After the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion was reborn, she divorced and married the prince!

The woman had half-white hair and looked older than the old lady.

But her face was smooth and radiant, with few wrinkles. If you just look at her face, she seems younger than Sun.

When Song Mingli looked at the woman, she seemed to immediately notice her gaze and looked at her sharply.

The moment the two came into contact.

The woman stared at Song Mingli, was slightly stunned, and muttered something silently.

Song Mingli's heart suddenly trembled, and he felt vaguely uncomfortable and even uneasy.

"Zi Su, ask Madam Zhou to find out..."

"Mingli! Mingli! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Before Song Mingli finished instructing Zi Su, Gu Qingshan strode over and stared at her with a scorching gaze.

Song Mingli didn't want to pay attention to him and turned to leave.

Gu Qingshan stood in front of her like a fool. As if by magic, he took out a large bunch of peonies with dew on them from behind him.

Song Mingli was slightly stunned and looked at him in surprise.

“Mingli, you are just like this peony, graceful, elegant, and dignified…” Gu Qingshan’s eyes were eager, “Have you been avoiding me on purpose these days?

"I went to your courtyard, but I couldn't find you. Although I couldn't see you, I thought about you every day. Thinking about the years we were delayed, thinking about the misunderstandings between us...

"I always feel very sad. We should sit down and have a good talk...

"There's no such thing as overnight hatred between husband and wife. We should resolve our differences as soon as possible."

Song Mingli: “…”

What's wrong with Gu Qingshan?

"As I remember, the Marquis' Mansion doesn't grow peonies. Where did the prince pick the peonies?" Song Mingli asked.

Gu Qingshan’s mouth twitched, he felt that her question really spoiled the mood.

When a girl sees a handsome man picking flowers and giving them to her, shouldn't she look shy, delicate, charming, happy and reserved?

In his mind, he had rehearsed countless times the charming and beautiful look on Song Mingli's face when she saw the peony he gave her...

Why was she so cold and indifferent, even questioning him with a hint of sarcasm - where did the peony come from?

Does it matter where peonies come from?

"Well, that's not important..."

"Could it be that it was stolen from the National Garden?" Song Mingli whispered.

Gu Qing Shan: “…How do you call it stealing? Why are you…so unromantic? I’m just picking a few flowers! Is there any need to steal?!”

Song Mingli raised his eyebrows, "The late Empress Dowager loved peonies, and cultivated various precious peonies from all over the country, sent them to Kyoto, planted them in the National Garden, and carefully cultivated them by the gardeners in the palace.

“It was thanks to the late Empress Dowager that we were allowed to enter the National Garden and enjoy the peonies when they were in full bloom.

“Although the late Empress Dowager is no longer with us, no one dares to pick the peonies in the National Garden.

"Such a big, beautiful peony, I'm afraid there is no other place except the National Garden?"

Of course there are some elsewhere, but they are private gardens that are not open to the public and no outsiders are allowed to enter.

Gu Qingshan: “…”

Gu Qingshan's face had turned blue.

His good intentions were trampled upon by Song Mingli!

If he gave this peony to Su Yi, Su Yi would be so happy!

She would look at him with eyes full of admiration, and call him "Gu Lang" and "Cousin" in a sweet and soft voice, and that voice could soothe one's bones.

But what about Song Mingli?

She actually analyzed the origin of this peony in a cold manner!

Is she still a woman?

“So what if I picked them in the National Garden? Just pick them when they are ready to be picked!” Gu Qingshan’s charming feelings turned into shame and anger.

He picked flowers and gave them to her, but she said it was stealing! A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated!

"Do you want it or not?"

Gu Qingshan threw down a handful of precious peonies whose flowers were bigger than his face, turned around and walked away angrily.

"How can you throw the peony that the late empress dowager loved on the ground like this and let people trample on it?" Song Mingli felt very happy when he saw his angry look.

Stealing flowers to give to her so early in the morning is really crazy!

I didn't hit him to let him sober up, I was giving him face, what other reaction did he want?

Song Mingli shook his head and said, "Hurry up and pick up these flowers, find some good spring water, put them in a vase, and give them to grandma, mother, and cousin."

Gu Qingshan had been in the countryside for seven years, and his brain had really gone mad.

It would have been fine if he had just picked the flowers from the country garden, but accusing him of stealing was a deliberate mockery of him.

In Kyoto, it was considered a romantic act for men to pick flowers and give them to others.

But he threw the peonies he picked on the ground, that was too much!

If someone finds out and sues him for being disrespectful to the late empress dowager, his whole family will be in trouble.

Song Mingli trimmed the branches, put them in a vase, and gave a few flowers to the old lady, Mrs. Sun, and Su Yi.

She sent Nanny Zhou to deliver flowers to the old lady.

She also told Nanny Zhou to find out who the woman Nanny Shi brought back was.

Although it was only a quick glance, the woman made Song Mingli feel very uncomfortable.

She had never seen this woman in her previous life. Seeing how respectful Nanny Shi was to the woman, she must be a very important person to the old lady, right?

Nanny Zhou came back very quickly.

She has always been well-informed and reliable, and Song Mingli has great confidence in her.

But Madam Zhou came back with a gloomy face, shaking her head repeatedly, "Madam Shi, take the flowers. This old slave couldn't even get through the courtyard gate."

“Those people in Chongming Hall know nothing when asked, and nothing can be found out.

"I don't know if they really don't know, or if they were told not to tell."

A woman, so mysterious.

Song Mingli felt more and more that this woman's identity was probably not simple.

She tapped her fingers on the table, trying to think of a solution.

Zi Su came to her side, leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Here we go again!"

Song Mingli was slightly stunned. Who is coming again?

Shisu motioned for her to look outside.

Song Mingli took a look and saw that Gu Qingshan had changed into a long white gown that looked very elegant and bright. He was here again!

But this time, Song Mingli did not turn cold, but asked the maid to invite the person in.

"I went back and thought about it. You were right. I am the prince, and I shouldn't act so unsteadily."

Gu Qingshan saw her trimming the peony flowers he had thrown on the ground, putting them in a vase and giving them to his grandmother and mother.

He then realized that he had "wrongly blamed" Song Mingli.

"You are doing this for my own good. Honest advice is hard to hear. I misunderstood you."

There was actually a hint of respect in Gu Qingshan's eyes when he looked at her.

Song Mingli was speechless...

What's the saying "honest advice hurts"? She was just mocking him.

As for picking it up and putting it in a vase, it was just because I was afraid of being implicated by him. What does it have to do with cherishing his kindness?

"When we were delivering flowers to grandma, we heard that a woman had come into her courtyard, and she wouldn't let us in."

Song Mingli raised his eyes and looked at Gu Qingshan, "Sir, do you know who that woman is?"

Her eyes were clear and bright.

Gu Qingshan’s heart skipped a beat.

He had always known that she was beautiful, and even though he had looked at her with hostility before, he was still amazed by her appearance.

But at that time, he would repeatedly remind himself in his heart that she was his humiliation!

If I marry her, I will be sorry for Su Yi and my two children!

But now, ignoring the past... he discovered.

Song Mingli was more beautiful than he remembered.