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Hearing the title "Prince", Ling Zihan paused and remembered the death of her wet nurse a few years ago. At that time, news came from the capital that the emperor wanted to marry the prince to her, but the hot-blooded prince refused the marriage on the spot.

, and even snatched the sword of the imperial guard in the palace, intending to commit suicide. He threatened that even if he died, he would not marry a witch as his concubine!

The emperor was so angry that he wanted to depose the prince, but the prime minister and several court elders stopped him. However, the emperor was concerned about Tianwei and the royal family's reputation, so he fined the prince three years' salary, ordered him to be beaten with thirty military sticks, and then pointed out a courtier.

His daughter decided to be the crown princess, and the matter was settled.

But the fact that she refused to marry on the spot spread to everyone in the streets, which undoubtedly added another joke to Ling Zihan's status as a witch.

But think about it, why would the prince of the Western Kingdom marry a witch with an unknown destiny? The ancients were already superstitious, and since he was the prince, he had to be more careful and not let a witch kill him. It was painful.

The throne that has been held for many years will be replaced by someone else.

With a disdainful sneer, Ling Zihan opened the envelope filled with melted wax, took out the thin silk silk inside, took the special incense and lit it to incense the veil.

"How did Su propose marriage? You can't come to propose marriage after so many years!"

Hearing the cold voice, Liu Yun felt chilled in his heart. He glanced at Ling Zihan again. She was pouring smoked silk into tea. Because she kept her head down, she couldn't see her expression.

"Mr. Su and the Crown Princess met at Cixi Nunnery and were invited to have a meal in the Zen room, but they didn't want to discuss the matter again. Ms. Su said that she would send the young lady to the Prince's Mansion, forcing the old man to turn against the princelings, but the condition was that the Crown Prince let the prince

The concubine is acting as a matchmaker to find a good in-law for her daughter." Liu Yun's voice was flat, but the twinkle in her eyes still revealed her worries.

"Let Prime Minister Ling side with the prince and exchange this young lady for her daughter's happiness in the rest of her life." Ling Zihan sneered, with some contempt in her expression, "Even if all the agencies are exhausted, the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole lurks behind."

That woman didn't even think about it. She was fine after being hunted for fifteen years. How could she be easily plotted by her? Now that she's back, she's in the most dangerous place. Why don't she take extra precautions? There's Ling Xiang as well.

Man, can just a daughter force him to defect? ​​Unless there is something else fishy here, Su is just a fool who thinks he is smart and vulnerable!

Numbers vaguely appeared on the silk soaked in tea. Ling Zihan spread out the silk, took the book handed by Liu Yun, and looked through the numbers. She said slowly without raising her head: "Liu Yun

, You have worked hard today, go back and rest early. Tomorrow, ask Aunt Zhao to go back to Prince Yao’s Mansion and tell Prince Yao that I am going to visit Xihua Temple during the Summer Solstice."

It's time to meet with my senior brother.

"Yes, miss."

There was some tiredness in her voice, which was slightly deep and sounded a little worried. Ling Zihan understood that she was doing it for her own good, stopped what she was doing, glanced at her, reached out and squeezed her hand and said, "Don't

Worry, if she wants to send me there, it depends on whether she has the ability."

If you have a plan in mind, why not take the opportunity to settle old accounts with the Prince's Mansion!

Liu Yun took the order and went back to rest. When he went out, he told the girls outside the hospital not to disturb Ling Zihan, so as to facilitate her movements at night.

The room was brightly lit with candles, but the square lamp on the table next to it was emitting high smoke, and the smoke was mixed with the faint fragrance of tea. The civet cat next to it had a nose sharper than a dog. When it found the smell, it pounced on it and wanted to

He snatched the burning silk handkerchief from Ling Zihan's hand, but was grabbed by Ling Zihan. When he let go, the silk handkerchief had burned into a charred black mass.

The civet cat wilted its little buttocks and went back to the small nest it had made for her in the afternoon, burying its head in the soft nest, as if to express its anger with Ling Zihan. Unfortunately, Ling Zihan is not a cat and does not understand cats.

With her thoughts in mind, she returned to the case, sharpened her ink, and wrote down the words corresponding to the numbers. They happened to be the addresses of three shops and a residential alley. It seemed that the four girls who first settled in the capital moved very quickly.

The three businesses she operated were set up in famous streets in the capital in the name of branches. Fengyan Pavilion's fragrant powder was the first to occupy the best stores, and her dream was to occupy the fragrant powder shops in the entire Western Dynasty from the capital.

In her previous life, she was the daughter of a family of perfumers, and a wide range of perfumes were her favorite. Now, she is just returning to her old profession, turning perfume into powder.

She spent five years building her Fengyan Pavilion into the No. 1 fragrant powder pavilion in Beiyan, making the fragrant powder a fashion in women's boudoirs. Now that Fengyan Pavilion has entered Beijing, it can help

She is a daughter who "sucks money". Having a small treasury nearby solves a lot of her worries. Secondly, the shop is the most accessible place, and you can get a lot of information. In particular, Fengyan Pavilion targets a wide range of people, including high-ranking officials and dignitaries.

From a peddler to a footman, he can buy perfume powder of different prices for the women at home. In addition, the four beauties who help her manage the store are all well-rounded people. What news can escape her eyes and ears?

After writing down the address, she tore up the paper and threw it into the incense burner to burn it. She put on a dark skirt blouse, pulled up her long hair, and checked the powder used as a concealed weapon. After confirming that it was correct, she jumped out of the backyard window. The night was dark.

The dexterous figure that enveloped her allowed her to avoid the eyes and ears of everyone. She jumped onto the roof and followed the planned route to Fenghe Garden.

The strange thing is that there was no obstruction along the way. Not to mention Su's secret guards, even the guards inside and outside the courtyard were squatting lazily on the ground, and there was no need for her to take action!

Suspecting that there was fraud, Ling Zihan mustered all her energy and was on guard. But seeing that the sky had not yet reached the time agreed upon by Shu Mo and the man, Ling Zihan, who was hiding in the corner of the yard, was looking for something to do for fun.

Suddenly, he saw a maid helping Aunt Song walk in from outside the courtyard and walked quickly towards the main house.

Logically speaking, Mrs. Su is about to go to bed at this time. Why is Aunt Song here at this time?

There's a show to watch!

Ling Zihan's eyes flashed. After Aunt Song announced her entrance, she jumped onto the roof, found a rough location on the roof, and pried it open.

Her luck was as good as ever. Looking down from there, she happened to see Aunt Song showing Su Shi. Su Shi was leaning on the couch, a maid was kneeling to beat her legs, and sitting next to her was

It's her daughter, Ling Zihui.

"Get up, the ground is very cold. The reason why I came to you so late is to discuss Miss Third Miss's marriage..." With a wink, the maid standing by the side hurriedly stepped forward and helped Aunt Song, who was kneeling on the ground, to the side.

She sat down on the golden nanmu chair. Before the maid could walk back to Mrs. Su, Aunt Song's slightly hoarse voice came out again, a bit flattering.

"Madam, Madam, this is such a great joy!"
Chapter completed!