Quick Wear Beauty

Chapter 895 The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (7)

Chapter 895 The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (Seventeen)

When I first went out in the morning, the fog was still very thick. Now the fog is slowly dissipating, and the sun is coming out from the clouds, spreading its light to the world.

There was constant laughter and joy in the courtyard, and Qingli took her maid Chunlan for a stroll.

The gardens of *** Mansion are grand and luxurious, which reflects ***'s preference.

Seeing several women at the corner in front, Qingli took a special look at the girl in gorgeous clothes who was in the center of the crowd. The girl's skin was not fair enough, and her hair was even a little dry and yellow. She did not look like a rich lady.

Qingli guessed her identity: the daughter that the emperor had just found—Zhou Zhiying, the Princess of Changning County. Zhou Zhiying was dressed in gorgeous clothes and was being flattered by everyone, her chin slightly raised, revealing a noble expression.

Qingli turned around and walked the other way, not wanting to join in the fun.

I happened to walk to the lake, and the water was sparkling in the sunlight.

Qinglan looked at the lake and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Qingli comforted her: "Don't worry, this guardrail is up to my waist, I won't fall down."

Qinglan stood nearby, feeling a little more relaxed. Really? How could it be so easy to fall in? She'd heard the guardrails were added after *** gave birth to a daughter, fearing she'd accidentally fall in. The entire lake was guardrailed, and she'd never heard of anyone falling into the water at ***'s mansion.

Qingli stood by the guardrail, smiling. She wore a lavender dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the breeze, like a delicate orchid in the sun. The dress was made of floating brocade, embroidered with delicate patterns and studded with tiny pearls. The breeze blew the hem gently, emitting a dazzling glow. Qingli's skin was as white as snow, and her every smile was captivating. Her makeup was subtle yet stunning, her eyebrows dark as distant mountains, her eyes bright and deep. Her lips were lightly smeared with rouge, a subtle touch that wasn't overly conspicuous yet added a touch of delicate beauty.

Chun Lan stared at her young lady blankly. Her young lady was so beautiful.

Qingli looked at Chunlan. Why wasn't this girl moving?

She tilted her head slightly, smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qingli's hair was tied up high and fixed with an intricately carved jade hairpin. The tassels hanging from the hairpin swayed gently with her movements, adding a bit of agility.

Chun Lan covered her heart with her hands, her cheeks flushed.

"No, it's okay. My lady, you are so graceful and beautiful. I am stunned by your beauty."

Qingli looked at Chunlan with amusement.

"How can it be so exaggerated?" Chun Lan said unconvincedly, "That's just how it is!"

"Miss Song."

Qingli looked up and saw a man walking towards her quickly, well, someone she didn't want to see.

She bowed slightly.

"Seventh Prince, be well."

"Miss Song, you're welcome. The sun is so bright and beautiful, I came out for a walk and unexpectedly ran into a beautiful woman. Would you like to enjoy this beautiful spring scenery with me?"

The seventh prince, Zhao Jian, looked at the beauty opposite him with infatuated eyes. After some time, the beauty would be his.

Qingli didn't like this kind of scrutiny, as if she was already his property.

She looked distant and smiled as she said, "Seventh Prince, I appreciate your kindness, but it's getting late. I should go back, otherwise my mother will worry." Zhao Jian's face changed slightly, but his obsession with Song Qingli prevented him from showing his displeasure. He could only force a smile and say, "In that case, please do as you please, Miss Song."

Song Qingli nodded slightly, turned around and left gracefully with Chunlan, leaving Zhao Jian alone by the river, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

Song Qingting walked quickly over, looking around. When she saw the familiar person by the lake, she ran in surprise and slowed down only when she got closer.

"Seventh Prince, are you here to enjoy the scenery?"

Zhao Jian kept his eyes on Song Qingli's back until he could no longer see her. Just as he was about to leave, he heard someone calling him.

It's strange that some rich girls would take the initiative to talk to him. Don't they all despise him for his humble background?

Zhao Jian, who was still unmarried at the age of eighteen, was flattered. When he saw the person coming, he frowned. This girl must be young, right? But she looked like she was in love with him!