The mistress was reborn and broke off the engagement, the regent cried and begged to marry into the

"I do not expect anything in return for my kindness. The young lady has already expressed her gratitude, and I have accepted it. You don't have to worry about this little thing. I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first." Without waiting for the other party to react, Xie Qiuguang immediately stood up, opened the door of the private room and left.

He walked hurriedly, afraid of being called if he slowed down.

When the two brothers of the Wei family saw someone coming out, they pretended to be busy and not eavesdropping.

Unexpectedly, the prince didn't even look at them.

Shangguan Haitong felt helpless. King Ling Zhao didn't know that this favor also included saving his life in the previous life.

How could a simple thank you offset this? She sighed softly and stood up: "Huan Shuang, let's go back."

"Hey." Huanshuang walked into the house and put on a veil for her master.

The beauty is so pitiful when she is lost, and the prince is so unkind to her.

Wei Jingyan hurriedly suggested: "The prince's birthday will be in a while. Why don't you send him a thoughtful gift?"

Pulling his brother away, Wei Yuyou explained, "Young lady, don't listen to his nonsense. Since the death of Concubine Shu, the prince has not celebrated his birthday again. If you listen to my stupid brother and send a gift, it will only make the prince unhappy. I apologize on his behalf, young lady, please."

Shangguan Haitong nodded and left the teahouse.

Wei Jingyan was not convinced: "What if? What if the prince likes the gift given by Miss Shangguan?"

There was really nothing he could do with his stupid brother, so Wei Yuyou knocked on his head speechlessly: "Nothing will happen. Go home."

"Oh." Wei Jingyan touched his head, unable to figure it out.

It's such a joy to receive a gift on your birthday, how can there be a problem...

The carriage moved forward slowly.

Shangguan Haitong took off her veil in the car. It was the death anniversary of Concubine Shu and the birthday of the prince...

There is less than half a month difference between the two, is there any connection?

As a prince, the prince has seen all kinds of exquisite things. Even if he is lucky enough to send a gift, what kind of flowers can he send?

She remembered that Concubine Shu suddenly became seriously ill and died. How could a normal person fall ill just like that? There must be something going on...

Good luck.

Shangguan Haitong has figured out the contest between the emperor and the prince, and perhaps she can help.

The carriage stopped in front of the mansion and Shangguan Haitong got off.

The housekeeper bowed and greeted her: "Young lady. An hour ago, the Shangshu Mansion sent me an invitation to a flower viewing banquet. I wanted to decline it. Unexpectedly, the second young lady saw it, took the invitation and went to attend the appointment. She has been gone for a quarter of an hour."

Shangguan Haitong entered the mansion and the courtyard: "Which Shangshu Mansion? Logically speaking, the invitation should not be delivered to our house."

First, we have no friendship, and second, we are in mourning period.

Who would take the time and effort to send out invitations in this situation? It seems like they have bad intentions.

The housekeeper took a look at his master's face and replied, "It was sent by the Zhu family, the Minister of Rites. They said that the peach blossoms in Taoyuan are in full bloom, and they invited the noble ladies in the capital to enjoy them together. The second young lady was overjoyed and took a set of headgear from the storeroom... the set from the young lady's dowry, and went to dress up."

Huan Shuang took the tea from the maid and handed it to her master: "Why didn't you stop her?"

The housekeeper explained with an embarrassed look on his face: "The second young lady has such a temper, how can we stop her? She insisted on going no matter how much we persuaded her."

Shangguan Haitong took a sip of tea and said, "I understand. You can go down now."

"Yes." The butler withdrew. He was uneasy, unsure of his master's intentions.

Huanshuang put away her veil and looked worried: "Miss, will something happen to the second young lady?"

"Of course something will happen." Shangguan Haitong calmly drank tea. "The Mansion of Minister of Rites Zhu and the Mansion of Yong'an Marquis are related by marriage. Guess why they sent us a letter? The situation in the mansion is special, so just find a reason to refuse it. Once you go, you will get nothing good."

After packing up, Huan Shuang was surprised: "That girl is not anxious? The second girl will suffer."

"She is used to being willful and reckless. She has to suffer a little before she learns her lesson." Shangguan Haitong stood up and said, "Change your clothes."

"Yes." Huanshuang called a little maid to come in and serve the master together.

Shangguan Haitong untied his belt and said, "Wear the white dress and the green bamboo set. The peach blossoms are in full bloom, let's go and take a look."

"Okay." Huanshuang agreed with a smile on her face.

She quickly found clothes and dressed up for her master.

Outside the city. Taoyuan.

The blooming peach blossoms are connected together, like the most gorgeous and beautiful brocade.

The young men and ladies set up the table under the tree, talking and laughing in a poetic and picturesque atmosphere.

The noble ladies from the capital who were invited were all dressed up, wearing silk and green jade. Occasionally, peach petals flew around, like fairies dancing and falling.

Shangguan Sitong was the center of attention among the girls. Her hair ornaments were inlaid with gold and jewels, and her gorgeous attire made her look the most beautiful among the others.

Shangguan Sitong was very proud and her vanity was greatly satisfied. She specially chose a red dress to match the jewelry.

It's so stunning that everyone will remember it.

Not far away, under the peach tree.

Zhu Yirou, the daughter of the Zhu family, smiled softly with her hands covering her lips: "The filial piety of the Shangguan Mansion is only this much."

Sitting next to him was Li Sirong, the seventh daughter of the Li family.

The feud between Shangguan Mansion and Yong'an Marquis Mansion has already been formed, so how can they let go of such an opportunity?

She waved to a maid and whispered something.

The maidservant is blessed and will do it immediately.

Li Sirong smiled as if she was looking forward to a good show: "Everyone wait a moment, there will be something interesting to watch soon."

Zhu Yirou smiled sweetly: "Sirong has prepared a good show, we must watch it carefully."

All the girls burst into laughter.

The young men who were concentrating on admiring the flowers heard this and were confused. What's the fun today?

The maid quickly walked up to a noble lady, delivered a message, and then left.

The noble lady rolled her eyes and praised with a smile: "Sister Sitong, your headdress is so exquisite, it must be worth a lot, right?"

"Of course." Shangguan Sitong became more and more satisfied.

She had long coveted the jewelry in her eldest sister's dowry, but could only look at it but not wear it.

Now that her sister's marriage has been cancelled and she has returned home, all her jewelry has been put into storage. We are all girls in the mansion, so why can't she wear some?

The lady cleverly said, "It's really beautiful. Can we touch it? If you don't want to, forget it."

Shangguan Sitong said generously: "Of course. But you guys better be careful not to damage it."

"Hey." The lady winked at the others.

Everyone rushed forward to touch the jewelry, but they actually grabbed it, messed up the hair, and pulled the jewelry off.

Shangguan Sitong cried out in pain: "What are you doing! Stop it now!"

It's a pity that no one listened to her.

They all laughed and pulled the hair and pushed hard.

"Sister Sitong, oh, how could you be so careless."

"Yes. The hairpin fell off because it was not worn firmly. It's not our fault. It's your fault."

Shangguan Sitong tried his best to stop it, but the maid wanted to protect her master but was pushed away.

All the expensive jewellery fell down and people stepped on them, some of them broke and some of them became deformed.

"Stop, stop!" Shangguan Sitong cried, but no one helped.

She was thrown to the ground, unable to win the fight, and could only cry while holding her head. Who will save her?

Zhu Yirou and others not far away were laughing so hard that they were bent over.

"It's a good show. It's really a rare good show."

"It's a pity that such a beautiful headpiece is worn by someone who doesn't deserve it. It can only be trampled into the mud."

When the young masters saw this, some wanted to help but were held back. The people around them all shook their heads, thinking it would be better not to get involved.