Meanwhile, Qin Shao's favorable impression of the Prince of Zhenbei's Mansion had hit rock bottom.
Gu Shengyin was unaware that a simple outing could bring her such unintended benefits.
Starting from the day she met Zhang Mingshu, Gu Shengyin gradually came into more frequent contact with her, and Zhang Mingshu also slowly began to bare her soul to her.
"I've noticed that in Capital City, noble ladies of Sister Meng's age would have their marriages arranged by now. I wonder if Sister Meng has been promised to anyone?" Zhang Mingshu asked.
Gu Shengyin's face flushed, and she bowed her head, saying nothing.
Seeing her response, Zhang Mingshu felt she knew the truth. Remembering her own secret love with her cousin, who she could not be with for life, she said melancholically, "I wonder which young master is so fortunate."
Gu Shengyin remained shy, "I've not yet met him, but I've heard nothing but good things about him."