Phoenix Duchess

The weather was getting cold, and the cool weather was welcoming the first heavy snow of the year. It was drifting about gracefully and drifting about, and when he went to sleep last night, there was no sign of it.

When Dong Ling Wan woke up, a new layer of quilt had been added to her body, and a stove had been added to the pavilion at some unknown time. The doors and windows were shut tight, making the room a little dark.

Dong Ling Wan put on her shoes and got off the bed, then she saw An Ying walk in, and put the white fox fur coat on Dong Ling Wan's body, "Young miss should wear even thicker these few days. This is the first snow this year, I think it will be some time before the snow comes."

"It's snowing?" Eastern Ling Wan tightened her clothes as she asked.

"Of course. He had reached his ankles in the early morning and is even thicker now." Her long hair fell down to her lap, wrapping up most of her body. She pushed open her hand, which Tingyu had reached over to comb her hair, and lightly opened the window a crack. The cold wind immediately blew in, sweeping away all the previous boredom.

Dong Ling Wan frowned, shrunk her body into her fox fur coat, and looked out again. The girls were busy cleaning up the charcoal fire, and in the vast white yard, a few red plums blossomed early in front of the eaves. The petals had been knocked off, and were embedded in the snow.

"The snow has come early this year." Dong Ling Wan paused for a moment, as if she felt a little helpless. "At least we can open the pots in the future. When the snow stops, we'll have someone dig them out and send them the wine. It'll be warm winter." Eastflow Wan raised her head to look. There was snow on the tree, and the white light resembled the blooming of a locust flower. She thought back to that time, when the two players played chess in the shade of the locust tree …

"Prepare the paper and grind the ink."

The pure white Xuan paper was spread flat, listening to the rain, holding the lamp, admiring the snow and grinding the ink. The brush and ink rendering was an absolutely beautiful scenery.

In an elegant courtyard of the Rongyuan Mansion, the young master's eyebrows were like swords, and his hair was like a knife cut. He looked like a masterpiece, with a pair of clear peach blossom eyes.

Xiao Qian stroked his sleeve as he asked, "Eastern Lingwan, what are you doing now?"

A Ben came in from outside and clasped his hands. "Mistress, Esteemed Empress Dowager has set up a snow feast and asks you to come over immediately."

"Got it."

As Xiao Qian walked out of the courtyard, he met Inspector Xiao within ten steps of him. The two of them were both dressed in the same Scarlet Sect attire as they headed into the hall. Two scarlet figures were walking side by side in the corridor, chatting.

"My older cousin is going to be crowned, and I see that at this moment, Uncle Kaiyang will pick a suitable consort for you." Naturally, it was not right that he and Dong Ling Wan were from the same family. After all, in name, Dong Ling Wan was just a merchant's daughter. Although Rao Yu was the imperial concubine, Dong Ling Wan had no title.

"I think it's better if you think about it for yourself. Look, the second miss of the Dong Family is not bad."

He was a good one, but it was hard to tell if he was talking to himself or to the people around him.

"Of course it's not bad. Only her eldest sister is the imperial uncle's Consort An."

The two of them didn't speak again after speaking. That's right, Imperial Concubine An. It was highly likely that she would be the future Empress. This way, Eastern Ling Wan would unknowingly be one rank higher than the two of them.

If Xiao Qian wanted to marry Dong Ling Wan, that would be impossible. How could the Emperor allow his own son to marry him? Wasn't that incest? Even though there had been more absurd things in history than this, Xiao Xian would definitely not allow that to happen.

As for Patrol Officer Xiao, the relationship between Eastern Ling Wan and Patrol Officer Xiao was not ordinary. If the two families were together, even if they were just trying to make a marriage, countless people would use the matter as an example. The owner had money, Prince Rong Yuan's mansion had soldiers, wasn't that clearly showing that they wanted to rebel?

Half a month had passed since that day, and Dong Ling Wan had never seen Xiao Qian again. It would be a lie to say that she wasn't worried. Waiting like this was really hard for her, so she might as well do it herself. However, she didn't dare to act rashly. He had said before that if she dared to interfere, she would immediately send Gargle to hell. She felt that he was not joking. Rather, he really did dare to do so, because the coldness in his words was not fake.

Dong Ling Wan felt that something bad was going to happen, so she became flustered and worried. She hadn't been in a good mood all day, and just as Dong Ling Wan was about to take a nap, news suddenly came from outside that the girl from Dong Ling Yu, Bi Chai, was seeking an audience. Dong Ling Wan's heart immediately sank.

He hastily went to see her, but when he saw her, she immediately kneeled down without a word. Her face darkened as she tugged at the hem of her skirt. "Second Miss, please save esteemed wangfei!"

Dong Ling Wan pulled up the jade hairpin. "Don't cry, explain in detail what happened to elder sister."

Bi Chao nodded her head and told him about what had happened in the palace today. Today, the empress dowager held a snowy feast, inviting the palace masters and princes to order their wives to attend. After the banquet, Xiao Qian blocked Dong Jiu Yu's path, saying that he wanted to take a look at her bracelet. Dong Yu did not think much about it, and handed it over, but Xiao Qian's expression changed, saying that he had once found a similar ring in Wang Ren Zhi's mansion, and suspected that Dong Yu was involved in this matter.

"Let me ask you, is that thing Elder Sister's?"

"This …" Bi Chao seemed to be in a difficult position. "Yes, the Empress bestowed this upon the Wang Courtyard."

It wasn't good to hear it, but from Bi Chai's words, Ling Wan knew that it was a set of jade ornaments she had given to Rao Yu the year before. It was a set made by a master craftsman from Saigon. At that time, she also felt that the lines were extremely beautiful and rare, which was why she gave it to Dong Jiuyu. She didn't expect it to drag her down.

Right now, Eastern Ling Wan didn't even have the mood to get angry, who could she blame? He could only blame himself for being too naïve. He really thought that Xiao Qian would help him. How could there be such a good thing in the world?

Dong Ling Wan's hand slapped heavily on the table. The silence in the hall could be heard clearly. No one knew whether her current mood was one of anger, worry, or fear. They only knew that everything that happened now was left to this young girl to decide.

After a long while, Eastern Ling let out a long sigh, "To Duke Rong Yuan Palace."

"It's going to be dark soon, so it's useless to go. It just so happens that the adults will be resting tomorrow. Why not make it early tomorrow?"

Inside the warm room on the fourth floor of the Treasure Concealing Pavilion, it was deathly silent. The red door was tightly shut, but even with the door closed, one could still smell the thick fragrance of the blue lotus drifting out of the room. It was cool and slightly bitter, most refreshing, most refreshing, most refreshing, most refreshing.

DongLing Wan sat alone under the lamp, fiddling with the cold tea. The tea bubbled and swirled in the cup, twisting into a circle, just like her heart.

He had said that no matter how well he saw the affairs of the royal family, he still owed them a great debt. If she could see through his words, she wouldn't have trusted him so easily. She would have been led astray by his hand. This was the price for her hesitation!

Eastern Ling Wan, you're too tired. That's why you're slacking off, giving others an opportunity to take advantage of you. Don't blame others.

The next day at dusk, the door of the warm room was finally opened. Dong Ri had always been late at sunrise. At this time, the shadows were still hazy, and a faint shadow covered Dong Ling Wan's eyes. She lowered her eyes and said, "Let's go to the Duke's Mansion."