After Mrs. Bo left, an imperial decree was sent to the Duke of Lingguo's Mansion, promising the eldest daughter of the Duke of Lingguo to Prince Bo as his second wife.
It was previously said that the third princess had passed away, and the eighth princess who conspired with the three ministers is now imprisoned in the palace and will be married off to Sichuan and Yunnan in May.
That day, the Eighth Princess, unable to accept her marriage to a distant land in Sichuan and Yunnan, dismissed the palace maids and then took out a white silk silk and strung it over the beams of the house. She had only intended to cause a scene and force her father to rescind his order. Unexpectedly, due to her own fall from favor, no one in the palace was guarding the door.
When she kicked the stool and struggled desperately with her neck trapped in the white silk, no one rushed in to save her. When she was on the verge of death, the Eighth Princess regretted that she should not have listened to the Third Princess' nonsense and put herself in this situation.
On the other side, Lan'er in the Marquis of Xiangyang's mansion tiptoed towards a room.
Princess Pingning, who married into the Duke of Qi's mansion, did not take Lan'er with her, but left her in the Marquis of Xiangyang's mansion.
The door creaked open, and Lan'er quickly moved in and carefully closed the door. But before she could look around, she was hit on the head with a club, and then she fell into darkness.
When Lan'er woke up again, she could only hear the sound of crying. One of the voices sounded like a thirty-year-old saying, "Cry, why are you crying? She was just a princess who fell out of favor and married far away. Even if she died, the emperor and empress wouldn't blame us."
Lan'er's mind was turning, and she felt discomfort in her throat and neck. She reached out and touched her neck.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!..." However, she didn't expect that her action would make the palace maids in front of the bed scream.
With a flash, Lan'er opened her eyes and looked coldly towards the source of the sound.
One of the older ones was the first to regain composure, her voice the same as the one who had just spoken. Seeing Lan'er looking at her, she put on an excited expression and rushed forward, saying, "Princess, Princess, you're awake!"
Molan, already accustomed to rebirth, was suddenly filled with excitement. Princess! This was an identity she had never dared to imagine. In the past, she had only thought of being a legitimate daughter and was content, but now she had become a princess.
Molan pointed to her neck, and the older maid quickly said, "Princess, you hurt your throat. Wait a moment, I'll bring you a bowl of sweet soup to soothe your throat."
After she finished speaking, she turned to the other two frightened maids and said, "Be calm. The princess is of royal blood, blessed with great fortune and protection from heaven. It's not surprising that she woke up. Don't make a fuss."
Then he pointed at one of the palace maids and said, "Go to the Imperial Kitchen and order a bowl of throat-soothing sweet soup."
The little palace maid nodded quickly, bowed to Molan, and hurried out of the room.
Molan's throat was so sore that she couldn't speak. She opened her eyes and looked around silently, and soon she saw the white silk hanging on the beam.
When the older maid saw Molan staring at the white silk, she quickly said to another maid, "Why don't you take the white silk off the beam? It's just making the princess sad."
Then she comforted Molan, "Princess, please allow me to say a few words. You are a thousand-lord body, even if you marry to Sichuan or Yunnan, your life will not be worse than in the palace. Besides, Lord Gu, the Ningyuan Marquis of the capital, is stationed there. If the prince consort's family dares to act presumptuously, Princess can ask Lord Gu to seek justice."
Ningyuan Hou Gu, yes, the old marquis is gone, and Gu Yankai has become the new Ningyuan Hou. In the past, I tried my best to get a job in Ningyuan Hou, but I couldn't get in. Now I am a princess who is high above everyone else. When the time comes, even this Ningyuan Hou will have to pay homage to me.
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