Chapter Seventy-Seven
Li Zhiwei remained much calmer than Lin Ziyi, who was utterly astonished.
After all, she didn't recognize any of the beauties here.
As for whether those people were concubines or officials' families, Li Zhiwei didn't care much. She only hoped that she wouldn't draw too much attention and cause trouble for Xu Heming.
"Oh, this must be the future Princess Consort An?"
However, Li Zhiwei's attempt to play the fool was destined to fail.
After all, who wouldn't be curious about a woman who could become the Princess Consort of An?
Moreover, the fact that Li Zhiwei donated her generous dowry to the imperial court made everyone even more curious about her.
"?" Li Zhiwei looked at the woman in palace attire in front of her.
She doesn't know her.
"This humble woman greets Consort Lan. May Consort Lan be blessed with longevity and good health." Lin Ziyi quickly bowed to Consort Lan, wanting Li Zhiwei to know who the person in front of her was.
"This humble woman greets Consort Lan. May Consort Lan enjoy boundless blessings and peace." Upon hearing this, Li Zhiwei breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Lin Ziyi was present today.
Otherwise, I'd be incredibly embarrassed, and most importantly, I might offend the Emperor and his ladies, who would then punish me for disrespect.
I feel powerless to even try to exonerate myself.
"Madam Wei has come too. Why does Madam Wei look so haggard?" Consort Lan glanced at Lin Ziyi, her tone not very friendly.
After all, because of Lin Ziyi, she missed an opportunity to point out Li Zhiwei's mistakes.
I felt a little annoyed.
Thinking back, she had previously wanted to betroth her niece, Song Qingya, to Prince An as his concubine, but Prince An had refused.
What kind of noblewoman would Prince An have wanted? Unexpectedly, he found a lowly merchant's daughter.
Even now, Li Tianyou is the Vice Minister of Revenue, but in Consort Lan's eyes, he is still not enough.
Even if Li Zhiwei were foolish at this moment, she would know that Consort Lan seemed to dislike her.
But why?
"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Consort Lan." Lin Ziyi smiled apologetically, but her heart still ached. After all, how could she recover from the pain of her husband's infidelity so quickly?
However, now that he is in the palace, he naturally has to be on his guard.
"I've heard that Young Master Wei and the Heir Apparent of Prince An are at odds, but I didn't expect that you two get along so well," Consort Lan said, looking at the two of them with a mocking expression.
"It's just kids bickering, don't take it seriously. They may be arguing today, but they'll be best friends again tomorrow," Lin Ziyi said with a smile.
She didn't know why Consort Lan harbored such strong hostility towards Li Zhiwei.
In response to Consort Lan's words, Li Zhiwei could only smile awkwardly and say nothing.
After all, she had not yet married Prince An, and Xu Qingshi was the son of Prince An and his former wife, so she really couldn't say much.
It would be more appropriate for Lin Ziyi to speak at this time.
"Miss Li, is it? Your Prince An is quite sought after. There are many noble ladies in the capital who want to marry him. You'd better keep a close eye on him." Consort Lan was a little annoyed that Princess An didn't seem to react to what she had said.
"Your Highness Consort Lan is right," Li Zhiwei replied obediently.
After all, many people wanted to marry Prince An, so this shouldn't be surprising.
Looking at the calm and composed Li Zhiwei, Consort Lan felt as if she had punched a cotton ball.
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