Daughter of the royal palace

Chapter 530
"Did Zheng Gongzi not sleep well last night, so there was a mistake when writing?"

When Mr. Zheng heard Xiao Yiyue recite his poems, he was already frightened, and subconsciously wanted to kneel on the ground to apologize.But he didn't expect Xiao Yiyue to change his voice and make such remarks, which actually helped him out.He was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, Princess Mingjian, my minister..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Xihan interrupted him coldly.

"The eldest princess's birthday banquet, she was in a trance and didn't know what to say, ignoring the majesty of the Tian family." Her face turned cold, and she ordered lightly.

"Drag it out and hit fifty big boards."

All the ministers took a deep breath, [-] strokes were hit on a frail scholar, although it was not fatal, he might have to lie in bed for several months.Mr. Zheng's face had already turned pale, and Mr. Zheng's face also changed, but he didn't plead for mercy.At this time, if he begged for mercy, it would only annoy the queen even more.

Xiao Yiyue was also taken aback, she frequently made troubles, but she hated her mother for arranging these self-respecting but superficial, vulgar and lustful sons and brothers for her, but she had no intention of punishing these people.So after being taken aback for a moment, she turned to Ling Xihan and said, "Mother's queen..."

Ling Xihan raised her head lightly, "Since he displeased you, he should be punished." She glanced over, and a guard had already come to pull Mr. Zheng down.

Xiao Yiyue regretted her waywardness at this moment, she bit her lip, and said, "Queen Mother, today is my son's birthday banquet, so it's not appropriate to see blood."

Ling Xihan raised his head, took a deep look at her, then raised his hand, and the guard let go of Mr. Zheng knowingly.Mr. Zheng originally thought that he would definitely be punished this time, but seeing the guards go down now, the big stone he was carrying in his heart slowly fell down.He looked at Xiao Yiyue, and suddenly despised his disgust for her before.With his head down, he silently walked back to his seat, drank in silence, and didn't even pay attention to the concerned eyes cast by his parents.

"There are so many more, take your time, don't worry anyway. Today is just for you." Ling Xihan brought the wine glass to his lips, his tone calm and a little indifferent.

Xiao Yiyue snorted softly, "Don't read it, I've already chosen the best one." She took out one of the stacked rolls of paper so that everyone could see the contents clearly.

"Idlely chant peony poems, frowning for a long time with longing. Pan Yu looked back far away, and was late to put her clothes into a bun. Rediscovering the dream of spring and day, laughing at the shallow flower branches. Who knows if the mayor lives in the mausoleum?"

Su He raised his head, his eyes passed through the thousands of silhouettes and ten thousand bright lights, and slowly fell on Xiao Yiyue's face.Then he hooked his lips and smiled slowly.The smile is clear and shallow, but it seems to have gathered thousands of moonlights, and it is glamorous in an instant.

Yue Zijing was startled, thinking about the poem he just wrote.

"There is a banshee and she is beautiful, and she returns to Xiangshuimei. Shuimeilan Dufang, who will send it to the picker. The rhinoceros has white teeth, and the moths frown green eyebrows. The red face is like a lotus, and the skin is like fat. It is graceful and elegant. The posture is light and unrestrained. Taste the peerless beauty, and return to the alluring posture."

He has known Xiao Yiyue since he was a child, and he can be called a childhood sweetheart.Her appearance has long been deeply engraved in his mind, no matter what she becomes, he will never forget her original appearance.

Emei's white teeth, skin like creamy fat, graceful and varied, alluring beauty.

The roll of paper in Xiao Yiyue's hand was thick and steady, like a towering mountain, and the delicate parts were like flowing water.Seeing words is like seeing people. It can be seen that the man who wrote this word is not only calm and introverted, but also delicate and gentle.

That handwriting belonged to Su He.Once, he saw it.

Su He's poem is not so much about beauty as it is about peony.If we only talk about the subject matter, Su He is obviously inferior to him.But... He looked up, Xiao Yiyue was holding the scroll in his hand, although he was talking to the queen, his eyes were looking directly at Su He.There is indelible tenderness and happiness in his eyes.

In fact, he knew very early on that Xiao Yiyue liked Su He.But he still deceived himself and thought, Su He is too old, such a man who has been in the officialdom for many years, broke through thousands of schemes and ascended to a high position, how can ordinary people be able to see through his unpredictable mind?
Will Yue'er be so straightforward and pure, will he get his sincere favor?
So, he told himself, he still had a chance.But today, when he looked at the poem written by Su He, a wry smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He remembered that many years ago, when the peach blossoms were in full bloom, the girl stood in front of the tree in a light yellow dress, holding a peach blossom in her hand.Peach blossoms are enchanting and charming, but they are not as beautiful as a girl's fat and emerald green clouds, her eyes are flowing, and her pink is like vermilion.

"Peach blossoms are young, scorching her." He looked at the young girl, and groaned with a slight blushing on his face.

Xiao Yiyue was startled for a moment, and then smiled lightly, like epiphyllum blooming in the dark night, suppressing the peach blossoms flying all over her eyes.

"Peach blossoms are enchanting, but not as gorgeous as peony." She handed him the peach blossoms in her hand, "I don't like it."

Peony, she likes peony.She had told him many years ago.

Yue Zijing stood there in a daze, looking at Xiao Yiyue with obsessive and painful eyes.He knew that he had lost, and she had already lost in the first round, completely lost.

Ling Xihan was also taken aback, and then said lightly: "I've heard for a long time that Su Xiang is so talented that he can write poems out of lines. But I don't think that the poems written for the princess are so ordinary." She smiled slightly, swaying the wine glass, her tone was calm, Also a touch of oppression and chill.

"Could it be that Prime Minister Su didn't sleep well last night, so that he lost his mind? Or, Prime Minister Su didn't care about the princess at all?"

"Mother's queen." Xiao Yiyue yelled.

Ling Xihan glanced at her coldly, and looked at Su He with condensed eyes.

Su He didn't evade, took a step forward, first saluted Ling Xihan, and then said: "No."

"Oh?" Ling Xihan leaned back, his eyes glistening with intoxication.Even at nearly forty years old, she is still in full bloom.

"Then Su Xiang saw the princess's changed face from the past, and his words were lackluster all of a sudden?" She changed into a lazy posture, shaking the wine glass casually, with a bit of sigh and helplessness in her voice.

"It's a pity that the princess didn't know what food she ate last night, so she was allergic to a rash on her face. It was just a small problem, but I didn't think it. Like this. In this life, I'm afraid it will be like this..."

The ministers gasped again.

Everyone knows that the emperor and the empress are proficient in medical science, even surpassing the old Prince An who has long since resigned and traveled around the world.If even they couldn't cure the rash on the eldest princess's face, then no one in this world could restore the eldest princess's appearance.

No, there may be one more person—the Queen Mother.

It's a pity that the woman who once crowned the world has passed away 20 years ago.Only the history books are left, and the many comments on her are regrettable.

(End of this chapter)