The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

"Oh, right." Fu Ling was angry, but she didn't forget the main thing: "You said Princess Anle sent a note today, what did she say?"

Mother Xing said, "The princess is hosting a banquet at Changqing Garden in the suburbs of Beijing and has invited the young ladies from our family to attend."

Fu Ling took the post and took a look at it: Princess Anle had no friendship with the Xue family, and perhaps she posted the post because Xue Zhiyi came to her rescue last time.

Seeing that Fu Ling was a little absent-minded, Mother Xing smiled and said, "I heard that this Changqing Garden is the private property awarded to the princess by the Queen Mother. There is hot spring water flowing under the ground, so Changqing Garden is full of flowers all year round. Our Third Miss will definitely like it."

When Xue Zhiyi was mentioned, Fu Ling's eyebrows jumped.

Last time, she was instrumental in defeating Rong Xiutong, which reduced Fu Ling's disgust a little: "Let Rong Xin go too."

Rong Xin has spent too little time in Huajing. Although she is a direct descendant of the Xue family, because Xue Zhiyi has usurped the throne, Rong Xin has almost no chance to get acquainted with the aristocratic families in Huajing. She will have to come back sooner or later, so it would be good for her to go to more occasions like this.

Mother Xing was stunned for a moment: "The princess only said to invite the young ladies of our family to go, but did not say which young ladies. If cousin wants to go, I think it's okay."

……

"Fifth sister, are you going?" Looking at the post sent by Princess Anle, Xue Zhiyi asked Xue Runing.

Xue Runing just shook her head: "Third sister knows, I am always afraid of being in places with so many people."

Knowing that Xue Runing liked quietness, she did not try to persuade her any further.

……

Now the Xue family only has three unmarried daughters. Xue Runing won't go, and Xue Panrou is still under house arrest, so she can't go. However, Fu Ling managed to force Fu Rongxin in.

Changqing Garden is located in the suburbs of Huajing. It was originally the dowry of Princess Yongning, Huo Zhiyu's mother. After Princess Yongning committed suicide for love, the Queen Mother gave the garden to her precious granddaughter.

It was early November, and the grass in Huajing had withered and the autumn wind was blowing.

When Xue Zhiyi arrived, he felt that the place he stepped on was warmer than other places even though he was just outside the garden.

Hot springs are rare. Apart from Changqing Garden, the emperor's hot spring palace is probably the only place in Huajing that can be as warm as spring all year round.

They were welcomed by servants and led into the gate of Changqing Garden. Compared with the solemn atmosphere elsewhere, not only was the air here warm and sweet, but there were even many flowers that were not in season.

Peonies are planted everywhere along the stone path, and by the pond, asparagus ferns transplanted from the south are also green and tender.

Such scenery is incomparable anywhere else.

It is said that Princess Anle would come here to stay for a while every winter.

"Zhi Yi!"

Xue Zhiyi was admiring the beautiful scenery here with great interest when she heard someone calling her.

Following the sound, I saw that the person had beautiful eyebrows, fragrant cheeks, a pair of extremely beautiful round eyes, and pearly lips like half-opened petals. Although not extremely stunning, it made people feel like a spring breeze upon seeing her.

It’s Shen Qingtang.

"Miss Shen." Xue Zhiyi smiled and called her with a smile.

Shen Qingtang was wearing a green satin jacket with wide sleeves and a diamond pattern today. Her black hair was tied into a bun with a glazed osmanthus flower pinned on it.

Just like in her previous life, Shen Qingtang was kind to others and had the unrestrained manner of a daughter of a general. She was usually outgoing and could chat with anyone she met.

Although this was only the second time she met Xue Zhiyi in her life, she was already very warm and approached him: "Why are you being so distant? Just call me Qingtang."

How great... Xue Zhiyi thought: At this time in the previous life, Shen Qingtang had already married Xue Tingsheng. They were newlyweds and had a loving relationship, but this was an eyesore to Fu Ling. Fu Ling always felt that Shen Qingtang's presence would hinder her gifted son's studies and progress, so she would always call Shen Qingtang to Anxianju to discipline him.

It just so happens that Fu Ling is a person with a snake heart and a beggar's accusation. She clearly has bad intentions, but she manages to keep a flawless appearance and makes Shen Qingtang suffer but she can't get angry, otherwise it would be disrespectful to her mother-in-law.

Such a cheerful and easy-going girl became listless in just a few months because of Fu Ling's treacherous treatment.

Xue Tingsheng had come to propose marriage because he was attracted by her family background and her good nature. However, after a while, Xue Tingsheng lost interest in her.

"Zhiyi?" Shen Qingtang called again, and Xue Zhiyi came back to his senses.

She just shook Xue Zhiyi's hand and said, "This little sister is so pretty. Is she Zhiyi's sister?"

She was asking about Fu Rongxin.

Fu Rongxin was dressed very exquisitely today. She wore a light pink satin dress with lily pattern. She was thin to begin with, so she put on a silk gauze dress over her winter clothes. She looked like a fairy, which was quite clever.

Although the hairstyle is simple, just a hanging bun, tied up with a pair of plain white hairpins, it looks casual, but every hair is just right.

"This is my cousin from Linzhou, Fu Rongxin." Xue Zhiyi said.

In this life, the grudges of their Xue family have nothing to do with Shen Qingtang, and Xue Zhiyi naturally would not show his disgust towards Fu Rongxin in front of her.

"The princess hasn't arrived yet, let's go sit down first." As she said this, she took Xue Zhiyi's arm and politely invited Fu Rongxin: "Miss Fu, please come with us. Huajing and Linzhou are no different. Don't be shy."

Xue Zhiyi just glanced at Fu Rongxin indifferently. In the previous life, Shen Qingtang was her cousin's sister-in-law and took good care of Fu Rongxin. Later, when Shen Qingtang was seriously ill and Fu Rongxin took advantage of her misfortune, I wonder if she ever remembered Shen Qingtang's kindness towards her.

The three of them went to Chrysanthemum Garden with their respective maids.

Changqing Garden is full of plants and trees. Although the chrysanthemum season has passed, the various colors of chrysanthemums here are in full bloom, and there are many rare and precious varieties. Many ladies gather here to enjoy the flowers.

As soon as they stepped in, many people noticed Fu Rongxin's new face. After all, this face was very outstanding even in Huajing.

"Who is she?" someone asked in a low voice.

"Her?" Someone sneered, "Mrs. Xue is from a merchant family in Linzhou. The one following Xue Zhiyi must be her cousin."

This person had long and narrow eyes with the corners of her eyes raised. Even though her face was expressionless, she looked a bit mean. She was Zhao Shen's sister, Zhao Lian, the fifth lady of the Yongping Marquis's Mansion.

"So she's a merchant girl." Someone whispered, "No wonder she looks so petty. Even though she came with Miss Xue, they don't look like a family at all."

Different from Fu Rongxin's elegant dress, Xue Zhiyi wore a chestnut yellow and palace wall red skirt, a short jacket with intricate treasure pattern, and a red gold and jeweled headpiece.

Dressed like this, if she had a less noble demeanor, she would be as vulgar as Fu Jiamin. But when Xue Zhiyi wore it, it made her look very noble, and even her slightly childish face and well-behaved almond eyes looked particularly pleasing.

"Although her manners look a little stingy, her dress is not as tacky as that of a merchant family."

"What do you know? She was afraid that others would find out her background, so she dressed in all white. As a result, she went too far and didn't think it was unlucky."

Listening to these discussions, Shen Qingtang frowned: "What other people wear has nothing to do with them? Miss Fu, don't take it seriously. These people are like this, they always like to gossip. Don't play with them later."

Xue Zhiyi found it a little funny. These people were the ones who flattered the powerful and looked down on the weak. They were not interested in people but in things. No matter how Fu Rongxin dressed, they would always have something to say.

Not only that, they are also very hypocritical. They say they look down on the money-making smell of the business world, but they don't mind spending the stolen money and bribes received by their family members.

You don’t have to pay attention to what these clowns say, but Fu Rongxin will definitely pay attention.

Fu Rongxin knew her identity and considered herself a pearl in the dust, born noble. At this moment, she was probably cursing these people in her heart for being blind.

Moreover, she was not against flattery and bullying, or prejudice based on family background, but she hated that she was not the one in the high position. If it was her sitting there today, she would only be more mean than those people.

Here, Fu Rongxin almost gnashed her teeth: What a bunch of blind people! When she becomes the queen, none of these people will survive!

Suddenly, someone else asked, "Zhao Lian, so she is also your cousin, right?"

Blinking her narrow eyes, Zhao Lian said, "How can she be my cousin? My brother just married a girl from the Xue family, how can she be related to a merchant family?"

As she spoke, she secretly glanced at a woman not far away who was surrounded by many young ladies.

Zhao Lian raised her voice intentionally or unintentionally: "However, I heard that this Shang family girl is the most beautiful woman in Linzhou. I wonder if anyone among you can compare with her?"

Sure enough, the woman looked over here following the sound.

The woman had bright eyes, white teeth, a face as white as porcelain, a beauty as bright as a rose, and a temperament as noble as a peony. Just standing there and doing nothing was enough to shock people's hearts.

The so-called beauty of the country is nothing more than this.