The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

Faced with Shen Qingtang's question, Xue Zhiyi wanted to deny it.

But she was also worried, was Shen Qingtang still deeply in love with Huo Wuyou? If he knew that she and Huo Wuyou were not in love, would Shen Qingtang still want to be with him?

Seeing Xue Zhiyi's eyes evasive, Shen Qingtang quickly said: "Don't get me wrong, what I mean is..."

She sighed in annoyance: "I think you can see that I actually like Lin'an Hou, but I don't want to compete with you for him, and I won't do stupid things like resenting others if I can't get him..."

Xue Zhiyi's eyes lit up immediately: "Don't you want to get him?"

Shen Qingtang looked frustrated: "He doesn't like me, what can I do to snatch him away? Besides, I, Shen Qingtang, am a woman who stands tall and proud. Can I still chase after a man and beg him to look at me? Since he doesn't have me in his heart, I don't want him in my heart either!"

Listening to her impassioned speech, Xue Zhiyi's brows relaxed little by little, and he finally let go of his worries: "Really?"

"Of course!" Shen Qingtang looked at her aggrievedly: "So now you can tell me what the relationship between you two is, right?"

Xue Zhiyi secretly rejoiced that he had gotten rid of Xue Tingsheng and the bad love affair that might endanger Shen Qingtang. God really has a good will.

At this moment, she could finally admit without any worries: "The Marquis of Lin'an and I are not in a relationship of a man and a woman."

Shen Qingtang opened her mouth in surprise. She looked at Xue Zhiyi and said, "Why shouldn't I believe it?"

"Really?" Xue Zhiyi said.

If there was any romance between men and women, she was taking advantage of Huo Wuyou by using that romance.

But now, she can't be said to be completely exploited. What she did really brought benefits to Huo Wuyou.

For example, he weakened Prince Gong's party, helped him gain the trust of the Minister of Rites Fang Ou, and even changed the Empress Dowager's dead end.

How can the exchange of interests be called exploitation?

Hearing this, Shen Qingtang also breathed a sigh of relief: "Your engagement with Prince Gong is still unclear, and His Majesty has not issued an edict to make it clear. I am relieved that you have nothing to do with him. Otherwise, I am always worried that there will be some trouble, which would be bad."

But she suddenly smiled: "But I think he has you in his heart."

Xue Zhiyi remained silent. She had already noticed this.

Shen Qingtang sighed for a long time and looked at Xue Zhiyi teasingly: "It's just right, let Lin'an Hou have a taste of what he has been longing for. I can't bear this kind of suffering alone!"

The two of them were talking excitedly when they suddenly heard an inappropriate sound.

I heard a familiar voice with a hint of sarcasm: "Why is Miss Shen talking to a palace maid like this? Aren't you afraid that others will see it and think that Miss Shen has violated the rules?"

Following the voice, Xue Zhiyi could only sneer inwardly, and saw that the person who spoke was actually Zhao Lian.

The person standing next to her was Ge Yuanhui, who was still the center of attention.

Today, Ge Yuanhui is still as gorgeous and noble as ever, as graceful and elegant as a noble peony.

However, there was no scar on her forehead. Instead, there was a hibiscus foil that almost occupied her entire forehead.

Many women in Dayong like to stick floral foil on their faces, but no one has ever tried to use such a blatant and passionate pattern on their face.

The red hibiscus made her face even more bright and beautiful, and added a touch of charm to her dignified demeanor, like a gold-painted pastel that was hard to ignore at a glance.

After her face was damaged, Ge Yuanhui became even more beautiful. Even Xue Zhiyi couldn't help but be moved when he saw her.

Following behind Ge Yuanhui were still those ladies who followed her lead. Some of them also followed Ge Yuanhui's example and pasted conspicuous large floral foil on their foreheads, but in comparison, they looked a little ugly.

Shen Qingtang was stunned. She held Xue Zhiyi's hand even tighter: "Zhiyi is from the palace after all, you...

Ge Yuanhui did not stop Zhao Lian, Zhao Lian became more arrogant, she sneered: "What's wrong with being in the palace? The servants in the palace, the lowest slaves are also people in the palace, how noble can Xue Zhiyi be? Xue Zhiyi's family is now in decline, and there is no one to support her at home. What's the difference between a daughter of a criminal and a slave? She deserves to be served!"

Her brother married Xue Hanshu. When the Xue family got into trouble, they were terrified for a long time, fearing that they would be implicated by such an in-law. Now that they have escaped, she hates the Xue family so much. How can she vent her anger by torturing Xue Hanshu on weekdays? Now that she sees Xue Zhiyi, she naturally wants to trample her under her feet.

But Xue Zhiyi remained calm and said, "Miss Zhao Wu, this is the imperial palace, please don't lose your sense of proportion."

Zhao Lian seemed to have heard something interesting, and said sarcastically: "No matter where you are, you are still a slave. What's the difference between a lowly slave and my foot-washing maid?"

After saying that, everyone around burst into laughter.

Xue Zhiyi just smiled: "Miss Zhao Wu said that there is no difference between me and your servants. Could it be that she meant that there is no difference between you and the Queen Mother?"

"What...what?" Zhao Lian was stunned and didn't understand the meaning of Xue Zhiyi's words for a moment.

Xue Zhiyi just looked at her and said, "I am now the imperial attendant of Jianzhang Palace. As a female official, I serve the Queen Mother. Since I am no different from the maids of the Zhao Mansion as Miss Zhao Wu said, then Miss Zhao Wu can try and see if you can bear my service?"

Zhao Lian was stunned, and the ladies who were laughing so hard just now also shut up.

"You are from Jianzhang Palace? Just you?"

Shen Qingtang snorted: "Could it be that you still want to ask the Queen Mother in person?"

"Zhao Lian." At this time, Ge Yuanhui finally spoke up to stop her: "Don't lose your sense of proportion."

As she spoke, she glanced at Xue Zhiyi, and her hand holding the white jade-handled Luo fan clenched tightly, and her long nails seemed to want to scratch Xue Zhiyi's face.

Zhao Lian could only shut up in hatred and glared at Xue Zhiyi before she gave up.

At this moment, a voice was heard: "It's really lively here."

Following the sound, I saw a man in a prince's formal dress, with a half-smile in his eyes, accurately fixed on Xue Zhiyi.

Everyone was shocked and hurriedly bowed, "Greetings to His Royal Highness Prince Gong!"

Xue Zhiyi lowered his eyes and saluted, the smile on his face had long disappeared.

Judging from Gu Shichong's behavior, I'm afraid he has been watching the fight from the sidelines for a long time.

"Get up."

Following his excuse, everyone stood up.

Everyone was talking freely and excitedly just now, but now that Gu Shichong has arrived, everyone has shut up.

Only Ge Yuanhui was quietly observing Gu Shichong, and she saw that his gaze did not stay on Xue Zhiyi for long, but looked away after just one glance.

She was also glad that Gu Shichong did not speak for Xue Zhiyi this time.

Yes, my cousin Prince Gong is a man of high aspirations. How could he tolerate such a tainted person like Xue Zhiyi to continue to stay by his side?