"Keep your voice down! If someone hears, you might get whipped!" The noblewoman, using a round fan to cover her face, playfully tapped her friend with it, holding back her laughter. "Didn’t you see the Commandery Princess of Gaoyi, who loves to wield a whip, following them?"
Zhen Zeping’s third daughter, Miss Zhen, overheard the group of noblewomen gossiping and was displeased. "My father said that the Princess of Zhen and the Commandery Princess of Gaoyi are true heroines, inheriting the spirit of the King of Zhen. In the Jin Kingdom, apart from Bai Suqiu of the Bai family who volunteered during the Jiaozhou epidemic, only these two are deserving of the title of heroic women!"
The noblewoman glanced at Miss Zhen and sneered but refrained from further comment, simply flicking her handkerchief while watching Bai Qingyan and Xiao Rongyan pass by Yanque Tower, followed by Bai Jinzhi and the guards.
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Murong Li, the Fourth Prince of Yan, together with Lu Yuanqing and Chen Zhaolu, arrived for the poetry gathering. Upon seeing Bai Qingyan, he happily called out and dismounted his horse to salute her.
"Fourth Prince of Yan, Young Master Lu, Young Master Chen!" Xiao Rongyan greeted them with a smile.
Chen Zhaolu and Lu Yuanqing had long admired Xiao Rongyan’s talent. Ever since his poem "Pingchuan Night Snow" became famous, any of his writings that surfaced were considered masterpieces. They couldn’t help but be impressed and treated him with great respect.
"Mr. Xiao!" They all returned the greeting to Xiao Rongyan.
"There’s a poetry gathering at Yanque Tower today. If the Princess of Zhen, the Commandery Princess of Gaoyi, and Mr. Xiao are interested, why not join us for some fun?" Chen Zhaolu said gracefully with a gentle smile.
Murong Li, not wanting Chen Zhaolu to disturb his uncle and aunt’s time together, quickly added, "If... the Princess of Zhen, the Commandery Princess of Gaoyi, and Mr. Xiao have other plans, there’s no need to force it."
The noblewomen upstairs, seeing how popular Bai Qingyan was, couldn’t help feeling jealous. They thought of the Princess of Nandu, Liu Ruofu, who had been mistaken for the Fourth Prince of Daliang. They laughed and said, "I heard that the Princess of Nandu, Liu Ruofu, is also coming to the poetry gathering today! If she sees all the handsome young men of Dadu City surrounding the Princess of Zhen, who knows how jealous she’ll be!"
Although the Fourth Prince of Daliang had mistaken Liu Ruofu’s identity, he had already proposed to her. Daliang had accepted her.
For this reason, Liu Ruofu had been kept in Dadu City by her grandmother’s family. They feared she would have fewer opportunities to visit once married into the Daliang. Hence, when King Xian returned to Nandu, Liu Ruofu didn’t leave and would attend the poetry gathering today as well.
"The Princess of Zhen is truly... irresistible. Just with that beautiful face, many young men of Dadu City are willing to become her admirers." The fourth daughter of the Minister of Revenue, Chu Zhongxing, realized her words were a bit out of line and switched the topic with a smile, "Luckily, Young Master Lu Yuanpeng and his group aren’t here. Otherwise, at the mere mention of the Princess of Zhen, they’d go rushing out like dogs wagging their tails!"
Hearing the noblewoman compare Lu Yuanpeng to a dog, Miss Zhen immediately became furious and glared at her, shouting downstairs, "Brother Yuanqing, the fourth daughter of the Minister of Revenue called Lu Yuanpeng a dog!"
"You!" The fourth daughter of the Chu family clenched her fan handle, her face flushed with anger, glaring at Miss Zhen.
Miss Zhen raised her eyebrows and turned to walk downstairs.
"No wonder. Those from military families have no manners!" The fourth daughter of the Chu family, her eyes red with anger, dared not look at Lu Yuanqing. She covered her face with a round fan and returned to the private room.
Lu Yuanqing was unlike Lu Yuanpeng. With a cold demeanor, he appeared indifferent, but anyone who had offended him never had a good outcome. He had a keen memory for grudges.
Miss Zhen descended the stairs, smiling as she greeted Bai Qingyan and Bai Jinzhi, "Congratulations, Princess, Commandery Princess!"
"Thank you, Miss Zhen!" Bai Qingyan returned the salute.
"Thank you, Miss Zhen!" Bai Jinzhi said with a smile.
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