Thinking this, Wang Yuru smiled and said:
"It's alright, what's wrong with eating this? Princess Anping seems to be a clean person, it's not like flies or rats can't be eaten just because she touched it. This fried cake is delicious, I don't want to waste it!"
Princess Anping, already feeling extremely awkward sitting to the side, was further humiliated by Wang Yuru's words, which used terms like "flies" and "rats." She, a princess, had never been so belittled before. Her face flushed red, she stood up, pointed at Wang Yuru, and retorted:
"What are you saying? Who are you calling flies and rats? I think your whole family are flies and rats!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yuru frowned, stood up, put her hands on her hips, glared at Princess Anping, and replied:
"What are you saying? Are you stupid? Is it wrong for me to say you're not a fly or a rat? Or are you the fly or a rat?"
As she spoke, Wang Yuru took another step forward, staring at Princess Anping, and continued:
"You'd better leave quickly. Madam Jiang is most afraid of encountering a rotten apple like you when she runs her business. The young master and I are sitting here having a nice meal, and you come in and ruin the mood. Just looking at your face makes me want to vomit!"
Jiang Yuwei, who was entertaining guests, heard the commotion and quickly squeezed out to calm things down:
"Everyone, calm down. Stop arguing. We're all old friends, there's no need to make a fool of ourselves in front of others."
Princess Qinglan was furious when she saw Jiang Yuwei come out.
"Who are you an old acquaintance of? You're just a country bumpkin, don't even think about knowing us."
Upon hearing this, Ning Zixuan could no longer contain himself. He stood up and looked at Princess Qinglan and Princess Anping, saying in a deep voice:
"Get out of here while I'm talking nicely!"
Princess Anping thought that after that banquet, her marriage to Ning Zixuan was a sure thing. After all, the princess seemed to like her very much, and she had known Ning Zixuan since childhood, so they could be considered childhood sweethearts.
Therefore, in her heart, she was already Ning Zixuan's fiancée in name only, and all that was missing was a marriage certificate.
Princess Anping had been waiting for the betrothal gifts from Prince Jing's mansion ever since she returned to the palace that day, but she waited and waited without any news.
Princess Qinglan comforted her, saying that Ning Zixuan had just broken off his engagement with the Li family, and that it would be difficult for him to arrange a new marriage so hastily, as this would surely draw criticism.
Princess Anping thought about it privately and realized that it was indeed a valid reason. She had waited for more than ten years, so what difference would a little more time make?
So today, I thought of inviting Princess Qinglan out for a stroll to relax. But little did I expect that as soon as Qinglan went out, she took me straight to Jin Street.
It wasn't until I saw Jiang Yuwei's newly opened shop here that I saw Ning Zixuan sitting inside the shop eating with Wang Yuru.
Princess Anping was filled with apprehension, fearing that Wang Yurou would take her place, which led to her sarcastic remarks upon entering the room.
But she never expected that Ning Zixuan would actually tell her to get lost, especially since Ning Zixuan had been protecting Wang Yuru at every turn.
She couldn't think of anything good about Wang Yuru. She was of average appearance and family background. She didn't know any of the traditional arts that young ladies from noble families could do, such as playing the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. All she did all day was practice swordsmanship and spear fighting. She didn't look like a proper woman at all.
Thinking this, Princess Anping felt increasingly ashamed and indignant. Now that Ning Zixuan had spoken ill of her in front of so many people, she naturally felt too embarrassed to stay any longer. So she cried and grabbed Princess Qinglan's hand, running outside.
Seeing this, Jiang Yuwei could only shake her head and smile at Wang Yurou:
"Miss Wang, please sit down and continue eating. I'm happy to see you enjoying your meal. Please feel free to eat as much as you like today; it's on me."
When Wang Yuru heard Jiang Yuwei say that she could eat as much as she wanted, her anger immediately dissipated. She happily thanked Jiang Yuwei and sat down to continue eating.
Wang Yuru took a few bites and, seeing that Ning Zixuan was still standing there with a stern face, reached out her greasy hand and tugged at Ning Zixuan's sleeve. She looked up at Ning Zixuan with wide eyes and said:
"Young Master, what are you standing for? Sit down and continue eating! It would be a waste if I ate all this delicious food by myself!"
Seeing that she only had eyes for food, Ning Zixuan shook his head and sat down.
Seeing him sit down, Wang Yuru smiled sweetly at him, handed him a skewer of fried food, and said softly:
"Thank you for speaking up for me, Your Highness!"
Ning Zixuan looked at her smiling face, and subconsciously reached out to take the fried skewers from her hand and started eating them too.
Princess Anping pulled Princess Qinglan out of Haochi City and then burst into tears. She had never suffered such grievances in her life.
Although she liked Ning Zixuan from the bottom of her heart, she hesitated when she saw Ning Zixuan getting angry at her.
Seeing Princess Anping crying so bitterly, Qinglan quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears.
“Anping, stop crying. You won’t get anything out of the prince right now. Why don’t you try talking to the princess instead? I saw at the banquet that the princess genuinely liked you.”
Anping immediately stopped crying upon hearing Qinglan's words, and looked at her in confusion, saying:
"But what good is it if the prince doesn't like me, and the princess does like me? It's not like the princess is marrying me."
Qinglan smiled and gently smoothed Anping's hair from her forehead.
"Are you confused? No matter how powerful the prince is, he still has to listen to the princess. Since ancient times, marriages have always been arranged by parents and matchmakers. Even if he is the prince, he can't escape it. As long as the princess is determined to accept you as her only daughter-in-law, we won't be afraid of even if there are eight more Wang Yurous!"
Anping stared wide-eyed at Qinglan.
"But the princess is sick and doesn't go out all day, how can I get close to her?"
Qinglan smiled and said:
"If she doesn't go out, can't you just bring some things and go to visit her? It's perfectly acceptable for a junior to care for a senior, isn't it?"
Anping nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, then hesitated and said:
“But if we can think of a solution, Wang Yuru can certainly think of one too. Even if she can’t, her mother should know, right?”
Qinglan chuckled and tapped Princess Anping on the head.
"You really are a blockhead. What does Wang Yuru have to compare with you? Whether it's looks or family background, the princess will be on your side. If you also show filial piety, thoughtfulness, and understanding, then the princess won't need to consider anyone else."
After hearing Qinglan's words, Princess Anping was no longer troubled, so she smiled and took Qinglan's arm, saying:
"Qinglan, you're so good at this! Let's go buy a gift for the Princess right now!"
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