The daughter of the emperor was reborn and was spoiled by the sickly prince.

After returning from Lingxiao Tower, it was still early, and Liao Qinglan was not in a hurry to go home, but went directly to Anyuan Marquis Mansion.

She had a close friendship with Princess Qinghe, and there was no need for the cumbersome formalities of visiting cards or notifications between the two. As soon as Liao Qinglan arrived, she was taken directly to Princess Qinghe's boudoir.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw Princess Qinghe copying a calligraphy piece at her desk with great concentration.

Hearing footsteps, Princess Qinghe looked up and saw that it was Liao Qinglan coming. She hurriedly put away the calligraphy in her hand.

"Qinglan, why are you here?" Qinghe stood up to greet her.

Liao Qinglan smiled slightly, walked to Princess Qinghe, and jokingly said, "Why, I came at a bad time and disturbed your calligraphy practice?"

Princess Qinghe blushed slightly and stammered, "Nothing... nothing, just writing casually."

Liao Qinglan had sharp eyes and could see at a glance how panicked Princess Qinghe was.

She leaned over and looked at the words Qinghe had just written.

It turned out to be a love poem full of affection.

Liao Qinglan understood and thought to herself, "What she just put away must be the letter Zhang Fengshan sent her."

She did not continue to ask about the love poem, but instead began to talk about her experience in Lingxiao Tower today.

"It's strange. I met a group of perverts in Lingxiao Tower today. One of them took a piece of silk handkerchief and kept saying it was yours. Don't you think it's outrageous?"

Upon hearing this, Princess Qinghe suddenly became nervous, grabbed Liao Qinglan's hand, and asked anxiously: "Ah? Are you okay? Were they rude to you?"

Liao Qinglan felt warm in her heart.

It was no small matter that a woman's handkerchief was left stranded outside, but even so, Qinghe was most concerned about her safety rather than himself.

With such a friendship, how could she just watch Qinghe jump into the fire pit!

She patted Qinghe's hand gently and said soothingly, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Jinxiu couldn't help but interrupt, "Miss, you make it easy, but those people are not good people! Not only did they make up gossips about you and Princess Qinghe, they also made moves on you. They are so shameless! If I hadn't been here, I don't know what they would have done!"

Jinxiu became angry and looked indignant when she thought about what happened today.

Liao Qinglan secretly praised in her heart, thinking that this girl performed really well today, and she would definitely give her a raise in her monthly salary and reward her well when she got back.

Princess Qinghe was so angry that her face turned red after hearing Jinxiu's words. She angrily said, "You are plotting against us? Who on earth is this crazy person? How dare he be so rude!"

Liao Qinglan shook her head and said, "I don't know their identities either. I just heard that they seem to be new Jinshi this year."

"Newly-appointed Jinshi?" Princess Qinghe was stunned for a moment, as if she had thought of something, and asked in disbelief, "Qinglan, is this year's Tanhualang, Zhang Fengshan, among them?"

Liao Qinglan pretended to recall it, nodded and said, "Yes, the leader seems to be surnamed Zhang, and the others also respect him very much. Do you know him?"

When Qinghe heard her mention Zhang Fengshan, he showed an expression of disbelief on his face and shook his head quickly, "Impossible, Zhang Fengshan is not that kind of person. We once met at a poetry meeting. He is knowledgeable, talented, and a gentleman. How could he do such a thing?"

Liao Qinglan couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

It seems that Qinghe has been bewitched by Zhang Fengshan's talent and appearance. To her, Zhang Fengshan is a perfect person.

She sighed and said, "Qinghe, the facts are in front of me. I won't make a mistake. I heard their conversation with my own ears. Zhang Fengshan was there the whole time, and when someone spoke rudely to me, he didn't stop them from doing that."

Princess Qinghe's face changed, and she confirmed with her: "So... the person who said rude things to you was not Zhang Fengshan, right? He is not the lecher you are talking about, right?"

Liao Qinglan felt helpless when she saw Qinghe's eager look to verify something.

"Although the person who made the rude remarks was not Zhang Fengshan himself, he was present the entire time and was clearly birds of a feather."

Princess Qinghe turned pale upon hearing this and shook her head, "No, no... It's common for scholars to entertain each other. Just because they are together doesn't necessarily mean they have a good relationship. Perhaps Zhang Fengshan didn't say anything to stop them just because he felt sorry for them."

Seeing that Qinghe was still stubborn, Liao Qinglan asked sternly, "Qinghe, what is your relationship with Zhang Fengshan? Could it be that the handkerchief is really yours?"

Qinghe hesitated for a moment, then nodded and whispered, "That handkerchief is indeed mine. He invited me to drink tea at the last poetry gathering, and the tea accidentally spilled during the meal. I lent it to him to wipe it, and he said he would return it to me after it was clean."

Liao Qinglan frowned and analyzed, "It is very likely that he spilled the tea on purpose, borrowed your handkerchief, and did not return it immediately. He wanted to see you again under the pretext of exchanging the handkerchief. He really has sinister intentions."

Qinghe was unwilling to believe it: "Qinglan, you are prejudiced against him, so you think so."

Liao Qinglan felt even more helpless.

She said bluntly: "Qinghe, how can you be so naive? Even if a handkerchief fell into his hands, he should have kept it properly. How could it be seen by others and even become a topic of conversation? It is obvious that he has a problem with his character. He uses you as a tool to show off, or even as a stepping stone for him to rise to a higher position in the future!"

Princess Qinghe shook her head repeatedly: "No, you must have misunderstood. I have met him before, and he is not that kind of person."

Liao Qinglan felt powerless.

I'm afraid Princess Qinghe now treats Li Jin the same way she did before.

I am trapped in the quagmire of emotions and cannot extricate myself. No matter how others persuade me, I will not listen.

All the persuasion was in vain. It seemed that Qinghe had to wait for Jinxiu's brother to bring Zhang Fengshan's family to the capital before he could see his true face.

Liao Qinglan did not continue this topic. After a few pleasantries, she said goodbye and left.

After leaving Anyuan Marquis's residence, Jinxiu couldn't help but say, "Miss, has the princess been drugged? She won't believe you no matter how hard you try!"

Liao Qinglan was also helpless: "Forget it, there is no point in saying more, wait until your brother investigates Zhang Fengshan's background first."

After hearing this, Jinxiu nodded heavily, wishing she could rush to help her brother and expose Zhang Fengshan's true face as soon as possible.

"Jinxiu, who is the most famous matchmaker in the capital?" Liao Qinglan asked.

Jinxiu thought for a moment and replied, "Matchmaker? That should be Wang Po from the east of the city. She has arranged countless marriages and is very famous."

Liao Qinglan nodded: "Okay, then go and ask Wang Po to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion to see me tomorrow morning."

Jinxiu was puzzled: "Miss, what are you doing? Do you have a crush on someone? How come I don't know?"

Liao Qinglan smiled slightly: "Don't let your imagination run wild. Help me find a few more teahouses and spread the news. Just say that the Liao family's top scholar intends to marry Princess Qinghe. With this news, the storytellers will naturally know how to make it up."

Jinxiu suddenly understood what Liao Qinglan meant: "Miss, you want Zhang Fengshan to give up!"

"If he knows what's best for him, it would be best if he retreats when he realizes the difficulty. If he has ill intentions, huh, don't blame me for being rude." Liao Qinglan said coldly.

Jinxiu admired her young lady so much that she quickly responded, "Yes, young lady, I'll do it right away!"