Rebirth: The First Daughter and the Ruthless Concubine

"How can I see a good show if I don't come? I never imagined that my sister would be so familiar with the third prince and be able to chat privately for such a long time behind closed doors."

Meng Junyao sneered, living up to her usual gentle appearance, looking at Meng Wan coldly, as if she wanted to eat her alive.

Meng Wan didn't panic. She looked at Meng Junyao smiling, and she smiled brightly too: "That's all thanks to the second sister. If it weren't for you, how would I have the chance to get acquainted with the third prince?"

"You..." Meng Junyao's face darkened. She wanted to say something, but couldn't come up with a rebuttal. She could only clenched her fists and stared at Meng Wan without saying a word.

Meng Wan's heart became more and more happy, but the smile on her face became gentler. She reached out and patted Meng Junyao on the shoulder. She said: "Okay, I have something else to do. I'll leave first. Second sister, don't hang around here anymore.

You can save your father from getting angry again when he sees you when he comes back later."

Meng Junyao's face turned even more ugly, and Meng Wan ignored her, holding up her skirt, turned around and walked towards the backyard.

Behind him, Meng Junyao's fists were clenched, and her beautiful eyes were spitting fire. Meng Wan, just be proud of yourself, I won't let you have an easy time!

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In the evening, when Prime Minister Meng returned home, Meng Wan conveyed Huangfu Qian's request for help. Prime Minister Meng didn't say much, and just asked Meng Wan to go back and rest, and nothing else.

Meng Wan didn't really want to help Huangfu Qian at first, but she just had to say what should be conveyed, otherwise others would say it if she didn't say it. It would be better for her to talk about her father's opinions.

Judging from his father's reaction, it seems that Huangfu Qian's 'provoking' was done out of his own will. After all, it was the seventh prince that the emperor cared about most that was involved.

In this way, Meng Wan could feel at ease. Just two days before the annual plum blossom appreciation meeting at Lingyin Temple in the south of the city, Meng Wan put all her thoughts on that.

The Plum Appreciation Conference, as the name suggests, is for appreciating the plum blossoms that bloom in the twelfth lunar month of winter. It was not originally a big day, but it attracted a lot of people because of the annual gimmick. Officials who usually stay at home do not leave the house.

Miss, of course you have to take advantage of a day like this to go out and wander around.

The flowers are red and the willows are green, and the fragrance is endless. It is even more eye-catching than the thousands of flowers.

Meng Wan was not very interested in this, but because her mother's tomb was placed in Lingyin Temple, she started preparing for the ceremony early in the morning.

It was nothing more than bringing some of Mrs. Meng's favorite snacks and the like. Early in the morning, the sedan carrying the three daughters of the Prime Minister's Mansion left the Prime Minister's Mansion together.

Leaving aside the fact that I have to go with Meng Junyao, the scenery along the way to Lingyin Temple is very beautiful.

The road stretches from the foot of the mountain to the hillside. Plum trees are planted on both sides, with pink and white petals dancing in the wind. It is a pleasing scene for the eyes.

Meng Wan was not very interested in admiring plum blossoms, but she was in an extremely good mood. After all, it had been a long time since she had offered incense to her mother. Now it was time to talk to her. Many things happened in her previous life.

She had no one to share her feelings with, and she could only talk about those emotions to her mother.

After an estimated half hour's journey, which was bumpy all the way, they finally arrived at Lingyin Temple. Meng Wan got off the sedan chair, and Meng Junyao and Xiao Yun'er had also gotten off. They walked to Meng Wan's side together: "Sister, do you want to go first?"

Are you going to pay homage to your mother, or are you going to enjoy the flowers first?"

Xiao Yun'er tilted her head and said.

Meng Wan reached out and touched her head: "What do you want first?"