After leaving Pingning Palace, she followed closely behind the Crown Prince.
Zhao Cong, being the legitimate son of the Empress and the Crown Prince of Da Ning, demonstrates the Emperor's recognition of his abilities. Even if he favors Prince Jing, he shouldn't treat the Crown Prince...
How to put it? Just like how the Jiang couple loathed Lin Qingwan, they would immediately start blaming her.
How much mental strength does a person need to withstand the growth deficiencies caused by parental favoritism, and also have the courage and self-control to repair themselves while raising children?
After her initial surprise, Lin Qingwan also wanted to escape the shadow cast by her parents, just like the Crown Prince.
At this moment, the nanny beside Consort Ning chased after her, "Miss Qingwan, Her Highness the Consort is worried about the Prince and specifically sent me to ask if he has hurt you?"
Lin Qingwan shook her head. "No."
The old woman handed over a pair of jade-green bracelets, saying, "This is a small token of the Imperial Concubine's appreciation. Please do not blame the Prince, Miss."
Lin Qingwan understood what Consort Ning meant, and her face turned pale. "I just made myself clear. The Prince did not hurt me. I don't want Consort Ning's things."
The old woman's smile vanished, and she was about to say something more when Zhao Cong coldly said, "Let's go."
Lin Qingwan showed no hesitation and walked even faster than before, as if afraid that the old woman would catch up again.
It wasn't until she left the palace and breathed in the air that was no longer oppressive that she felt she was still alive.
Zhao Cong walked ahead, his back filled with her short, disordered breathing. For the first time, he felt his own mind being disturbed.
Surprisingly, he wasn't angry.
"Get in the car."
Upon hearing the Crown Prince's words, Lin Qingwan realized that the Prime Minister's carriage was not waiting for her outside the palace!
Tong Di pulled the carriage closer, and Lin Qingwan's nervous heartbeat calmed down a bit when she saw him. "Guard Tong."
Zhao Cong's gaze sharpened slightly when he saw the slight smile that unconsciously appeared on her lips as she spoke to Tong Di.
"Miss Qingwan." Tong Di looked her over immediately, wanting to ask if she was injured, but then she thought that with the Crown Prince present, he would definitely not let her suffer any loss.
Tong Di avoided her gaze, "I will escort you back to the Prime Minister's residence."
"Okay." Lin Qingwan calmed down.
Given his habits and his attitude, Zhao Cong should have returned to the Eastern Palace at this time, but instead he said, "I will see you off."
Tong Di was just as surprised as Lin Qingwan; their gazes were so similar.
Zhao Cong felt something was off and raised an eyebrow, asking Lin Qingwan, "Did you give Feng'er his New Year's money?"
Lin Qingwan was taken aback.
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