The black belly prince falls from the sky and the cute concubine

Chapter 564 Calculating and Being Calculated (4)
Li Hua originally sent Murong Lian to Yihong Courtyard, but after Murong Lian broke free from Shangguan Qing'er's golden silk bondage and ran away, Li Hua naturally rushed back to Shangguan Qing'er's side as quickly as possible.However, because of being plotted against by Shangguan Qing'er, Murong Lian was suffocated and did not vent her anger. As soon as she broke free from the bondage, she started to attack Lihua.

Murong Lian resented Shangguan Qing'er in her heart, and was unwilling to hurt Shangguan Qing'er, so Li Hua pitifully became Murong Lian's punching bag.Lihua's kung fu is very high, but compared to Murong Lian, it is still a little worse, so now Lihua has suffered some minor injuries.

While walking, Shangguan Qing'er looked at Lihua, and asked worriedly, "How bad is the injury?"

Lihua was taken aback, and looked at Shangguan Qing'er in surprise, as if asking how she knew she was injured.

"Brother Jiu was not angry when he came back, so he must have vented it on someone, otherwise he would not have come to rescue me because he wished that I fell into the water." Shangguan Qing'er saw Lihua's thoughts, and felt a little helpless explanation of.

A flash of approval flashed in Lihua's eyes, she lowered her head and said, "It's just a small injury, the Princess doesn't need to worry, the Ninth Prince's martial arts can't help me."

"As long as there is nothing to do, you should stay by my side for a while and help me keep an eye on that Qian Ying." Shangguan Qing'er ordered with a smile.She had to stare at Feng Yanyan, and deal with these ladies and young masters, so naturally she didn't have time to look at Qian Ying.There must be something wrong with Qian Ying, she can't take it lightly.

Lihua nodded in response, and her eyes fell on Qian Ying, who was dressed in a navy blue robe and had a very handsome back, which did not match his face.

Following Qian Ruo'er and the others to the spacious gazebo in the middle of the path, along the way, both sides of the path are full of peony flowers, each blooming delicately and fragrantly.

When they came to the gazebo, there were already quite a few people sitting inside. Seeing that Qian Ruoer came back with someone, they all came up to them and asked about the situation with concern.

Qian Ruo'er explained the situation in a low voice, and then called the people present to take their seats.

The maids of the Qian family quickly delivered delicious snacks and fruits. Ladies and gentlemen, sit down in twos and threes, start eating and drinking, chatting, and reciting poems. The little episode by the lake just now has no effect. Everyone's interest.

Shangguan Qing'er was sitting with Qian Ruo'er, Qian Ying and the others. There were also several daughters of some big families in central Beijing. They were all about thirteen or fourteen years old. They were young and beautiful, and they would lower their heads and blush when they spoke , a few of the men were relatively calm, sitting in their seats, chatting with Qian Ying, not at all uncomfortable.

When Feng Yanyan came back, the men and women in the gazebo were composing poems with peony or lotus as the theme. Seeing Feng Yanyan coming back, Qian Ruoer immediately got up and greeted her with a smile.

Because Qian Ruoer did not prepare white clothes on this small island, Feng Yanyan was wearing a light green Luosong at this time, which looked somewhat similar to the color of Shangguan Qinger's body, but Shangguan Qinger's clothes were silkworms. It was cut from chiffon yarn, the material was naturally not comparable to the material on Feng Yanyan's body.The color is not as tender as Shangguan Qing'er's body. In comparison, except for that noble temperament, the rest of Feng Yanyan is completely inferior.

Perhaps it was because Feng Yanyan was wearing such a suit of clothes. As soon as she appeared, people looked at her one after another, then involuntarily looked at Shangguan Qing'er who always liked to wear green clothes, and finally looked at Feng Yanyan, Looking at Shangguan Qing'er again, it seems like he wants to compare them.

Shangguan Qing'er didn't mind the eyes of the people around her at all, as if she didn't see anything, she got up and smiled at Feng Yanyan, "Sister Yan is wearing a suit of clothes, but she lacks a bit of aura, but she has a bit more vitality, really Beauty, she looks so good in anything she wears."

Feng Yanyan was already a little uncomfortable being looked at by the surrounding eyes, but now she smiled when she heard Shangguan Qinger's words, and walked up to Shangguan Qinger and said, "My younger sister knows how to make fun of my older sister. If you want to talk about this green color, who will you be?" Can you wear your sister's charm?"

Shangguan Qing'er was stunned for a moment, and looked up, only to see Murong Lian behind Feng Yanyan, dressed in a delicate red dress, with an enchanting smile on her mouth.Seeing Shangguan Qinger looking at him, he raised his eyebrows, and blinked at Shangguan Qinger, as if to say, look, how about the clothes I chose for her?

Although Shangguan Qing'er didn't understand how Muronglian made Feng Yanyan have to wear this dress, she absolutely believed that Muronglian made Feng Yanyan wear this on purpose.

Shangguan Qing'er just thought it was a little funny, although she didn't like Feng Yanyan, why did Muronglian help her like this?
"Where is my sister, I just don't look good in anything, so I have to wear this. Hey..." Shangguan Qing'er's helpless voice recalled the thoughts of those women who were staring at Muronglian with straight eyes .

Murong Lian also came to Shangguan Qinger's side, ignored Feng Yanyan, sat down beside Shangguan Qinger, and lazily said, "This place really is full of flowers, just in this gazebo, it's so blooming." That's a lot, I'm a feast for the eyes today."

Understanding what the "flower" in Murong Lian's words meant, those women lowered their heads shyly, their faces flushed.

Shangguan Qing'er gave Murong Lian a blank look, and muttered, "Monster, evil."

Muronglian didn't make a sound, but the smile on the corner of her mouth became brighter and brighter.

Feng Yanyan was supposed to sit next to Shangguan Qing'er, but because Murong Lian stepped in so directly, she could only sit down beside Murong Lian obediently and respectfully.

Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was a little off, Qian Ruoer immediately smiled and said, "Whose turn is it to write a poem just now, let's continue."

As a result, the atmosphere at the scene became lively again. The women looked at the peonies outside or the lotus flowers all over the lake not far away, and began to compose poems.

Soon it was Feng Yanyan's turn, because she had not been in Beijing before. Although everyone in Beijing knew her fame, they had never seen her talent with their own eyes. Now it was her turn, everyone's eyes widened. face expectant.

Feng Yanyan still had an elegant look, looking at the lotus in the distance, with her red lips slightly parted, she said, "The breeze shakes the purple leaves, and the light dew brushes the vermilion house. The middle pool is so green, wait for me to glow red."

"Good poetry!" Murong Lian, who was between Shangguan Qing'er and Feng Yanyan, was the first to wave her hands, smiling like a flower, "Master Yan is indeed the number one talented woman in the border town of Xia Kingdom. This kind of talent makes me admire."

Feng Yanyan smiled, lowered her head and said, not surprised by favor or humiliation, "I made the Ninth Prince laugh. I have heard that the Ninth Prince is suave and suave, the jade tree is facing the wind, and the world is gorgeous. I wonder if I am lucky enough to listen to a poem by the Ninth Prince?"

It just so happened that it was Murong Lian's turn. Originally, even if Feng Yanyan didn't say anything, Murong Lian wanted to compose a poem. Now that Feng Yanyan said so, he couldn't refuse.

(End of this chapter)