Chapter 1468: Who Else (8)
Peng Jing’s intentions were straightforward; without family, from now on she had to fight for everything on her own, and for a woman, that meant seeking a favorable marriage.
When the Crown Prince was previously stationed here with his troops, she had no chance of getting close with so many people around, but going there now as an orphan, they wouldn’t ignore her.
Her primary target was Gu Qingheng. Why? Because Gu Qingheng was the most handsome, and Jin City was also close to Meng City.
Of course, she had a sound reason for going to Jin City. Jin City was her home, and she was missing home, wanting to go back to have a look...
If Gu Qingheng didn’t work out, she would head to Governor’s Office City. How? By pretending to be lost and wandering back, of course. Though Prince Eight wasn’t as handsome as Gu Qingheng, he was a member of the Imperial Family with status. Becoming his principal wife wouldn’t be so bad. But, if that didn’t work out, the Crown Prince was the last resort. It was impossible to become the Crown Princess Consort, so being a concubine to the Crown Prince was the next best thing, as that would be the highest status among all concubines...
Yang Ruxin naturally had no idea about Miss Peng’s grand ambitions, but even if she had known, she would probably just comment "wishful thinking" and nothing more.
Of course, she never worried that Gu Qingheng would betray her, because he wasn’t that shallow. However, she was certain something was amiss – she didn’t believe that young girl couldn’t recognize her own man. But then again, regardless of what anyone said, nothing compared to speaking directly with those involved.
Orders were dispatched to the city gate on Peng Qian’s behalf, instructing that madam Gu should be allowed to leave freely, so although it was night, the city gate was opened for her.
Though they had rested for just an hour or so, Zhui Yun and the three horses were fed and rested, having regained much of their stamina, ready to set off for Jin City without issue.
