They are sisters from the same family, so Lin Yimiao's appearance is naturally not bad. Besides, there is no ugly teenage girl. Wherever she stands, she is a beautiful sight.
"Big sister looks really pretty today."
There were other people nearby, watching Lin Chunhuan skillfully sign language. Lin Yimiao raised her chin proudly and responded indifferently. Although she was indifferent, she did not embarrass her. "You can ride with me today."
"Don't let others see it and say that our mansion treats concubines harshly."
Lin Chunhuan nodded obediently and waved to Lu Fu as he got into the carriage, indicating that she didn't need to worry.
As soon as he sat down, the arrogance on Lin Yimiao's face disappeared, and he grabbed Lin Chunhuan's hand and asked, "Can this method you mentioned really work?"
"What if I fail?!"
How could it fail? Lin Yimiao had succeeded countless times with this method in the past, but this time, there was just an extra spectator like her.
Lin Chunhuan smiled to reassure the other party, "Don't worry, just do as we agreed."
"But what if the person who saved me wasn't the King of Qin? What if it was a servant..."
Lin Chunhuan laughed and looked at Lin Yimiao with a playful look in her eyes, "Big sister, why are you panicking? If the person who saved you wasn't the King of Qin, would your father be willing to marry you off casually?"
"At most, let me take your place."
Hearing this, Lin Yimiao was silent for a moment.
A woman's reputation is of utmost importance. If the two of them scheme to make her fall into the water when His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin appears and have physical contact with her, she will certainly not be able to marry the prince again.
For her father, letting her become the Princess of Qin was the best choice.
If the event she mentioned really happened, her father would simply push the worthless concubine's daughter out and let her, the legitimate daughter, stay in the position of the future Crown Princess with dignity.
She could find another opportunity to refuse the marriage.
No matter how you look at it, this design will benefit her in every way.
But because of this... Lin Yimiao looked at Lin Chunhuan deeply, "You have helped me to this extent, aren't you afraid that your expectations of becoming the Crown Princess will be dashed?"
"If the news that you fell into the water and were carried out by a man gets out, there will be no hope from now on."
"What's the difference?" Lin Chunhuan adjusted her skirt nonchalantly. "A dumb concubine's daughter from a marquis's mansion, and a dumb concubine's daughter who fell into the water. Does that mean the former can catch the eye of the royal family?"
Lin Yimiao was choked by the retort, "Forget it, it's your own choice anyway, don't regret it later and come to me crying."
In response, Lin Chunhuan just smiled and was too lazy to say anything.
The banquet in the palace was naturally extraordinary, but this time it was hosted by the Concubine Dowager, and all the guests were female. As soon as they got off the carriage, they were greeted by a gust of fragrant breeze.
The young ladies from each family were dressed up like butterflies, walking around in the crowd. Even without the spring scenery, it would be hard to take your eyes off them.
After the previous emperor passed away, all the concubines without children were buried with him. The queen dowager was lucky and gave birth to two sons. After the new emperor ascended the throne, she asked the emperor for grace and moved to the palace of her youngest son.
Now she is considered an approachable old lady, and she is happy to attend any flower show or banquet held in someone's home.
However, this was the first time that the Concubine Dowager took the initiative to hold a poetry meeting. Many people outside speculated that the Concubine Dowager was going to select a princess for the King of Qin, and those who had daughters at home were all trying their best to select one.
"Just follow me later. If anyone looks at you or greets you, just nod. Everyone knows you can't talk, so no one will embarrass you."
Lin Chunhuan nodded, and after getting off the carriage, she closed her mouth tightly.
It’s good to be a mute. A mute will not be noticed by anyone, and no one will take him or her to heart.
Watching Lin Yimiao moving with ease among the noble ladies, Lin Chunhuan lowered his head silently.
Those who know her are the daughter of the Marquis's Mansion, while those who don't might even think she is Lin Yimiao's maid.
"Hey, isn't this Miss Lin?"
Hearing this voice, Lin Yimiao, who was chatting and laughing with others, froze slightly. When he turned around, his expression had returned to normal, "Miss Zhang is here too."
"Of course you have to come. But you, I heard that this poetry gathering is for the Concubine Dowager to select a princess for His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin. Your mansion has already promised the Crown Prince a princess, so why are you joining in the fun?"
Faced with such irony, if it was really the seventeen-year-old Lin Yimiao, he would definitely not be able to suppress his anger, but the one standing here now was Lin Yimiao who had been staying up late in the Eastern Palace for more than twenty years.
Facing the sarcasm of Miss Zhang, he simply lowered his head and smiled faintly, "I heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here today. The marriage is all arranged by the family. Unlike you, Miss Zhang, your mistress is reluctant to let you go and insists on staying at home for two more years."
The Zhang family is a family of generals.
But the backyard is not peaceful at all. The things that happen every day can be written into a storybook.
Miss Zhang's face looked a little ugly. Her mother was originally her father's legal wife, but her father made great contributions on the battlefield, and the family's status also rose.
Originally this was a great thing, as she was the legitimate eldest daughter and her status was extremely precious.
But the princess fell in love with the general, a member of the royal family, and there was no reason for him to be his concubine. Her mother, who was once the main wife, became a concubine in the blink of an eye. The pain she felt could not be fully explained in three days and three nights.
Take Miss Zhang's marriage for example. She should have met someone a few years ago, but the one in charge was the princess, and her father never cared about the affairs of the royal family.
It was delayed year after year, and the eldest daughter of the Zhang family was about to turn twenty after the New Year, but there was no plan for her marriage. She was forced to become an old maid. If it weren't for this.
It's not like I would come to this poetry gathering to try my luck without my mistress.
Lin Chunhuan also knew about this. Seeing that Lin Yimiao was poking at people's lungs as soon as he opened his mouth, he lowered his head and slightly bent his lower lip.
But unexpectedly, Miss Zhang didn't dare to do anything to Lin Yimiao openly. After all, in public, Lin Yimiao was the Crown Princess who had already been approved by the Emperor.
But he turned his attention to Lin Chunhuan.
There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone as he spoke, "Why haven't I seen this person next to Miss Lin before?"
"You don't say anything when you see us. This isn't the way people in the Marquisate should be taught, is it?"
Lin Yimiao lowered her eyelids and said, "This is my fourth sister."
The fourth son of the Lin family is not good at speaking. Everyone knew what Lin Yimiao said. They looked at Lin Chunhuan with ridicule and a little sympathy in their eyes.
Women in the harem are like this: bad, but not completely bad.
It's so bad, so dirty, so impure, and so annoying.
Lin Chunhuan said nothing, but since she was mentioned, she had to be polite and bowed slightly. Unexpectedly, Miss Zhang laughed even louder, "So it's the little mute in the Marquis' Mansion!"
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