The reborn daughter of the Marquis Mansion takes over the world

The visitor was none other than Cao Yanyan. She struggled to push her way through the crowd and finally squeezed into the private room. She was a little dumbfounded when she saw the situation inside the room.

"Little fairy, why are there so many people?" Cao Yanyan was not polite, and after sitting down generously, she poured herself a glass of wine and drank it down in one gulp.

"Sister Cao, someone is slandering us for having a private meeting with Young Master Song here?" Ning Ziqing sat back down pretending to be aggrieved.

At this time, the atmosphere in the room was extremely awkward.Ning Zilan looked at Cao Yanyan in disbelief, thinking that there was a third person in this secret meeting?

"Haha, we... two? Have a private meeting with Mr. Song here?" Cao Yanyan was angry and funny, pointing at herself and then at Ning Ziqing and Song Yu.

"Which bastard is tired of living, so he's just grabbing and biting here!" Cao Yanyan's eyes instantly became sharp. She slammed her palm on the table and glared fiercely at everyone in the room.

Ning Zilan and Cui's mother were so frightened that they took a few steps back. Her face froze, but she was unwilling to give up. After a while, she continued to speak without giving up.

"Miss Cao, I have not wronged my sister. It was the slaves in her garden who reported it to me. I have evidence to prove that what I said is true!" Ning Zilan looked at the three of them contemptuously.

Song Yu's face was already very ugly at this time. He didn't expect that today's appointment was all planned by others. When Ning Ziqing arrived, he told him that someone wanted to frame them and asked him to follow her arrangements. He didn't expect to frame him. The person is his cousin.

Although he and Ning Zilan were not close, he did not expect that she would be so vicious and want to use him to destroy Ning Ziqing.

"Miss Ning Si, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense!" Cao Yanyan sharply warned Ning Zilan again. Ning Zilan smiled disapprovingly, waved her hand, and the servant brought a maid.

That maid was Julan, the maid in Song Yu's house. Song Yu was shocked. Even the people in his house had been bribed. He looked at Ning Ziqing uneasily, and Ning Ziqing winked at him. Song Yu wanted to speak. Stop again.

"Tell me everything you know!" Ning Zilan seemed to have a winning chance, smiling ecstatically.

"This servant is Ju Lan, the maid in Young Master Song's house. After the young master and Miss Ning San secretly fell in love, he often went out to have private meetings with her. This is the token of love that Miss Ning San gave to the young master!" Ju Lan took out an embroidered piece of paper. The handkerchief was exactly the one Ning Ziqing told Li Qianer that he had lost.

So that was it. Ning Ziqing's eyes lit up and she still smiled lightly.

"Where is the embroidered handkerchief I lost a few days ago?"

"Sister admitted that this is your embroidered handkerchief!" Ning Zilan saw Ning Ziqing ask this, which further confirmed her suspicion.

After hearing what she said, everyone believed that it was true that Ning Ziqing and Song Yu were having an affair. People outside kept calling Ning Ziqing shameless, a vixen, a little bitch and other filthy words.

Ning Zilan complacently listened to the abuse in the crowd. Cao Yanyan stopped talking. She looked at Ning Ziqing beside her with a solemn expression, waiting for her to explain.

"But, why are there two of the same embroidered handkerchief?" Ning Ziqing's expression was calm and unaffected by the insults.

Everyone was stunned when they saw she took out an embroidered handkerchief from her sleeve that was exactly the same as the one in Julan's hand. Ning Zilan looked at the embroidered handkerchief in her hand in surprise. It was the same embroidered handkerchief that Li Qian'er told her Ning Ziqing had lost. An embroidered handkerchief with patterns of butterflies and flowers.

"What's going on?" someone asked in confusion.

"A few days ago, I thought I had lost my embroidered handkerchief. The maid searched for it for a long time but couldn't find it. I didn't expect that I accidentally slipped it into the medical book. I found it after looking through the medical book yesterday." Ning Ziqing walked slowly with the handkerchief. Looking at Ning Zilan with a smile.

"Sister, I disappoint you. I did not give the embroidered handkerchief to Mr. Song as a token of love." Ning Zilan took a breath and still pointed at Ning Ziqing with gritted teeth.

"Who knows if you have two identical embroidered handkerchiefs, but you just gave the other one to your cousin!"

Seeing that she was still messing around, Ning Ziqing stood up and grabbed the embroidered handkerchief from Julan's hand, spread the two embroidered handkerchiefs on his two palms and showed them to everyone.

"My embroidered handkerchief was drawn and embroidered by me personally. The embroidery method is the original embroidery stitch created by Mrs. Xiang'an that has been lost for a long time. I am afraid that there will be no second identical one in the entire capital. How could I embroider such a poor-quality embroidered handkerchief?" Give it to Young Master Song as a token of love?"

Ning Ziqing smiled sarcastically. Only then did everyone see the difference between the two embroidered handkerchiefs in her hands. The embroidered handkerchief in her right hand had lifelike patterns and unique stitching techniques. The butterflies dancing among the flowers seemed to be real. In such a comparison, the embroidered handkerchief on the left hand is mediocre and simply rough.

"This is indeed the original embroidery stitch method created by Mrs. Xiang'an. Miss Ning San actually knows this long-lost embroidery method. Can you teach me a thing or two?" A woman in the crowd who knew embroidery was so excited that she wanted to send a teacher to learn the technique.

"I just learned a little bit by chance!" Ning Ziqing took back the embroidery handkerchief. This Mrs. Xiang'an was a master of embroidery in the previous dynasty. During the war in the previous dynasty, she hid in Tibet with her family and was displaced. Later, she had a I was seriously ill and my eyes were damaged and I could no longer continue embroidery.

When Ning Ziqing met her by chance, she was already terminally ill and bedridden. He didn't want her embroidery skills to be lost, so she taught Ning Ziqing orally. Unfortunately, without Mrs. Xiang'an's personal guidance, she still fell short of the standard.

The woman admired Ning Ziqing even more. He was so powerful after only learning a little bit about it. She wanted to worship her as her teacher even more.

Song Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Cao Yanyan couldn't help but break into a cold sweat, and admired Ning Ziqing very much. She was indeed a fairy and could do everything. She really didn't look like a mortal.

"Julan, get out of there!" Song Yu's originally gentle face suddenly became angry, and his hands under the table clenched his knees tightly.

Julan was the spy who was deliberately placed in his room by his aunt to spy on him. He originally pitied Julan for being oppressed by his aunt and did not expose her, but now she betrayed and framed him like this. If Ning Ziqing hadn't responded tactfully today, he might have He was stabbed in the spine and called "adulterer".

With his reputation ruined, how could he still have the nerve to stay in the capital to prepare for next year's scientific examination? All these years of forbearance and hard work would be in vain. Song Yu secretly lamented what a cruel trick. He and Ning Zilan were cousins ​​after all, and he didn't expect that she would use this. Waiting for means to harm him.

"Sister, you are so secretive, but it's not so easy for you to escape today!" Ning Zilan glared at Ning Ziqing with a ferocious face.

"Qian'er." She shouted outside the door, and a maid in yellow squeezed through the crowd and walked in.

"Third Miss, I really couldn't bear you to continue to deceive Mr. Qi Lang, so I reported the affair between you and Mr. Song to Madam and Fourth Miss." Li Qian'er said with dignity, and took out a sachet from his arms.

"This is the sachet that Mr. Song personally gave to the young lady after the spring banquet. The materials are all from the Song Dynasty. The fourth young lady can send someone to check. The third young lady regards this thing as a special treasure. She will put it next to her pillow and play with it for a long time every day." Li Qianer put the sachet in Ning Zilan's hand and stood aside with his head lowered.

"Cousin, I have asked Julan to identify it carefully. The spices used in this sachet are indeed from the Song Dynasty, and this sachet is in your room. Do you still recognize it!" Ning Zilan used the sachet. He raised his fingers and shook them back and forth. Song Yu's expression remained unchanged. He pursed his lips slightly and stood up and walked towards Ning Zilan.

"My cousin is right, this sachet did come from my house!" Song Yu looked at Ning Zilan's malicious smile and pulled the sachet over the next moment. Ning Zilan exclaimed and wanted to snatch it back. , Cao Yanyan rushed over and grabbed her wrist with quick eyes and hands.

"However, I can prove that the spices in the sachet were not made by me myself, let alone a token of love given to the third lady!"