She had not forgotten how lonely her new house was in her previous life.

These ladies have their own upbringing and would not easily say anything to take advantage of someone's misfortune, but they would never get too close to them, either.

Xiao Jinan's behavior had already doomed her to not be a mistress who would be valued by her husband. Her family background was not high either, so in the end, she would not be able to take care of the household chores.

Even as the nominal Crown Prince's Consort, she was not allowed to get involved in daily chores.

Xiao Jinan never takes her out.

So in the many years that followed, when people mentioned the Pingyang Palace, they only knew Gu Qingcheng, but not Lin Chunhuan.

As the night deepened, most people in the bridal chamber had left. After making sure that no one else would come, Lin Chunhuan heaved a long sigh of relief and took off the phoenix crown that was suffocating her.

I touched the pressure mark on my forehead, and the slight pain seemed so unreal.

Until the moment she sat in front of the dressing table, Lin Chunhuan was still in a daze, still couldn't believe that she actually married Xiao Cen and became the Princess of Pingyang!

"Lin Chunhuan, you are not dreaming!"

Looking at the face in the mirror, Lin Chunhuan let out a long sigh and rubbed his cheeks hard.

However, when she thought about sleeping with Xiao Cen soon, the memories of her last life before death immediately flooded over her body like a tide, cold and damp, freezing her so much that she couldn't breathe or move.

"Dong dong dong."

"who!"

The sudden knock on the door startled Lin Chunhuan, and even the tone of the voice was particularly cold.

The person outside the door seemed frightened, and after a while, he weakly responded, "To answer the princess, I am Hui'er from the kitchen. The prince cannot spare some time, so he asked me to bring you some food."

His tense body slowly relaxed when he heard the soft female voice. Lin Chunhuan breathed a sigh of relief, "Come in."

"Princess, today's banquet is greasy. The prince specially instructed the kitchen to make it according to your taste." Hui'er was a little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.

Maybe it was because he had been working in the kitchen. Even after changing into clean clothes, he still had a faint smell of cooking fumes on his body.

This smell made Lin Chunhuan feel at ease, and the corners of his lips slightly raised.

"Your Highness is thoughtful." Lin Chunhuan smiled, but when she saw the dishes on the table, her smile turned a little cold. "How did Your Highness know my taste?"

"Of course, Lord Lin said it himself."

Hui Er said casually, "According to the rules, your family members cannot come to the wedding banquet, so the prince sent someone to ask."

"Why, don't you like these dishes, Princess?" Halfway through her words, Hui'er seemed to realize belatedly that Lin Chunhuan's face was not so good, "I will take it away and bring you other dishes!"

"no need."

Stopping Hui'er's hand from taking the plate, Lin Chunhuan looked up and said with a smile, "That's all, it's good."

Hui'er was still very uneasy, but when she saw Lin Chunhuan really picked up the chopsticks and started eating in small bites, and he didn't look uncomfortable, she breathed a sigh of relief and stayed by the side to serve the food.

Originally, such a thing was not something a kitchen maid should do.

But there was no way, the palace was too quiet, so quiet that except for places like the kitchen and the laundry room, the only people serving him were servants and guards, and there was no maid at all.

How could the Lin family know her taste?

Lin Chunhuan laughed as she ate. She hadn't been home for ten years. Even during the half month she was waiting to get married in the Lin family, she had never eaten a single meal at the same table with that family.

Those people don’t even care about her life or death, so how could they care about what she likes to eat.

I'm afraid that when the palace sent people to ask, the Lin family couldn't give a clear answer, so they just randomly reported some of Lin Chu Nuan's favorite things to fool the family.

Looking at the sweet and sour dishes on the table, Lin Chunhuan swallowed them expressionlessly.

Her mother is from Sichuan and Chongqing, and she has loved spicy food since she was a child. Even in a place like a nunnery, where chili peppers are not allowed on a normal day, she would still eat them secretly.

Sometimes she was discovered by the monks in the nunnery and was hit with a ruler. Her palms burned with pain, and she would dare to do it again next time!

Of course, life in the nunnery was not easy, to put it bluntly, it was poverty. She often had no food to eat, so she never wasted food, even if it was something she didn't like.

"I'm done eating."

"When will the prince come?"

Hui Er shook her head as she cleaned up the dishes, "I don't know, but Master Mu Qing has been waiting outside since a while ago, and it seems he brought a matchmaker with him."

Sure enough, as soon as Hui'er left, Mu Qing walked in from behind.

Mu Qing was Xiao Cen's personal bodyguard, and his status in the palace was equivalent to that of half a master. When he saw Lin Chunhuan, he even saluted respectfully, "Greetings, Princess."

"The prince has ordered that the princess will not bring any dowry when she gets married, so he asked his subordinates to find a matchmaker and ask you to pick a few girls who serve in the courtyard. All of them are here, and the princess can choose according to her taste."

Mu Qing never drags his feet when doing things, and soon, a row of lively little girls stood in front of him.

Seeing these little girls, Lin Chunhuan thought of someone. He turned to look at the matchmaker and asked, "Are these all? Are there any of them who can read and write?"

"It would be best if you can do some simple math, and it would be even better if you understand the rules of the big sects."

The matchmaker was stunned by these words, "Princess, your request is too high. A girl like this needs to be trained from childhood. If you want to find one at the last minute, then..."

The toothbrush stopped talking halfway.

"Don't mention it, there really is such a person, but he has a rather fierce temper. I wonder if Princess..."

"What is your name?"

"Dong Ling'er, the descendant of a criminal, was sold to me by the Music Bureau a few days ago. She can read and write and is proficient in mathematics, but she has a bad temper and is really not suitable to serve others!"

Mu Qing frowned as he listened, "Surname Dong? But she is the daughter of the Minister of Revenue who was dismissed from his post half a year ago?"

The matchmaker nodded repeatedly and said, "That's right! But Dong Ling'er was born out of wedlock. She didn't enjoy any of her father's blessings, but suffered all the sins. Look, who can she go to for justice..."

Before the matchmaker could finish her words, she turned around and met Lin Chunhuan's smiling eyes, and immediately shut her mouth.

Lin Chunhuan then nodded and said, "That's it, when will the person be sent over?"

"Since this is the person the princess wants, I will pack him up and send him over tomorrow morning!"

"Princess." Mu Qing frowned, "After all, she is the daughter of a guilty minister. Otherwise, you should consider it. There are so many people here, and we don't need a Dong Ling'er."

Lin Chunhuan didn't react much to Mu Qing's words. He just looked at him with his eyes raised. "Why? You don't dare to use Dong Ling'er in such a big Pingyang Palace?"

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