just beautiful but stupid. Thinking of this, Consort Yi's expression became even more serious.
"Your Highness, Princess Qinrou has arrived," He Lu stepped forward to remind her.
"Let her in."
A single glance back, a smile that could launch a thousand ships; the beauties of the six palaces pale in comparison.
Consort Yi was stunned. At this moment, she understood why her son was so determined to marry Lin Qinrou, who came from a humble background.
Consort Yi came from the Guoluo clan and had a good family background. She was also educated, but she didn't like studying when she was young. She secretly read a miscellaneous book about Yang Guifei, in which a poet described her as "a smile that could launch a thousand ships, making all the beauties of the six palaces pale in comparison." At that time, she was still young and believed the description in the poem. She happily ran to her brother to show off, but her brother said that it was just an exaggeration and was false.
She was heartbroken at the time. Later, when she grew up and entered the palace herself, she also felt that the poem was fake. But now she was in a daze, looking at the stunning beauty who seemed to have stepped out of the poem, breathtaking and captivating.
If Yang Guifei looked like this, it's no wonder the poem describes her that way.
Consort Yi stared blankly at the woman in green below, while Qingyin glanced at her future mother-in-law, Consort Yi, out of the corner of her eye. As expected of Consort Yi who gave birth to the beautiful Ninth Prince, the Empress was also stunningly beautiful. Although she was older, the years had given her a mature beauty, like fine red wine that only gets better with age.
After Consort Yi stood there stunned for a while, He Lu reminded her, "Your Majesty, the tea is cold."
"Oh right, cough, Lin, get up quickly. Now that you have been betrothed by the Emperor, you can live comfortably in Yikun Palace. If you need anything, just tell Helu, or you can tell me."
"This humble woman thanks Your Majesty." Qingyin smiled sweetly, her thick eyelashes falling on her face, making her appear even more obedient.
At this moment, Consort Yi found Qingyin more and more pleasing to the eye. Looking at her stunning beauty, Consort Yi's eyes revealed a hint of joy. No wonder that brat Yinzhen immediately shoved her into his bowl as soon as he saw her. He must say, well done! Thinking of her future beautiful and adorable grandson, Consort Yi's gaze towards Qingyin became even more intense.
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