Footsteps sounded outside, and someone walked towards the sedan chair.
"The person is tied up. Find two people to get him out and quietly slip him in through the side door, so no one sees him and he doesn't become a laughingstock."
It was a woman's voice, rude and bossy.
"Yes!" Someone immediately lifted the curtain, and upon lifting it, they were stunned.
"What are you standing there for? You're in the way!" Someone shoved the person in front of them, but then froze himself.
Inside, a delicate young girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, was smiling at the two of them. Her demeanor was so refined that she could easily be mistaken for a girl from a noble family, let alone a village girl.
No, some daughters of prominent families are far inferior to her.
Linghu Lan stepped out of the sedan chair with a smile.
The two of them instinctively stepped aside, both puzzled. They had expected to see a crying girl, but instead, a cheerful and adorable young woman appeared.
That's quite a big difference!
The two thought again, "What's the point of laughing now? In less than fifteen minutes, the lady will be disciplining them until they cry."
No matter if a girl enters the Prince's mansion crying or laughing, she will eventually leave lying down.
Linghu Lan stepped out of the sedan chair, feeling even more refreshed. She looked around with her beautiful eyes. It was a small door, where concubines were always carried in quietly. They had no status and were like purchased goods.
The woman who spoke at the beginning seemed to be a manager. When she saw Linghu Lan's appearance, she was stunned for a moment. She was quite the seductive little vixen. She should talk to the madam and teach her a lesson.
She sneered, "Since you've come down, then come in yourself. Our Prince's Mansion is a respectable family. If you act all frivolous like this, people who don't know better will think that the master bought a girl from a brothel. If you come in here, then you should toned down your old ways. Otherwise, you'll ruin the reputation of our Prince's Mansion."
Linghu Lan smiled.
You unruly servant!
She'd seen too many people like that and was too lazy to bother with them anymore.
The woman was even angrier when she saw Linghu Lan smile. She was the lady's confidante, and no one in the Prince's mansion dared to disregard her.
She flew into a rage and said coldly, "I just remembered, you're a nobody, so naturally you don't know what reputation is. Guards, drag him in. What kind of behavior is this, dawdling like this?"
Immediately, someone reached out to grab Linghu Lan, but when their hand touched Linghu Lan's sleeve, it was as if they saw a ghostly underworld for a moment. They were so frightened that they sat down on the ground and staggered back.
"A ghost!"
Linghu Lan looked down at her sleeves. Over the years, she had dealt with so many ghosts and learned quite a few ghost talismans. In the previous world, Mo Tang was the Ghost King, and she was a pen spirit master, so learning these talismans was too easy for her.
"A ghost?" The woman was stunned for a moment, then became angry.
"You bunch of lackeys, what nonsense are you spouting in broad daylight? Today is the master's special day. If you keep talking nonsense, you'll be punished! Lazybones who don't want to work, have you been bewitched by this little vixen? I'll make sure you tell your parents about this tomorrow."
"No, Mama Li, there really was something strange when I touched her sleeve just now. It wasn't that we didn't help." Someone came to their senses and realized that they themselves actually doubted their own judgment, but they still wanted to explain themselves for fear of being blamed.
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