Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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The next day, Luo Qing Chen slept until noon before getting up.

It was probably because Feng Qian Che lit a soothing incense for her last night that she slept so well.

She didn't wake up until the next day.

Hong'er had already prepared the clothes for her. When she opened the door, there were pink petals that floated in with a breeze and there was a faint scent of peach blossoms in the air.

"How are there peach blossoms in this weather?" Luo Qing Chen knitted her brows as she revealed a confused look,

Normally speaking, there should only be plum blossoms during deep spring.

"Miss, today is the master's birthday and he ordered people to go to the peach blossom forest ten miles away to transplant several peach blossom trees over." Hong'er said with a smile, "This servant will help the miss dress, we can head into the main hall."

"Alright." Luo Qing Chen nodded as thoughts lingered in her mind.

Could it be that Feng Qian Che had specially brought these peach blossom trees over because of her story?

No, that should be impossible.

After he heard that story, she had even shook his head and said with a deliberate sigh, "A story is a story, it isn't related to reality."

Feng Qian Che shouldn't know that this story was related to her.

The peach blossoms should be a coincidence!

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, she looked at herself and revealed a sweet smile.

The previous host really was a beauty. She looked like a girl who was sixteen or seventeen years old with the young accessories, she didn't look like someone who had been married for three years at all.

She also felt a bit of pity for her since those three years of her youth had been given to a man who didn't love her.

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Feng Qian Che's birthday banquet started at noon and there was an endless stream of people who came to the Eastern Palace.

Feng Qian Che who didn't like lively affairs had invited everyone with a bit of influence in court, among them including minister Rong Sen and his son Rong Mu Ling.

At the same time, in the Rong Manor.

Rong Mu Ling hadn't slept all night and adding in his hangover, he looked very poor.

His father Rong Sen also looked a bit older, which was probably because too much had happened during this time.

The Luo Family's daughter hadn't left a trace after jumping into the lake to commit suicide and the decades old friendship between the two families had been broken.

Then adding in the matter of the crown prince's assassination being revealed, the forces supporting the ninth prince had been cut in half.

Even if the ninth prince was lucky enough to avoid this matter, emperor Feng had given the edict to place him under house arrest.

The Rong Family suffered two problems in succession and now the crown prince that they weren't close to had suddenly invited them to his birthday celebration.

Therefore, Rong Sen had been happy when he received this invitation.

Perhaps this was a good chance to win over the crown prince. Not to mention that the crown prince had sent two invitations.

One was for him and the other was for his son Rong Mu Ling.

In his eyes, this meant that the crown prince didn't mind the past and wanted to give them a chance.

The Rong Family was on the edge of the cliff, so they had to seize this chance.

"Today is the crown prince's birthday, quickly tidy yourself and follow your father to the Eastern Palace." Rong Sen looked at Rong Mu Ling with a dissatisfied look.

"Crown prince?" Rong Mu Ling narrowed his eyes as a trace of doubt flashed in them, "Our family has never had contact with the crown prince and he never invited us before when he held the banquet in the royal palace, so why is he inviting us to the Eastern Palace?"

Since the Rong Family supported the ninth prince, he was very confused by the crown prince's invitation.

Normally speaking, with the current situation of the ninth prince, he should get rid of people like them who use to follow the ninth prince……