My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 30 Invitation to the Shangyuan Festival

Shen Qianxia found an empty seat and sat down.

The posture is casual without losing courtesy.

Sensing Liu Qilin's gaze, she raised her eyes and looked over.

Dark blue brocade robe, extremely handsome, with a pair of narrow and restrained phoenix eyes, he is suave and elegant.

Back then when Shen Qianxia was in the Duke's mansion, even the maids and servants never paid attention to her, it was Liu Qilin who repeatedly defended her.

She used to really regard him as a relative, as the warm sun that could shine on people's hearts during those dark years.

However, everything is just an appearance, gentleness and humility are just his shield, under that pretty skin hides a dark heart.

He and Rong Ye are working together, they are both sanctimonious hypocrites.

Among the princelings she knew, the Seventh Prince was both good and evil, quite mysterious. Although he was frightening, there was nothing disgusting about him.

And Mo Ting's life was also considered miserable, and despite the relationship with Princess Qingyun, he couldn't be said to hate him.

Only Liu Qilin, wearing a noble cloak and doing lowly things, not only has cruel methods, but also has a dirty heart.

The maidservants started to serve the dishes one after another, pulling back Shen Qianxia's thoughts.

She smiled faintly at Liu Qilin, and suppressed the turbulent emotions in her heart. In this life, she will definitely make him pay the price he deserves!

Liu Qilin, who had been silent from the beginning to the end, now Wen Run said: "Tomorrow night during the Yuan Festival, Princess Qingyun will hold a lantern riddle party in Luohu Lake, and most of the famous ladies in Beijing will participate."

"The two younger sisters, Mu Xue and Qian Xia, have just arrived, how about going to the meeting with me tomorrow night?"

Shen Muxue was overjoyed when she heard the words, and couldn't help asking: "Will all the women who are running for the crown princess go?"

Liu Qilin nodded: "Princess Qingyun is the most beloved sister of His Royal Highness, and they will naturally not let this opportunity pass."

Shen Muxue still wanted to ask His Royal Highness if he would go, but felt that it was too unreserved, so she swallowed the words in her throat.

Mrs. Liu beamed: "His Royal Highness loves the princess the most, maybe I can see His Highness's appearance and make a good impression on him soon."

She held Shen Muxue's hand, and continued: "Mu Xue, you must dress up well tomorrow, and you will definitely be able to outshine everyone else."

Shen Muxue lowered her head shyly, her tone was a little annoyed: "Auntie, don't laugh at me, there are so many talented women in Beijing, I am nothing."

"Oh, my Mu Xue is too modest, the princess is already in your pocket, be more confident."

Madam Liu reassured her, Shen Muxue raised her eyes and nodded, then picked up a piece of roast duck with chopsticks and put it in Madam Liu's bowl.

Shen Qianxia ate slowly, listening to the words of those two people, it was actually quite difficult to swallow the food smoothly.

Liu Guogong frowned and looked at Shen Qianxia: "Tomorrow night Qianxia, ​​follow Mu Xue closely. Her identity is easy to be hated, and she is always afraid that some vicious people will make trouble secretly."

Ah!
Shen Qianxia sneered in her heart, she wanted her to stand in front, to clear the way for her and block the knife for her.

Since you dare to bear the title of Feng Ming, you should have the ability to bear it.

And they always wanted her, this woman, to be Shen Muxue's shield and scapegoat.

Shen Qianxia raised her eyes, pretending to be well-behaved, and said calmly, "Don't worry, Duke, Qianxia knows that only by following her sister can she find a way out."

Mr. Liu Guogong nodded: "It's good that you understand the stakes. Shangjing is no better than Yecheng. You have to be cautious in every step."

Shen Qianxia smiled faintly, and put the chopsticks that were twirling with her fingertips on the table, with a cold gleam in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)