"That's Liu Xinru, the daughter of Marquis Jingning. That one is Huang Ziyuan, your aunt's niece." Princess Funing whispered in her ear:

"On the other side, the one in red is Li Jing, the second daughter of Master Li, and the other is Zhao Wan, the daughter of Master Zhao, the servant of the Ministry of War."

Why are there so many ladies here all of a sudden?Are they all invited by Princess Funing?And why did they all gather in Changchun Palace to meet King Ning and his wife?

A bad premonition rose in An Xiaoqing's heart. Concubine Ning looked at people with scrutiny and research. This scene looked a bit like a small blind date.

She is only 15 years old, and her body is not yet in shape. She doesn't want to marry blindly and marry a stranger for no reason.

Thinking about it this way, An Xiaoqing made up her mind that no matter what others do for a while, she must keep a low profile and keep a low profile, just don't draw people's attention.

"I don't have a cousin who is a servant. Her mother used to be a child of my family." An Xiaoqing wanted to keep a low profile, but Huang Ziyuan refused to let her go, her attitude was arrogant and arrogant.

"Cousin Ziyuan is from the real family?" An Xiaoqing heard from Hongxia and Jingyi that Huang Ziyan only had one real sister who was married long ago. This one should also be from the Huang family.

Huang Ziyuan's face turned pale, and she stared at An Xiaoqing and said, "I was raised in my wife's house, unlike some people who were raised by slaves since childhood, and I was born as a family child."

"So she is a family child? It doesn't look like that at all."

"The clothes cost dozens of taels. If you dress up again, of course it won't look like it. But so what, you are still a slave at heart."

Miss Li's family and Miss Zhao's family gathered their heads together to discuss, obviously talking privately, but their voices were not too loud, just enough for everyone present to hear.

Concubine Ning felt a little displeased when she heard this. Although Yunxi was blind, he was her only concubine. How could his concubine be a concubine who was a slave? Such a daughter-in-law has no face.

An Xiaoqing stood there calmly as usual, without any look of inferiority or sadness on her face, but she didn't fight back. Her peaceful look made King Ning take a second look.

Those girls in the hall are all sharp-tongued and mean-spirited, wishing to pick out the ugliness of others. What's the point of such a woman, although she comes from a famous family and has a little or two higher status?

What Yunxi needs is a wife who is virtuous, generous, witty and calm, not a wife who is sour and strong all day long, and who will only make petty sex.

"They're all talking about you, Sister Pei, why don't you care at all." Funing was also a little disappointed, and nudged An Xiaoqing with his elbow.

"Will the princess look down on her because she was born to a slave?" An Xiaoqing asked with a smile.

"Of course not, what Ben Gong likes is you, what does it have to do with your background?" Funing said loudly, staring at her bright eyes.

"Then it's over. The servant girl entered the palace to accompany the princess to read. The princess does not dislike it. The servant girl is very grateful. Why should I care what others say about me? Are they more noble than you, Your Highness?" An Xiao Qing smiled and shook her head, looking indifferent.

Those few girls who were still discussing just now shut up immediately, who dares to think that she is more noble than the princess?If you dislike them, as princesses, they are all objects of dislike.

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