Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2322 Prudence (three more)

As soon as Yang Ruoqing came in, all she could smell was rouge, powder and perfume.

As soon as the line of sight is swept away, the swallow is thin and the ring is fat, colorful and jeweled.

Brocade clothes, some pretending to be elegant, some pretending to be quiet, some pretending to be clever...

Yang Ruoqing felt as if she had walked into the Grand View Garden, and all the girls and maids in front of her seemed to have found the original form in the book.

The entry of the two of them caused a small commotion in the elegant room.

A pair of eyes fell on Mu Zichuan in front of Yang Ruoqing.

Then, the surrounding air seemed to become scorching hot.

This made Yang Ruoqing who was standing behind Mu Zichuan want to laugh.

These noble ladies can pretend.

After meeting the talented and handsome Mu Zichuan, wouldn't he still be infatuated?
It's just a small commotion, because they all have to take their image into consideration.

Mensao, fake elegance, fake prudence.

Yang Ruoqing suddenly felt a very unfriendly look in the crowd of Yingying and Yanyan.

She knew that she came in with Mu Zichuan, and it was normal for these ladies to be jealous.

But the jealous gazes of those young ladies are only for a moment, but this gaze contains a bit more content.

She couldn't help but follow that gaze and almost laughed.

Where do we not meet in life?It turned out to be Han Ruyi again.

Looking at each other, Han Ruyi's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

That smile made Yang Ruoqing feel hairy all over, as if she was a prey that had jumped into a trap, waiting for the hunter to catch the net.

This feeling just passed by in a flash, and then Yang Ruoqing cast a disdainful look at Han Ruyi.

Just like watching idiots.

Then, she withdrew her gaze, ignored Han Ruyi's eyelids and nose that were about to crooked while hiding behind the crowd, followed Mu Zichuan's footsteps, and walked into the elegant room gracefully.

Xiao Cai brought Mu Zichuan and Yang Ruoqing to the two stools, and said with a smile: "Just now a few wives came over there temporarily, my wife is talking with a few wives over there, and the young ladies are discussing poetry here first. Wen, Mrs. Mu, please drink tea first, and watch the ladies fight for a while, my wife will come later."

Mu Zichuan nodded slightly: "It's okay, we're just here to join in the fun, Madam will be busy first."

Xiao Cai nodded, and then smiled at Yang Ruoqing: "Please forgive me for the poor greeting."

Yang Ruoqing also smiled and said: "It's okay, let's play first, Miss Xiaocai, please go get busy first."

Yang Ruoqing understood, similar to this kind of occasion, to put it bluntly, it was a party for ladies and gentlemen of high society.

It's not easy to get an invitation to this party.

Mrs. Lin temporarily sent her maid to invite Mu Zichuan to come and play, which shows that Mu Zichuan has already gained a certain reputation in the aristocratic circle of the capital.

Moreover, even if the organizer, Mrs. Lin, is temporarily absent, her maid is the representative.

And in this elegant room, there are many other people waiting for orders.

Yang Ruoqing is a person who goes with the situation, she thinks this is very good.

So, after sitting down, regardless of the movement of the ladies beside her who were discussing poetry and poetry, she picked up the tea for herself.

Drink, then eat the delicate pastry in front of you.

"Because it's Mrs. Lin's invitation, if I don't come here for a while, it will make the other party think that I am aloof and lose face."

Mu Zichuan's low-pitched explanation reached Yang Ruoqing's ears.

She turned her head and found that Mu Zichuan was looking at her with eyes full of guilt.

She was stunned for a moment, her mouth was full of things, and she asked him vaguely: "What's wrong with you? Why do you say such things?"

"I'm afraid you're bored..." Mu Zichuan said.

This girl was born in the village and grew up in the village. She is a native country girl.

What she has always disliked the most is listening to his polite speech.

She is a straightforward woman, she is completely different from those seemingly elegant noble ladies in this elegant room.

He's a little concerned that she's bored...

"I think it's pretty good here, and you can see beautiful women." Yang Ruoqing swallowed the food in her mouth and said with a giggle.

Looking at beautiful women?
Mu Zichuan was also taken aback.

At this moment, Yingying Yanyan came over to say hello to Mu Zichuan.

"Master Mu, I've heard of your name for a long time, but I..."

The woman who came to say hello reported her family name as a famous one.

Mu Zichuan stood up, responded with a few words lightly, and then the woman left.

He just sat down, and before he could speak to Yang Ruoqing, another one came.

Just at this moment, back and forth, there have been several dials.

Then, Yang Ruoqing saw other young masters and buddies wearing brocade clothes also came in one after another.

In the elegant room, it suddenly became more lively, and the room was full of young noble ladies and sons and brothers.

They are attracted to each other, meet and talk in the so-called upper-class way...

Everyone was waiting for Mrs. Lin to come to support today's poetry meeting. Taking advantage of this gap, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but smile at Mu Zichuan.

She said in a low voice: "I figured it out, so this is a high-level blind date meeting, no wonder Mrs. Lin wanted to stop you halfway, hahaha..."

Mu Zichuan was not stupid, and he understood at this moment.

With a bit of embarrassment on his face, he said: "I'm going to tell Miss Xiaocai right now, let's go."

He was about to get up, but Yang Ruoqing grabbed him.

"What are you doing? Come all the time, it's not good to leave halfway, you just treat it as watching someone else's performance, and there are such delicious pastries to eat, it's quite fun." She said.

Mu Zichuan looked at Yang Ruoqing's piling up, but now he flattened the pastry plate, with black lines all over his head.

This girl, didn't she burp after eating before?

how……

Yang Ruoqing saw through Mu Zichuan's surprise at a glance, and she smiled indifferently.

"Tell you a secret,"

"What secret?"

"I'm a big eater, hahaha..."

She smiled, took another piece of pastry, took a small bite, and ate it with relish.

Mu Zichuan looked at the woman beside him. At this moment, all the chatter and laughter around here gradually faded away.

He just felt that his heart was surprisingly calm and at ease.

He likes her unpretentious, real, cute, snacking, not greedy.

It's a girl's natural pursuit of delicious food, and he thinks it's a kind of enjoyment to watch her look carefree but quiet when eating.

After Mrs. Lin's appearance, all the talking, laughing and noise fell silent.

Looking at the noble lady who was surrounded by the crowd, Yang Ruoqing knew that the protagonist had appeared, and quickly put the pastry back in her hand, sat upright, and cast her gaze over there.

(End of this chapter)