The real daughter's life was stolen, and she was reborn and became the best in the capital

Mingjin received the news the next day.

Last night, when Wu Ji came back, it was already very late, so it was not appropriate for him to come and disturb Ming Jin.

Ming Jin was somewhat surprised by this result.

This was the first time she invited Gu Mingheng and was rejected.

Wu Ji obviously noticed her surprise, and he also felt that the prince was acting strange this time. It should be said that the prince has been acting strange recently.

But this obviously cannot be said to the princess.

Wu Ji could only say, "The prince has been very busy recently. When I went there yesterday, he took the new soldiers and veterans to the mountains for training. He didn't come back until dark. After the New Year, His Majesty will probably review the performance of these new soldiers in the spring. No one dares to neglect it."

"Even when His Majesty called him back, the prince didn't have time to come back."

"fine."

Ming Jin also came to his senses at this time.

Although she was surprised, it was not a big deal. Everyone has their own things to do, let alone Gu Mingheng. She didn't want to affect Gu Mingheng's arrangements because of herself.

Just this way...

She was afraid that she would not be able to see Gu Mingheng before the Qianqiu Banquet.

Whatever.

If Gu Mingheng really gets engaged, the worst that can happen is that she will invite the couple to dinner together.

As long as she can keep her heart to herself and not let others see her flaws, it doesn't matter when she invites people to dinner.

Mingjin thought it through and stopped worrying about it.

She smiled and said to Wu Ji: "Then you ask the prince to take good care of his health. I can be here anytime."

"Eh."

Wu Ji smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

"The prince also asked you to take good care of your health and not to work too hard." He was talking about the Tzu Chi Hall.

Wu Ji admires Ming Jin from the bottom of his heart.

I originally thought that the princess couldn't accomplish it alone, but unexpectedly, she made it so successful. Now who in the city doesn't know about Tzu Chi Hall?

Everyone is saying that the owner of this Tzu Chi Hall is a living Bodhisattva who saves the world and those in need.

It’s just that the princess refused to show up, and no one outside knew who the real master behind this was.

If Marquis Anyuan knew about this, I wonder if he would regret it.

He had inquired about it and found out that Marquis Anyuan had not had an easy time in the imperial court recently.

And what the princess is doing now are all great things that benefit the country and the people. With the prince around, this matter will certainly not be hidden for long. When the emperor and the queen know about it, they will definitely praise and reward the princess.

Who wouldn't want to have such a good reputation?

It’s a pity that Marquis Anyuan is short-sighted.

Instead of loving such a precious daughter, he was thinking about marrying her to the Fourth Prince.

The fourth prince is also...

It has come to this point, and there is still no expression.

Not to mention the prince, even the people watching were extremely disappointed with the Fourth Prince.

He shook his head in his heart, but there was no extra reaction on his face.

Seeing that Ming Jin had no other instructions, he took his leave first. He did not tell anyone about meeting Ming Jingrang in the military camp yesterday.

Ming Jin asked someone to send Wu Ji away.

Ming Jin suddenly became free when he learned that Gu Mingheng had no time to come over.

My heart suddenly felt empty.

Originally, she could wait for Gu Mingheng to confirm the time and make good plans and arrangements, but now there is no need to do that... This made her a little at a loss as to what to do.

But the Qianqiu Banquet is coming soon.

Although she has not received the invitation yet and is not sure whether she will go that day, Mingjin still decided to prepare the gifts first.

One is to avoid being too hasty and unable to prepare good things later.

Secondly, she had always liked Empress Yuan very much, and she wanted to prepare a good birthday gift for her from the bottom of her heart.

As soon as I went out, I saw a few raindrops falling on my head.

Chunyu was standing beside her and was about to accompany her back. She also felt the raindrops falling on her face.

"It's raining." Chunyu said with a smile.

Ming Jin looked up at the sky and hummed softly.

There was no need to hold an umbrella with such light rain, and they could return to the inner courtyard through the corridor. So the master and servant slowly walked back along the corridor.

On the way back, Mingjin thought about what gift to prepare for Queen Yuan.

Several answers flashed through his mind. When he returned to his room, Ming Jin had already made up his mind, so he told someone, "Prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstone for me."

She planned to paint a birthday picture for Empress Yuan.

She knew that Empress Yuan also liked to worship Buddha. Compared with the compassionate-looking Empress Xian, Empress Yuan really liked to worship Buddha, but she seldom talked about it in her daily life.

Mingjin plans to paint a picture of Guanyin for Queen Yuan.

this day.

Mingjin stayed in the room with the window open, listening to the sound of rain outside, and painting the image of Guanyin.

Mingrong, who was far away in Anyuan Marquis Mansion, also went out early this morning. She didn't tell anyone and went out with Qianshuang.

……

Mingjin learned about this in the evening.

From Ying Ge, Ming Jin learned that Ming Rong asked someone to bring the woman out of the village, and then he took people to Dong's house.

Brother Ying didn't go in to find out what was said specifically, but Dong Zhiyao, who was supposed to be studying at the Imperial College, was urgently summoned back home today.

Afterwards, Mrs. Dong personally escorted Mingrong out and gave her many thoughtful gifts.

The woman was secretly sent out of the city.

Ming Jin was neither surprised nor surprised by this result.

Chunyu frowned and asked, "Is there no one in the family who knows about this? Aunt Yu doesn't know either? What is the fourth young lady thinking? Why didn't she even tell her own mother?"

Brother Ying still spoke in that calm tone: "I didn't hear any movement from the Marquis' Mansion."

Chunyu and Huasui frowned.

Ming Jin didn't look up and continued to adjust the paint. She understood why Ming Rong made that choice.

For Mingrong, she felt that Dong Zhiyao was the best choice she could make now, so even if she knew there was a pit ahead, she would grit her teeth and step in.

Just like her in her previous life.

So Mingjin didn't say anything about Mingrong's choice.

For some things, no matter how much others say, it is not as good as experiencing it yourself. Moreover, with Mingrong's personality, it is not certain that there will be a bad ending in the end.

In some things, Mingrong thought much more clearly than she did.

At least Mingrong knows how to gain greater benefits for herself, and she won't keep silent when she is wronged like Mingsheng does. Maybe she will live a good life.

I hope she is doing well.

"All right."

She calmed down and said, "Since she has made her decision, we don't have to worry about it anymore."

The three of them responded in unison.

Ming Jin looked at the rain outside the window for a while before continuing to paint with his eyes lowered.

After a few more days, Mingjin's painting was almost finished, except that it was missing a bit of paint and it was difficult to paint a ribbon.

Even if Hua Sui and the others were asked to choose, they might not be able to make the right choice.

It just so happened that she hadn't been to the Tzu Chi Hall for a while, so Ming Jin had someone prepare a carriage that day and planned to go out.

After visiting Tzu Chi Hall.

Mingjin asked the driver to go to Yumenzhai on East Street.

Yumenzhai is a shop that sells the four treasures of the study. In the capital, it is the largest shop that sells the four treasures of the study and it also has the most complete range of pigments.

really.

Ming Jin went inside and quickly found the paint he wanted.

While Hua Sui went to pay, Ming Jin continued to look around in the shop. He just stopped in front of a pile of rice paper, wondering whether he should buy some more to take home, when he suddenly heard a light cough behind him.

The coughing sound was obviously intentional, as if it was deliberately shouted at her.

Ming Jin looked back and saw Ming Rong standing behind her.

Hua Sui also heard it.

After she paid the money, she looked over and saw Mingrong.

"Miss Fourth?"

She looked at Mingrong with some surprise.

Mingrong nodded, but her eyes were always on Mingjin. Seeing Mingjin looking at her naturally, she felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by her.

She turned her face away.

"Is something wrong?"

Mingjin asked her.

"It's okay." Mingrong said subconsciously.

Mingjin said "oh" and prepared to leave.

"Hey."

Mingrong saw that she was about to leave, but couldn't help but called her.

She looked at Ming Jin uncomfortably: "You...wait a minute, I have something to tell you."

Mingjin glanced at her and then looked at Huasui.

Hua Sui understood and went to talk to the shopkeeper, while Ming Jin continued to walk inside.

Mingrong followed and looked around again to make sure there was no one else around, then heaved a sigh of relief.

"If it's about that, don't worry, I won't mention it to anyone else."

Hearing Ming Jin's voice, Ming Rong was a little surprised that she would bring it up on her own initiative. But when he looked at her calm profile, the surprise faded away.

She was a little worried at first.

But looking at Mingjin now, that worry disappeared.

She knew Mingjin would not tell anyone else, she had already promised her.

There was another moment of silence.

Mingrong suddenly looked at Mingjin and said, "...Thank you."

She seldom thanked people, so she felt a little uncomfortable at this moment.

Obviously.

Mingjin was also a little surprised.

She turned around and looked at Mingrong.

Mingrong felt even more uncomfortable being stared at by her. She continued to turn her face away, pursed her lips, and said nothing.

Ming Jin withdrew his gaze.

"fine."

"Is there anything else?" she asked Mingrong.

Mingrong shook his head.

Ming Jin didn't say anything else. He just nodded to her and prepared to leave.

When they passed by each other, Mingrong suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sorry about that. I...I didn't mean to deal with you with Mingyao."

"I was just too angry at the time. I felt that you looked down on me, and you just happened to have something on Mingyao. She said she could give me some benefits, so I agreed to keep it secret."

"fine."

Mingjin spoke in a normal tone.

She never blamed Mingrong for this.

But there was one thing she decided to reiterate to Mingrong: "I may not like you, but I don't look down on you. You misunderstood."

Mingrong was stunned by what she said.

When Mingrong finally reacted and looked at Mingjin's calm profile, he was speechless for a moment.

"That's why I don't like you." She suddenly said in a low voice.

"what?"

Mingjin didn't hear clearly.

Mingrong did not repeat it.

"nothing."

She felt that this was fine since she didn't like Mingjin anyway. However, her resentment and dissatisfaction towards Mingjin had gradually dissipated.

The two looked at each other.

Mingjin looked at Mingrong for a while, and seeing that she had nothing else to say, he said, "Let's go."

This time Mingrong didn't stop her and watched Mingjin walk away.

When he walked outside, Ming Jin suddenly heard a burst of discussions coming from the surroundings.

"Have you heard that today, the daughter of General Lu from Hejian Prefecture and Miss Zhao from Jining Prefecture have arrived and have been invited into the palace."

"It seems that the candidate for Princess Chang'an this time is between these two."

Hearing these words, Mingjin suddenly stopped.

But after a moment, she continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.