Top prize? A house in the imperial capital?
Land prices were exorbitantly high, and people even wrote poems about it.
A house with a courtyard would be worth a fortune! Everyone had been dreaming about getting it, but now —
Things wouldn't be so complicated if someone else hadn't recognized Feng Wu.
"Wait, isn't she Miss Feng Wu?"
"Gosh, it really is her!"
"If I remember correctly, weren't Miss Qingluan and Miss Feng Wu once called the genius girls of the imperial capital?"
"That's right! I remember that, too!"
"But now, Miss Qingluan is riding a phoenix carriage and giving out gifts, and Miss Feng Wu is competing with us for gifts!"
…
The crowd was already on Zuo Qingluan's side, and now that Feng Wu had received the top prize, they became even more displeased. Their comments became quite mean.
They believed that after everything they said, Feng Wu, if she had any self-respect, should give away that gift.
