Chapter 77
Chapter 77
Wen Shuhua wanted to say that she was ready, but on second thought, she thought that Yu zisu was right.
Which one of these Royal people is a good friend? Which one is not a good means? Zisu is just the daughter of the prime minister. Prime Minister Yu doesn't protect her. What's the use of worrying?
Thinking about this, it's not worth doing more for Yu zisu.
Yu zisu didn't know that Wen Shuhua, such a dignified woman, would think so much about herself. She thought that Wen Shuhua was wondering why she was interested in Jiang Nansheng. She explained, "it's rare to see the queen so tolerant of a person."
"This man is Jiang nanshang, the nephew of the Queen's family, and the companion of the eldest prince when he was a child. He grew up in the palace. The empress loves him very much." Wen Shuhua said lightly.
Yuzisu understood that yechongyan was just a prince, otherwise he would not have been granted the crown prince for so many years. It can be seen that emperor Jing didn't want him to be the crown prince.
If the queen wants to plan for yechong, then she must be the first one to think about her own family.
"What do you think of Miss Yu and Miss Yu Er?" The queen said with a smile, and then asked Yu Zi Su and Yu Wanrou about their opinions, with an inexplicable smile in her eyes.
When Yu zisu looks at the queen, she knows that she wants to stir up the relationship between Yu Wanrou and herself. It's also a rare opportunity to suppress the concubine Lian.
However, the queen is not wrong, do not see, in fact, without her provocation, their relationship with Yu Wanrou has been extremely bad?
Yu zisu looks at Yu Wanrou's forbearance and shakes his head with jealousy and resentment. In the end is too young, do not know how to hide their emotions.
Instead of answering the Queen's words, he takes a look at Yu Wanrou. In the eyes of outsiders, Yu zisu's sister obviously wants to see her own sister's idea.
Yu Wanrou is about to say "yes", but before she gets up, she is held by Mrs. Lian, with disapproval on her face.
Mrs. Lian said with a smile: "thank you for your appreciation of our family rou'er. Rou'er is still young, and she has only been exposed to some dancing furs. How dare she teach others in front of everyone? What's more, she and the eldest lady are sisters. If they compete, they will not hurt each other."
Even his wife was well founded, and even Yu zisu stood in the audience and couldn't help clapping for her. She is worthy of being a daughter from Lian's family. Few people can match her only in this aspect.
"Mother! How can you... "Yu Wanrou whispered, obviously dissatisfied with Lian's self assertion. It's rare that the queen gave herself a chance to give Yu zisu a good look, but why did she let that bitch go like this
Lian touched Yu Wanrou's head placidly, looked at the empress with a bad face, and said in a low voice, "Wanrou, don't make trouble. That's your sister!"
The virtuous imperial concubine sneered: "the prime minister's mansion is a sisterhood." The tone is not positive, obviously full of sarcasm.
Lianshi and lianfei didn't speak, and yuzisu couldn't speak any more.
Yu Wanrou suddenly said, "my sister's dance is really excellent. These days, Wanrou has studied a lot of dance, but my sister is not..."
"Gentle!"
The lotus imperial concubine didn't expect that Yu Wanrou, who has always been obedient and obedient, actually made her own opinion this time. She and her mother wanted to take this matter down, but she didn't want to see. Is the queen so kind-hearted?
"Aunt..."
Yu Wanrou doesn't know why her aunt is so impolite, and her eyes are gentle and kind. She just wants to compete with Yu zisu. Don't they see that the third prince's eyes fall on Yu zisu?
Mrs. Lian frowned, took her daughter's hand, and whispered: "rouer, don't be capricious!"
Looking at this scene, the queen felt that the prime minister's house was more and more interesting. She didn't ask Yu Wanrou, but said with a smile, "it's just a contest. It's nothing to hurt. Are you right, Miss Yu?"
Yu Zi Su secretly shrivels a mouth, oneself this is to lie to also be shot? But she is not afraid of things, light way: "the queen said, naturally is right."
Even if it's wrong, can I refute it?
The Queen's face was stiff when she heard the overtones. She thought that Yu zisu was intentional. But when she looked over, she saw that Yu zisu was wearing a faint smile. It seemed that she just said a word casually. She didn't mean it at all.
Fearing that the world would not be in chaos, Jiang Nan Sheng would not make trouble with the king. He said with a smile to the empress, "empress, is it better than that? I'm still waiting to see."
Yu zisu's eyes sank as soon as she heard this. She was regarded as a dancer performing songs and dances! This Jiang nanshang, she obviously does not know him, why always feel that she is hostile to himself.
"Nansheng!" Feeling the coldness from the man beside him, Wen Wen frowned more and more. He was afraid that Jiang Nan Sheng would offend the cold faced Shura, the seventh prince. He quickly said, "how are you talking?"
The Wen family and the Jiang family are married, so Wen Wenyue has always been more like Jiang Nanshan's brother, and he is quite helpless about Jiang Nanshan's out of tune temperament.
Jiang nanshang shriveled mouth, not very concerned about the tunnel: "I know." In fact, he just looked at the little girl's appearance, not pleasing to the eye.
Yu zisu said faintly: "this Jinghong dance is just a dance. Don't delay the performance of other expensive girls. Forget it." Through Jiang nanshang's experience, she was even more reluctant to compete with Yu Wanrou.
Originally, it was to see Mrs. Lian's jokes. By the way, it was to see what kind of attitude the queen had towards herself. Now that she knew it, she didn't want to get involved in such things. The queen made it clear that she wanted to treat her as a raft to deal with Princess Lian.
She didn't see so many jealous eyes of the noble girl below.
Yu Wanrou's eyes, especially the eyes of the third prince, fell on Yu zisu.
That kind of eyes, she is too familiar with, just like a man in the face of a beloved woman's eyes, the heart is angry and angry.
In addition, Yu Wanxin was still smiling, as if laughing at her, and her brain was even worse.
Even his wife thought that Yu Wanrou didn't pay attention to her actions when she heard her words. She was preparing to sue the queen.
Who knows that Yu Wanrou actually went straight down and stood in the center of Baihua and said, "I don't know that my sister has such a high attainments in dance. Today, I ask my sister for advice. I don't know if my sister is willing to."
"Rouer..." what Mrs. Lian wanted to say was cut off by the queen.
The queen said with a smile, "it's really rare for Miss Yu Er to be so modest." The empress took a look at the virtuous concubine Lian Fei. She didn't know what she was thinking. She said for a long time, "I don't know which good son is worthy of the second Miss Shangyu."
Between the words, Yu Wanrou is praised, with the intention of saying goodbye to Yu Wanrou. Lotus princess's face sank and her smile disappeared.
The virtuous imperial concubine is a relief, sipped a tea.
Yu zisu looks at the sharp words on the high platform and sighs that there is no one in the palace to get along with. What makes Yu zisu's heart more complicated is the attitude of emperor Jing.
High up, watching these women fight.
Yu zisu can't help thinking, is she really suitable for yexiuming? Under the heart is agitated, did not pay attention to the night to fix the vision that the Ming looks over more.
Yu Wanrou was so angry that she was flattered by the queen. She felt that Yu zisu couldn't compare with herself.
However, although she was jealous of Yu zisu, she didn't really get dizzy. She knew whether she was in full view of the public or she was hiding her jealousy. Rourou gave Yu zisu a smile.
"Sister, what do you think?"
Yu zisu looked at Yu Wanrou's unwillingness. In addition, he felt that the third prince's arrogant eyes fell on him. He should be flustered and his face didn't show. He said faintly: "at will."
The cold voice seemed to be a cool breeze, which made people feel a little cold, but they didn't like it. In addition, since Yu zisu entered the baihuaju, she was so indifferent, both before and after the dance. On the contrary, it made people look up to her and appreciate her more.
Especially the king sitting in a high position.
"In that case, let Miss Yu Er go down and get ready." Emperor Jing suddenly cut in.
Yexiuming's face was cold. He looked at Jingdi. He didn't know that Jingdi was smiling at yuzisu. He didn't want to talk to him. When I think about it, I can see that it's for the portrait of my mother's concubine, and my eyes are even colder.
Yu zisu didn't expect that emperor Jing would step in and frowned.
Emperor Jing's attitude towards himself is nothing more than night meditation. But what does it mean when it's cold and hot?
After a while, Yu Wanrou came out, more beautiful than the just Princess Yangxi, less publicity, more graceful.
As soon as the piano rings, Yu Wanrou moves.
With a smile, a bow and a bow, there is no place that does not show the graceful and gentle of Yu Wanrou. Even the livid faced Lian Fei and the calm faced Lian Madame, when they see Yu Wanrou's dance, their faces are much better.
Yu Wanrou is a well deserved dancer. Obviously, she has made great efforts.
Waiting for Yu Wanrou to come down, Yu zisu is walking down. Looking at Yu Wanrou's face on the stage, he suddenly realizes something.
Sure enough, it was the medicine given to her by Mrs. Lian. The medicine had a seizure.
Yu Wanrou's face turned red. After dancing, she did not step down. Instead, she flattered her eyes and took off her clothes.
This kind of debauchery made people wide eyed, thinking that they had lost their eyes. What is the second lady of the prime minister's office singing?
"Rouer!" Even madam obviously didn't expect to find such a thing. When she saw it, she felt a thump in her heart. She finally recovered. She hurried forward, pushed away Yu zisu who was in front of her, and went up to hold Yu Wanrou in her arms.
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