The people had no idea what was happening, but the news that came back said that Cuihua was the Princess of the Wan Dynasty, which left everyone dumbfounded. After all, Cuihua was someone they had watched grow up, how could she be a princess?
As a result, Cuihua’s parents erupted into a series of arguments, both believing they hadn’t done anything wrong and that it was the other who started stirring up trouble.
But when they sat down to think carefully, they found many clues in the matter.
"That’s not right," Cuihua’s mother frowned, "if our Cuihua really was the princess, wouldn’t she have been taken back long ago?"
"Coming to find the princess only now, it’s either a scam or—" Cuihua’s father pondered deeply through the smoke of his pipe.
"The princess is someone else!"
Both exclaimed in unison.
Su Zhiruan was soon to marry Ji Xiaoyuan. She needed to go out to buy some things. Ji Xiaoyuan had wanted to accompany her, but Su Zhiruan didn’t agree. She was just out to buy some fabric, candlesticks, red paper, and such, needing no help from him.
As she was shopping, a voice suddenly called from behind her.
The voice was familiar, carrying a hint of coldness.
Su Zhiruan didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.
They were calling her by her real name. After arriving at the village, she had only told others her name was Ruanruan.
"Princess Jialan," the voice spoke again.
Seeing that she already knew it was herself, Su Zhiruan slowly turned her head back.
Before her eyes was Cuihua, completely transformed.
Now, adorned with pearls and jade, dressed in luxurious silk, wearing powder and lipstick, she looked entirely different from the pure and pretty Cuihua she used to be.
Many people around were looking over at them, and behind Cuihua were two constables, clearly there to protect her.
"Your Highness seeks me," Su Zhiruan feigned ignorance while understanding the situation, bowing slightly, "It’s an honor to see Your Highness."
"Shall we find a place to talk?" Cuihua regarded her, her eyes neither cold nor warm, without much emotion but also without hostility.
"Certainly." Su Zhiruan agreed.
The two walked side by side, heading into a bustling market, and then into a narrow alley.
The waiter from the tavern was also out shopping today. Seeing the Boss Lady in the store, he wanted to greet her, but was preempted by a richly dressed young lady.
The waiter was puzzled that someone would seek out the Boss Lady, so he decided to follow to see.
Watching the two walk into the alley, his eyes turned, and he circled around from another direction, just in time to overhear their conversation.
"Speak up," Su Zhiruan got straight to the point.
Cuihua bit her lip, looking at her with some jealousy.
"You don’t hate me? You and I both know that you’re the one they’re looking for." Cuihua’s eyes still calmly fixed on Su Zhiruan.
"What if it’s you?" Su Zhiruan, focused on her current mission, didn’t want to return, so she played along with Cuihua’s thoughts, continuing, "Since you have the jade pendant, it means you’re the Princess Jialan of marriage alliance, you like it, you can try."
The conversation was too deep, and the waiter, listening, felt a bit lost.
Then he heard Cuihua say, "No need for riddles in front of me, I know you’re the Princess Jialan, Su Zhiruan, the Wan Dynasty’s marriage alliance princess!!"
Marriage alliance princess??!!
The waiter’s eyes widened, almost falling from the eaves in shock.
The marriage alliance princess?
The Jialan princess from the Wan Dynasty to the Wang Dynasty was their Boss Lady??
The waiter was dumbstruck.
The people had no idea what was happening, but the news that came back said that Cuihua was the Princess of the Wan Dynasty, which left everyone dumbfounded. After all, Cuihua was someone they had watched grow up, how could she be a princess?
As a result, Cuihua’s parents erupted into a series of arguments, both believing they hadn’t done anything wrong and that it was the other who started stirring up trouble.
But when they sat down to think carefully, they found many clues in the matter.
"That’s not right," Cuihua’s mother frowned, "if our Cuihua really was the princess, wouldn’t she have been taken back long ago?"
"Coming to find the princess only now, it’s either a scam or—" Cuihua’s father pondered deeply through the smoke of his pipe.
"The princess is someone else!"
Both exclaimed in unison.
Su Zhiruan was soon to marry Ji Xiaoyuan. She needed to go out to buy some things. Ji Xiaoyuan had wanted to accompany her, but Su Zhiruan didn’t agree. She was just out to buy some fabric, candlesticks, red paper, and such, needing no help from him.
As she was shopping, a voice suddenly called from behind her.
The voice was familiar, carrying a hint of coldness.
Su Zhiruan didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.
They were calling her by her real name. After arriving at the village, she had only told others her name was Ruanruan.
"Princess Jialan," the voice spoke again.
Seeing that she already knew it was herself, Su Zhiruan slowly turned her head back.
Appearing before her was Cuihua, completely transformed.
Now, her head was adorned with pearls and jade, dressed in exquisite silk, her face powdered and lips painted, looking entirely different from the originally pure and beautiful Cuihua.
Many around were looking her way, and behind Cuihua were two constables, clearly there to protect her.
"Your Highness sought me out," Su Zhiruan played dumb while knowing the truth, she saluted, "greetings Your Highness."
"Shall we find a place to chat?" Cuihua looked at her, her gaze neither warm nor cold, without much emotion, nor hostility. Newest update provided by noᴠelfire.net
"Certainly." Su Zhiruan agreed.
The two walked side by side, entering the bustling city, then into a narrow alley.
And how coincidental it was.
The waiter from the tavern was also out shopping on the street today. Seeing the Boss Lady in the shop, he intended to greet her, but he was suddenly preempted by a lavishly dressed young lady.
The waiter was puzzled that someone was looking for the Boss Lady, so he decided to follow and see.
Seeing the two walking into the alley, he turned his eyes and took a roundabout way to eavesdrop on their conversation.
"Go ahead." Su Zhiruan got straight to the point.
Cuihua bit her lip, looking at her with some envy.
"Don’t you hate me? You and I know you are the one they seek." Cuihua looked calmly at Su Zhiruan.
"What if it’s you?" Su Zhiruan, unwilling to return, followed Cuihua’s line of thought, "Since you got this Jade Pendant, you’re the Princess Jialan of marriage, like it, go try."
The conversation was too profound, the waiter, listening, felt a bit at a loss.
Then, Cuihua spoke, "No need for riddles before me. I know you’re Princess Jialan, Su Zhiruan, the Princess of marriage from the Wan Dynasty!!"
Princess of marriage?!
The waiter’s eyes widened in shock, nearly falling off the eaves.
The Princess of marriage?
The Princess Jialan from the Wan Dynasty, is their Boss Lady??
The waiter was dumbfounded.
Nobody knew what happened, but news spread that Cuihua was the princess from the Wan Dynasty, leaving everyone dumbstruck, for they’d watched Cuihua grow up, how could she be a princess?
This led to a series of arguments between Cuihua’s parents, each thinking they were right and the other started it.
But when they sat down to ponder, they found many clues.
"No, that’s not right," Cuihua’s mother frowned, "if our Cuihua really is a princess, she would have been taken back long ago."
"Delayed until now to find the princess, either this is a scam, or—" Cuihua’s father thought through the smoke of his pipe.
"The princess is someone else!"
They exclaimed in unison.
With Su Zhiruan and Ji Xiaoyuan’s marriage imminent, she needed to shop for things. Ji Xiaoyuan intended to accompany her, but Su Zhiruan didn’t agree, she was just out to buy fabric, candlesticks, red paper etc., his presence was unnecessary.
As she was browsing the shops, a voice called from behind.
The voice was familiar, carrying a hint of coldness.
Su Zhiruan didn’t look back, already knowing who it was.
They addressed her by her real name, Su Zhiruan, known as Ruanruan in the village.
"Princess Jialan." The person spoke again.
Seeing as she realized who it was, Su Zhiruan nonchalantly turned her head.
Appearing before her was Cuihua, completely transformed.
Now, her head was adorned with pearls and jade, dressed in exquisite silk, her face powdered and lips painted, looking entirely different from the originally pure and beautiful Cuihua.
Many around were looking her way, and behind Cuihua were two constables, clearly there to protect her.
"Your Highness sought me out," Su Zhiruan played dumb while knowing the truth, she saluted, "greetings Your Highness."
"Shall we find a place to chat?" Cuihua looked at her, her gaze neither warm nor cold, without much emotion, nor hostility.
"Certainly." Su Zhiruan agreed.
The two walked side by side, entering the bustling city, then into a narrow alley.
The waiter from the tavern was also out shopping on the street today. Seeing the Boss Lady in the shop, he intended to greet her, but he was suddenly preempted by a lavishly dressed young lady.
The waiter was puzzled that someone was looking for the Boss Lady, so he decided to follow and see.
Seeing the two walking into the alley, he turned his eyes and took a roundabout way to eavesdrop on their conversation.
The waiter from the tavern was also out shopping on the street today. Seeing the Boss Lady in the shop, he intended to greet her, but he was suddenly preempted by a lavishly dressed young lady.
The waiter was puzzled that someone was looking for the Boss Lady, so he decided to follow and see.
Seeing the two walking into the alley, he turned his eyes and took a roundabout way to eavesdrop on their conversation.
The waiter from the tavern was also out shopping on the street today. Seeing the Boss Lady in the shop, he intended to greet her, but he was suddenly preempted by a lavishly dressed young lady.
The waiter was puzzled that someone was looking for the Boss Lady, so he decided to follow and see.
Seeing the two walking into the alley, he turned his eyes and took a roundabout way to eavesdrop on their conversation.