Chapter 47.2 - Mid-Autumn Festival (1/2)

No doubt they were waiting for the empress and crown prince?

Luo Qing Luan smiled faintly. If she had a choice, she’d rather play at home, or maybe go visit Immortal Dream Tower to see how Mr. Yu’s business was coming along. Either would be better than wasting time with these hypocritical aristocratic young ladies.

The current time should be between 7-9 pm. There’s still a while before the feast officially starts. Luo Qing Luan found a place with fewer people to sit down. The plate of watermelon in front of her stirred her appetite and she couldn’t help but pick up a piece to enjoy slowly. A cool breeze blew gently, also not bad.

“Sigh, I was wondering who is sitting here sneakily. Turns out it’s the second Miss Luo.” She barely ate two bites before a peculiar voice was heard. Even though it sounded sweet and pleasant, the tone of voice actually caused a person to be less than impressed.

Luo Qing Luan turned her head and saw a young girl about her age standing before her. With a look, it could be ascertained that her light purple redbud flower dress was made from the best ice silk. As a matter of fact, movingly bright and beautiful. It’s just that the sneer on her face destroyed her innocent, pure and virtuous impression.

There were also two fifteen or sixteen year-old young girls by her side, with equally noble auras. With one look, they could be seen to be daughters of distinguished families. Among them, a slender young girl wearing pearl earrings used her thin silk handkerchief to cover her mouth. With a ‘pffft’, she laughed, “As expected, it’s the second Miss Luo. No wonder! Last time, when we saw her, she was like a starving ghost gorging herself with food at the Flower Bestowment Feast. It’s still the same this time. Looks just like General Luo has never allowed her to eat her fill.”

“Mingzhu, is it possible that you haven’t heard. Since birth, Miss Luo jinxed her own mother to death. It goes without saying that she’s never received General Luo’s favor. Whenever she’s able to grasp an opportunity to eat her fill, she naturally wouldn’t let it go to waste.” The other round faced young girl also mocked, while a wisp of envy streaked through her eyes.

Not to mention her, even the most beautiful woman in Western Chu, Marquis of Xuanping’s daughter, Yuchi Lianqing, also couldn’t compare with Luo Qing Luan’s looks! A body of floating white clothes, temperament like an angel untouched by dust, snowy and tender skin like fine porcelain, ten slender fingers like spring onions……in the past, everybody thought that this Luo Qing Luan was utterly ugly. Who could have imagined that she was so stunning?

What a crafty girl. She unexpectedly had always concealed herself until Her Highness the Empress wanted to pick a consort for the crown prince, then she immediately severed the engagement with Fifth Prince, with the intention of climbing an even higher branch?

Even though it’s their second meeting, these three people immediately took Luo Qing Luan to be an ambitious, scheming female and hated her at once.

There was only one crown prince and there was only one position of crown prince consort. If it was taken by Luo Qing Luan, then how would they have a share?

Seeing that Luo Qing Luan simply didn’t pay attention to them, Fang Mingzhu angrily was the first to speak. “What, looking down on us? Disinclined to even speak to us? Luo Qing Luan, don’t you think that because of playing the zither last time, the empress……”

“Where did a noisy stray dog come from in the imperial palace, disturbing a person’s peace?”

Unexpectedly, Luo Qing Luan suddenly spoke. As she spoke, she even looked around everywhere. Once she saw the three girls whose expressions changed drastically, she continued as if having discovered something. “Oh, I thought it was a stray dog. Turns out it’s Miss Fang, Miss Zhuang, and Miss Wen, the three of you……sorry, I spoke without thinking. Please don’t take offense, by all means.”