The maid was also aware of these matters. She handed a cup of tea to Shen Qingluan. "Miss, have some water. If you ask me, there's no need to worry. In terms of family background, talent, or beauty, who among the young ladies in all of Ping'an City could possibly surpass you? As long as the Princess Consort isn't blind, the position of Heir's wife will be yours sooner or later."
"Besides, the matter is practically settled."
Shen Qingluan snorted. "That's not what I'm worried about. It's just that there are too many vixens out there, each one more shameless than the last, throwing themselves at the Young Master Heir."
"Some lowly merchant's daughter, daring to seduce the Young Master Heir."
The maid said softly, "That Miss Gu... isn't she coming to Luan Garden the day after tomorrow to deliver the phoenix hairpin to you?"
"Miss, why don't you—"
The corners of Shen Qingluan's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Exactly. A perfect opportunity."
