bestfiction Chapter 847 It's not that I don't want to
Chapter 847 It's not that I don't want to
Everyone immediately began to observe in surprise.
"Huh? It's true! The shape of the eyes is exactly the same. How come I never noticed before?"
"What a coincidence!"
"Perhaps it's because the Ninth Princess doesn't come out often, so everyone hasn't noticed!"
"Yes, yes, it really looks like it!"
People discussed it curiously. The two didn't look alike, but when their eyes were put together, they were almost identical.
Someone then mentioned the Second Miss Cheng: "Speaking of which, Ruoxue's eyes don't look quite like the Second Miss Cheng's!"
"Oh dear, who doesn't know that the second young lady of the Cheng family looks like General Cheng, and the eldest young lady of the Cheng family looks like Madam Cheng!"
"I don't remember Mrs. Cheng's eyes looking like this."
Seeing that everyone was getting further and further away from the topic, the Fourth Princess stepped in to smooth things over: "There are many people in this world who look alike, but if you ask me, the two who look most alike are Yangyang and the Second Young Master Sheng. Their eyes are a sight to behold, unforgettable at first sight!"
The moment everyone remembered Sheng Junyi's face, they immediately became excited and started discussing it animatedly. No matter what, the most handsome man in the capital was always the center of attention.
It's a pity about the current situation of the Duke of Sheng's mansion. The mistress has left home, and no one has even mentioned the marriages of the young masters. Even if someone goes to the Duke of Sheng to mediate, he is not there, so the marriages cannot be arranged.
Seeing them chatting so animatedly, Lu Yangyang didn't think much of it at first, but she couldn't help but secretly glance at Cheng Ruoxue and the Ninth Princess. She hadn't noticed before, but now that they were side by side, they did look quite alike.
That's strange. Madam Cheng and the Duchess of Rong are cousins, and the Ninth Princess is the daughter of the Duke of Rong's sister. It would be somewhat plausible to say that the Duke of Rong's daughter looks like both of them. But it just so happens that two completely unrelated people look alike. Is that reasonable?
Lu Yangyang felt like she might have overlooked something.
Sheng Yunjiao patted her on the shoulder, "What are you daydreaming about?"
Lu Yangyang shook her head, then remembered something else. "This morning, my second brother brought over the sweet potatoes that the maid delivered. I told my second aunt to have the kitchen make them into desserts. Have you seen them yet? Have someone bring them over."
Sheng Yunjiao's eyes lit up: "I've been craving them! I asked my mother to plant some on the estate outside the city this year, but they definitely won't be ready to be harvested until before the New Year. If word gets out now, we can make a fortune during the New Year!"
Sheng Yunjiao had her plans running wild in her mind, and she left in a flurry of activity.
Lu Yangyang played another round of cards with the Fourth Princess and the others, leaving the Ninth Princess to play with them, before getting up and going to a quiet courtyard in the backyard.
In the courtyard, Rong Xin was washing a set of glassware that Wen Yu had remade for her. After washing and wiping it clean, she laid it out to dry on the table, where it would be sterilized again before use.
She was always focused on what she was doing, and didn't even notice Lu Yangyang coming in.
Lu Yangyang waited for her to finish her work for a while before speaking, "Auntie?"
Rong Xin put down what she was doing, looked up, washed her hands, and asked, "Why did you come? Didn't you say there were many people coming today?"
"Does Auntie want to go and see?" Lu Yangyang asked her.
Rong Xin frowned slightly. She understood what Lu Yangyang meant; she was asking if she wanted to see the Ninth Princess.
Thinking of that child, Rong Xin didn't know how to feel. There was too much hatred between her and the emperor. That child wasn't born with any expectation either. She didn't even know how to face her. Clearly, she was the most innocent one.
Rong Xin shook her head. "It's not appropriate for me to show my face right now, so I won't be appearing."
It's not that I don't want to, it's that I'm not suited for it.
I long to see him, yet I don't know how to meet him.
Lu Yangyang could roughly guess her mood and didn't press the matter. Instead, she asked about something else: "Just now, Madam Cheng's daughter, Cheng Ruoxue, was sitting with the Ninth Princess. Everyone said they had the exact same eyes. Isn't that strange? I remember you said that the Duke of Rong had an only daughter who died young. I wonder when she died?"
Rong Xin paused for a moment, then shook her head: "I don't quite remember. It seems like it was when I was very young, probably before I was two years old. I remember my sister-in-law saying that Xueyin was in poor health and often had high fevers, which she didn't survive."
Suddenly, she realized, "You suspect me?"
Lu Yangyang shook her head. "It just seems a bit of a coincidence, but it's probably not that likely. After all, who could have predicted so much back then?"
When the Duke of Rong's daughter died young, the Duke of Rong should still be on his way to the Northern Expedition. Unless the Duke of Rong's wife could foresee the future, why would she think of switching her daughter in advance? Besides, many people in the capital knew that Madam Cheng had given birth to a daughter, so there was no reason for Madam Cheng to raise someone else's daughter instead of her own.
Rong Xin thought for a moment, then sighed softly: "That's true, who could have predicted it?"