Concubine Allure: Pick up a prince and grab the country

Chapter 128 Chapter 147
"I've also heard that not long ago, Princess Longxiang played a piece of "Slaying the Wolf" with Fengming to beat the concubine's younger sister. After winning the applause of the nobles and nobles in the imperial capital, she completely conquered everyone with "High Mountain and Flowing Water" In everyone's sincere admiration, he unveiled the hypocrisy and vicious mask of the mistress of the Ji family in public, thus severely slapping the face of the head mistress of Yongdinghou..."

This person spoke with spit and passion, as if he admired Princess Longxiang very much.

Some people admire it, but some people naturally despise it, "Tsk tsk, speaking of Princess Longxiang, she is really a legend in the imperial capital. It is rumored that she was forced into marriage by the grandson of the emperor and committed suicide by jumping into a well. After being resurrected, she blatantly robbed the new beautiful young lady in Huamanlou, this kind of shameless romantic slut is actually the future Qi..."

As the man was talking, he suddenly realized that Chu Yu was present, so he quickly stopped and glanced at Chu Yu carefully.

Chu Yu and Yan Qingcheng stood outside the pavilion, looking at everyone calmly, as if they were not angry.

Yan Qingcheng had a smile on her face, her ears were pricked up high, and her eyes rolled cunningly. She seemed very interested in the gossip and gossip in the imperial capital. She smiled when she heard the good ones and smiled when she heard the bad ones. Words have nothing to do with her.

Chu Yu looked at Yan Qingcheng several times in surprise.

Any woman, hearing others comment on her like this, has already turned pale, only Yan Qingcheng, her complexion unchanged, calm like a Buddha, a sneer of compassion for the world inadvertently leaked out of the corner of her eyes, as if nothing could enter her His eyes could not move her heart.

Those discussions continue.

"If that's the case, why was Princess Longxiang forced by her concubine to almost get tuberculosis and have no money to treat her?"

"So, rumors, rumors. I only believe that seeing is believing. If I can listen to Princess Longxiang play a song in my lifetime, I will die without regret."

"It's easy to say, but Princess Longxiang is someone you can meet whenever you meet..."

At this time, Chu Yu walked into the pavilion and said loudly:

"It's so difficult to listen to a good song. There are people here who are better than Princess Longxiang, and the songs they play are even better than that of Longxiang..." He suddenly stopped, and deliberately hung up the song. Everyone's appetite.

Sure enough, someone felt itchy and couldn't wait to ask:
"Who is the person the prince said?"

Chu Yu pointed at Yan Qingcheng outside the pavilion with his chin, "Hey, that's her."

Hearing this, when everyone's gazes swept over, Yan Qingcheng could only smile with a sly smile on his lips.

Those people looked Yan Qingcheng up and down, "Who is this?"

Yan Qingcheng looked up at the sky, it seemed that it was getting late, she didn't have much time to waste, she simply stepped into the pavilion boldly, and said boldly:
"It doesn't matter who I am, I came today to take Longyin away."

I thought that the person His Royal Highness Zhao is looking for must be a stunning beauty, a well-educated, reasonable, gentle and gracious person.

Unexpectedly, the woman in front of her was full of heroic vigor all over her body, as if no one could be seen by her, she was arrogant and arrogant.

Sure enough, some people started to get angry again.

"What an arrogant tone!"

"That's right, as a woman, she doesn't cultivate her body and mind in the deep boudoir, but she shows up in front of me and waits here to speak loudly!"

"My lord, how can you make fun of me with a flirtatious girl..."

Yan Qingcheng didn't come here to listen to comments and gossip, she came here for Dragon Yin, and before everyone finished criticizing, Yan Qingcheng had already walked to the piano platform and sat down on her own. pluck the strings.

Well done!Well done! ——

Everyone in the high-pitched violin closed their mouths, and all looked at her in surprise.

(End of this chapter)