There was once a girl who went to a jewelry store to buy jewelry before her marriage. She accidentally touched Princess Lin'an and was slapped in the face in public. The girl was so humiliated that she hanged herself when she got home.
Princess Lin'an's reputation is getting worse and worse; when she goes out, everyone avoids her.
"An Rong is really unlucky to have been chosen by her."
Who can argue with that?
"Is that Lu Chaoyang you found reliable? If not, I'll go and bring An Rong back." With her martial arts skills, she could come and go freely in the Song family.
Yuan Doudou stopped her, saying, "Don't be impulsive. Offending Princess Lin'an might be bad for you. Let's wait and see."
No matter how capable Lu Chaoyang is, he still needs some time.
The Song family.
Qinghe Garden, in a small building.
There were seven or eight delicious dishes on the table, along with a bottle of ten-year-old Daughter Red wine.
This was specially prepared for An Rong by Princess Lin'an. It has been delivered to An Rong for half a day, and An Rong has been sitting there without moving.
"Has he eaten?" Song Lin'an was copying scriptures in the room.
Caiwei lowered her head: "Young Master An has not eaten."
Song Lin'an stopped writing, a hint of displeasure appearing on her delicate face.
Is he trying to go on a hunger strike?
She hasn't agreed to An Rong's death yet, so An Rong can't die.
"Go tell him that if he doesn't eat, his wife should come and eat with him." I don't believe he can remain unmoved.
Caiwei accepted the order and left.
Song Lin'an continued copying scriptures, which was her greatest pastime, all in order to fulfill her wishes.
"Miss, Lord Lu has arrived," Caijia said softly as she entered from outside.
Song Lin'an frowned. What was he doing here?
"Quickly, invite him in."
Lu Chaoyang was her cousin, not too far removed by blood. However, her mother and Princess Ningping had a long-standing feud, and although Lu Chaoyang had come to this place to serve as an official, they rarely interacted.
Lu Chaoyang followed Caijia, and after going around the winding corridor, they arrived at Qinghe Garden.
"Cousin, what brings you here?" Song Lin'an asked with a smile, more beautiful than the pink lotus.
Song Lin'an held up the exquisitely crafted box in his hand and smiled, "I received a treasure and thought my cousin would like it. Also, it's been a long time since we last saw each other, so I brought it to you personally. I hope you don't mind."
The smile in his eyes didn't reach his heart.
He had many younger sisters. In terms of appearance, no one could match Princess Lin'an, but in terms of heart, no one could match her viciousness.
The more you hate her in your heart, the more you have to pretend to be kind and pleasant on the surface.
“How could that be? I’m more than happy that my cousin came to visit me. Caijia, please accept the gift.”
Caijia took the gift box and went inside.
"Cousin, please have some tea."
Lu Chaoyang smiled, picked up the cup, and took a light sniff. It was a Tianshan Snow wine worth a thousand or two thousand gold pieces.
"This is really good tea." But all you can taste is money.
It's incredibly vulgar.
Song Lin'an smiled smugly, "Cousin, what brings you here?"
She didn't believe that Lu Chaoyang was just coming to see her. In the past, when her father invited him to visit, he always declined on the pretext of being busy with official business.
"Of course I miss my cousin. She is incredibly beautiful, and I have missed her terribly since I haven't seen her for many days."
He almost vomited; saying things against his conscience would get him struck by lightning.
Song Lin'an grew increasingly smug, a hint of ambiguous emotion flickering in her foxy eyes.
She grew up in a privileged environment, and everyone around her praised her for her extraordinary beauty. She increasingly felt that her beauty was unparalleled and unmatched.
My cousin came from Kyoto, so he was naturally surrounded by beautiful women. Yet, he was captivated by his own beauty, which shows just how beautiful she was.
"My sister is a beauty of unparalleled grace; I wonder which fine young man will be fortunate enough to marry her in the future."
Lu Chaoyang feigned distress, making it seem to Song Lin'an that he was genuinely worried about him.
Song Lin'an smiled knowingly, "I don't need my cousin to worry about me. My parents will take care of it for me."
Lu Chaoyang thought with disdain, "Your good parents indulge you in everything, letting you do whatever you want."
“I heard that my aunt has asked my mother to find you a good marriage in Kyoto.”
Song Lin'an almost dropped the teacup in his hand.
"Cousin, are you serious?"
How come she hadn't heard of it?
Her parents treated her like a precious gem, and they would discuss everything with her in advance.
"When has your cousin ever lied to you? You can ask your aunt if you don't believe me."
Song Lin'an was an impatient person, and she couldn't hold back any longer. "Cousin, I suddenly remembered that I have something to do, so I can't keep you company."
"Okay, I'll come see you another day."
Lu Chaoyang watched her hurried departure and curled his lips into a smile. What a romantic!
Only a few maids were left in the courtyard to clean, and no one cared where he went.
Lu Chaoyang looked around and found that the door to the small building was locked.
He leaned closer to the door and whispered through the crack, "Is An Rong inside?"
An Rong heard someone speaking, but not knowing whether they were friend or foe, he remained silent.
“Young Master An, I am Lu Chaoyang. Dou Dou sent me to rescue you.”
An Rong immediately got up and walked to the door.
"How about we tease her?" He was locked up here, and his biggest worry was about DouDou.
Lu Chaoyang replied, "She's fine, she's just worried about you."
"I'll take you away right now."
Lu Chaoyang went around in circles, found a stone, and smashed the door lock in a few moments.
An Rong walked out of the room and saw Lu Chaoyang, who was dressed in brocade and had a handsome face.
He and DouDou must have a close relationship, right?
"Hurry up, Lin'an will be back soon."
Lu Chaoyang was stunned when he saw An Rong. He had seen countless beautiful women, but he had never seen a man as handsome as An Rong before.
No wonder Dou Dou still misses him so much, remaining devoted to him even after he's been dead for three years.
No wonder my cousin, a princess, insisted on taking another man's husband. Damn it, anyone would make a mistake in that situation.
Since ancient times, beautiful women have often brought disaster. Lu Chaoyang had a thought: why not just let An Rong fend for herself here?
"I can't leave."
Lu Chaoyang turned around and saw that An Rong was still standing there motionless.
"Are you worried that she might harm DouDou?"
An Rong frowned and nodded.
Lu Chaoyang had no choice but to assure him, "Don't worry, I will protect her."
No matter how arrogant the Princess of Lin'an is, she will not disrespect him.
So what if her father is the richest man? Can he compare to her father, who was a prime minister? Of course not.
An Rong thought about his poison and decided that since he was going to die anyway, he might as well die by Dou Dou's side.
"Okay, I'll go with you."
Lu Chaoyang wanted to leave the Song family as soon as possible. He evaded the servants and led An Rong over the wall to escape.
When Song Lin'an returned from her mother's Suolingzhai, the maidservant cried and said that Anrong was missing.
She trembled with rage: "Lu Chaoyang, you're dead."
Lu Chaoyang sneezed three times in a row while sitting in the carriage.
"Oh no, my cousin is going to hate me now."
An Rong looked up, finding it hard to reconcile the image of the refined gentleman before her with that ruthless woman.
"Why are you looking at me like that? She is her, and I am me."
He was also the only son in his family, and his father was very strict with him from a young age, which prevented him from developing an arrogant personality.
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