Chapter 1529: Tiger Girl 13
The moment she turned around, she glanced at the carriage stall parked not far away. The curtain on the first carriage moved and then moved away.
Xining was thinking as he walked inside, as if he understood a lot at once.
The third prince must be sitting in that car.
In the previous plot, the poet fell into the water and could not participate in this poetry meeting. Only Zhao Yingxue went there alone.
At that time, he might have been tripped, but there was no body owner at that time. Zhao Yingxue was naturally very embarrassed, and even if he tried to reason, he would be laughed at.
The third prince saw her embarrassment and pitifulness, and since Zhao Yingxue was a concubine, she accepted her as a concubine. If Zhao Yingxue is the legitimate daughter, the General's Mansion will definitely not let a legitimate daughter be the youngest. To put it bluntly, the side concubine is still a concubine, and her status is not as good as that of the main concubine.
Why does it feel like Zhao Yinghong fell down on purpose? Even if he tripped, he wouldn't fall so hard that even the skin on his palms would be worn out.
Or maybe it just happened...
Mo Ming: "Dingdong, you guessed it right."
Is that right? Was the guess correct on purpose, or by chance?
Mo Ming: "The former! She saw someone stretching her legs next to her, so she pretended not to see it and continued walking forward."
Rolling her eyes, okay, everyone here is not a good person, she is too kind.
Mo Ming: "That's so stupid. It depends on how you keep the Zhenguo General Mansion and why you don't marry Zhao Chengzong."
Um? Isn’t Zhao Chengzong’s matter settled? How could there be any possibility of marrying him?
Mo Ming stopped saying anything and arrived at the hall.
The hall is quite large, with some chairs and small tables placed in twos and threes around it. Some melon and fruit preserves are placed on the tables. In addition to a large smoking cage in the middle, there are also fire pots burning around it, making the whole room warm.
After entering the house, she first went to the main seat to salute Princess Jialin.
"My daughter Zhao Yinghong pays homage to Princess Jialin. May Princess Jialin live a long and healthy life!" Xining said.
Princess Jialin is in her early twenties, wearing a dark green skirt, a thick peacock green coat, and a lady's upturned bun, only decorated with a few hair accessories. But the emerald on the hairpin is bright, oily and valuable.
He looks a little older, but he still looks graceful. She said with a smile: "Is it from General Zhenguo's residence?"
"That's what the princess said! My father, General Zhao Yi." Xining responded in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.
"Sure enough, you have extraordinary bearing." Princess Jialin said with a bit of a smile: "You are here today, please be casual and don't have to be formal."
"Yes!" Xining put his hands on his sides and gave a slight salute.
Then the maid waiting next to her came forward and asked her to rest aside. And the ladies who come later have to meet one by one.
"Cousin!" The Lord of Jiashun County immediately came up and walked to Princess Jialin. He said warmly: "How are you doing, cousin? The emerald on this hairpin is at the imperial grandmother's place. I've seen it before, but I didn't expect it to be given to you as a reward. It's so beautiful..."
Hearing this, Xining curled up her lips and asked Dongmei to help her take off the black fox cloak. She chose a corner seat. She didn't want to be the protagonist, she came just to watch the fun.
Sure enough, Princess Jialin inadvertently frowned and put on a smile: "It's Jiashun, long time no see. I didn't expect to grow up so big and slim. You must be tired from the road. Sit down quickly. I will definitely do it today." Have fun!”
The words spoken were all polite, which sounded nice: Long time no see, that is to say, we don’t know each other well, so don’t be so affectionate. Hurry up and sit aside and calm down. Jiashun didn't know whether he understood it or not. He thought it was a special concern. The other ladies only said a few words, but she was both complimentary and hurtful. The smile on his face grew thicker. He saw that there was an empty seat on the other side of Princess Jia Lin's small table, so he walked over and sat down directly.
Princess Jialin's face suddenly elongated, but she couldn't say, "Hey, move your seat, that's not the place for you to sit."
After all, they all have the same ancestor, and it would be embarrassing for the Tian family to say it. How could there be such a stupid grandson? He could only be greeted by the young lady who came with the Lord of Jiashun County.
The ladies who come all perform the Wanfu ceremony. As a noble lady and invited here, there is no need to kneel down and salute.
Princess Jialin would ask two questions every time. Some ladies responded naturally, while others paused a bit; some even were extremely nervous and stammered.
Xining looked at the screen in the corner, glanced at it, and then turned away. There is a door behind the screen, and the third prince is most likely standing behind and watching. The carriage should have gone around to the side door or the back door just now, and then entered from there.
The noble girl who tripped Zhao Yingxue came. She bowed and introduced herself: "My daughter Liu Ruxu pays homage to Princess Jialin and wishes Princess Jialin happiness, longevity and good health!"
Liu Ruxu? Xi Ning would like to note that the conflict must have been settled today anyway, and there might be another fight later.
Princess Jialin couldn't remember so many people, and the woman next to her immediately stepped forward and whispered. She said leisurely: "It turns out that she is Taifu Liu's daughter. She is indeed naturally beautiful. She looks... Hey, what's the matter with the wound on your forehead?"
The ladies around her covered their mouths and smiled secretly.
The bruise on Liu Ruxu's forehead must have become darker because she had been rubbing it to remove the blood stasis as soon as possible. The noble girl has been in the boudoir for a long time, has a carriage when going out, and has fair skin. The injury on her forehead naturally becomes more and more obvious. Even if Liu Ruxu moved her thin bangs closer to the injured area, it still couldn't cover it.
Liu Ruxu covered the injury on her forehead and could only swallow her anger and said: "My daughter accidentally hit it."
"Oh~, you have to be careful. Now that you're here, just be casual." Princess Jialin dismissed these words.
As long as everyone has a brain, they can analyze the context and get some taste of it.
In the same words, adding one word or missing one word makes a big difference. Obviously, Princess Jialin's attitude towards Zhao Yinghong is different from Liu Ruxu's. The same thing is that both of them are just being polite.
After all, neither of them was the best candidate. Taifu Liu was not favored by the officials, and Zhao Yinghong's body was said to be like a paper lantern, and she was sick every day. This time, she was the only one wearing a thick fox fur cloak and holding a heater in her hand. The bruise on Liu Ruxu's forehead was caused by the small stove in her hand.
After a while, almost all the ladies had arrived to pay their respects, and Zhao Yingxue arrived late.
After arriving in front of him, he squatted lower than ordinary people and said, "My maid, Zhao Yingxue, pays homage to Princess Jialin. I wish Princess Jialin peace and success!"
Safe and smooth... Princess Jialin's smile became even stronger: "I heard that you fell at the door, did you fall?"
Zhao Yingxue lowered her head and said very humbly: "To tell you the princess, my daughter did not fall." As a concubine, she can come to attend the meeting, so naturally her posture must be lower than that of a legitimate daughter.
Haven't fallen yet? These hands are all wrapped in gauze.
Xi Ning knew that the injury was not serious, it was just a bit of skin breakage, only two or three small cuts at most. Just wash it off and you won't need any medicine.
Just this gauze attracted everyone's attention again. It seems that this Zhao Yingxue is not simple!
(End of chapter)