The sun gradually set, and the first day of marrying into the palace went much smoother than Lin Chunhuan had imagined.

Now that Xiao Cen and Xiao Jin'an were not at home, Lin Chunhuan told the kitchen not to prepare dinner for her, as she was the only master there.

I just asked Qiu Shuang to ask the cook who was supposed to cook yesterday what dishes she could cook. It would be a good opportunity to try out her cooking skills today.

With Qiu Shuang away, Dong Ling'er was the only one left in the room.

Lin Chunhuan held the warehouse key in his hand, picking it up and putting it down from time to time, making a clinking sound, but he never spoke.

To be exact, since Dong Ling'er took the key, there has not been a single conversation between the two of them until now.

She's quite a patient girl.

It seems that some people have the ability to do great things no matter what time it is, and Dong Ling'er is such a person.

Lin Chunhuan was satisfied in his heart.

Even though she knew that Dong Ling'er would never stay with her forever, it was enough. Even if it was only three to five years, it was enough for her to learn a lot of things.

"Yesterday the matchmaker said she would bring you here early in the morning, why did you only arrive in the evening?"

With a loud bang, the warehouse key was thrown onto the desk by Da Ci Ci. Lin Chunhuan leaned against the chair, with his legs on the armrests, swaying slowly.

Although she was not dignified at all, or even looked proper, Dong Ling'er was still stunned for a moment when she raised her head.

Before meeting Lin Chunhuan, she didn't even believe that so-called beauty could be considered a kind of ability.

But she saw it today.

There are people like Princess Pingyang in this world. She just needs to sit there casually, neither dignified nor elegant, but she exudes a kind of aura from her hair to her toes.

That kind of breath is called beautiful.

It is good looking in all traditional and non-traditional senses.

No matter what your aesthetic taste is, no matter whether you like Lin Chunhuan as a person or not, you cannot deny that she is good-looking.

Lin Chunhuan chuckled and woke Dong Ling'er from her trance. The hem of her aquamarine skirt swayed gently at her feet as she moved, making her look like she was standing by the Bi Bo Tan. "You haven't answered my question yet."

"I did leave in the morning, but I didn't want to come at that time. I just planned to take a walk outside and go back. You are not the kind of master I want." Dong Ling'er responded in a faint tone.

It seemed as if he was completely unaware of how outrageous his words were.

But she seemed to see Lin Chunhuan's confusion, and then explained, "The matchmaker doesn't know whether the princess really wants me, so even if I don't come to the palace, she won't do anything to me for a while."

"Well."

Lin Chunhuan responded indifferently without making any comment.

He only propped up one hand on the table, gently resting his chin, "Then why are you willing to come again suddenly?"

"I heard some rumors." Dong Ling'er thought of something, and a smile appeared on her indifferent face. "The princess hasn't left the house today. The servants in the palace are well-trained and won't gossip."

"So, the princess probably doesn't know yet that the capital is very lively today."

Lin Chunhuan said with interest, blinked and looked at Dong Ling'er, "Tell me, how lively it is."

"The whole capital is talking about two things. One is that the eldest daughter of the Lin family is stunningly beautiful, with eyes and eyebrows comparable to Yang Yuhuan, and a smile that is extremely charming. The most beautiful woman in the capital is going to be replaced."

Speaking of this, Dong Ling'er's expression became more relaxed. "I never liked Lin Chu Nuan. I always felt that she was very fake and hypocritical."

"But no matter how much I dislike her, I know that her title of the most beautiful woman is well deserved."

"You are her eldest sister, and you can surpass Lin Chunuan in the aspect of appearance that she cares about the most. I want to meet you and want to know what kind of face can surpass Lin Chunuan's most proud appearance."

"Now you see it." Lin Chunhuan raised his eyebrows slightly, not surprised by Dong Ling'er's reason, "How is it?"

"Shocking!"

Even though she didn't know the character of the Princess Pingyang in front of her, Dong Ling'er did not hide her true thoughts at all.

Of course, she wasn't afraid of flattery, and after saying just four words, she smiled even brighter, "Lin Chunuan's loss was not unfair."

"So the second big event you mentioned was the matter of me marrying Xiao Cen."

Although Dong Ling'er was proud, she was not brave enough to call Xiao Cen by his name. She was silent for a moment and then smiled and said, "The rumors outside are much more interesting."

"The Prince of Pingyang fell in love with the female doctor and was dissatisfied with the marriage. He refused to open the door on the wedding day."

"The eldest daughter of the Lin family got off the sedan chair in a domineering manner and said that all the sons of the Xiao family could marry, so why wait for Xiao Jinan."

"Prince Pingyang rode back to his palace and fell in love with Lin's daughter at first sight. In an instant, his daughter-in-law became his wife, and the bride became his stepmother." Dong Ling'er paused and said, "Anyway, several versions of this story have been spread. If the princess has time, she can go to the teahouse to listen to it. It's very lively."

However, at this time, Lin Chunhuan stretched out his finger and shook it, shaking his head, "What they spread is not right."

"Xiao Cen had never been married before me, which means I am his first wife, not his second wife, let alone his stepmother."

Dong Ling'er was stunned for a moment. Obviously, she had not thought of this before. Not only her, but it seemed that no one cared about this matter. But after being specifically reminded by Lin Chunhuan.

Dong Ling'er understood after just a quick thought.

The difference between them is huge!

"Yes, Princess is right. I am shallow." Dong Ling'er is a clear-headed person and is quick to admit her mistakes.

There is one good thing about such people: once they make a mistake, they will never allow themselves to make it a second time.

After tasting the cook's food in the evening, Lin Chunhuan was so spicy that tears came out of her eyes. She jumped up and down to find a drink of water and almost got her tongue scalded by the freshly brewed boiling tea.

The first day passed quite peacefully in Prince Pingyang's Palace.

By the time Lin Chunhuan thought about whether he should go to the palace to express his gratitude or something, his head had already rested on the pillow and his thoughts were no longer clear.

Just turned over.

Forget it, since the housekeeper didn’t mention it, just pretend you don’t know. Anyway, she was the Crown Prince’s Consort in her previous life and had never entered the palace, so it doesn’t seem to be a big deal.

Soothing incense was floating in the air in the house. Seeing that she was fast asleep, Dong Ling'er said hello to Qiu Shuang who stayed overnight. Then she took the princess' seal to the accounting office and asked for the account books of the palace for the past ten years.

The account books piled on the table are as high as a mountain, to the point where one's scalp would tingle at just one look at them.

But when seeing these account books, Dong Ling'er's eyes were like a gambler at the dice table. The light in her eyes was full of excitement, and she wished she could dive in and never come out.

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