The princess is delicate, and the cold and cruel prince regent is teased

Chapter 27 Specializing in Green Tea
"Like? Reserved? My little ancestor, where did you learn all this!" Mammy couldn't laugh or cry.

Their little princess is not yet five years old, and she can already speak these words!

"It was told by the storyteller in the teahouse! The sentimental stories he told were all about how proud a girl would be when she meets a boy she likes. Don't let him see it!

This princess likes Jiang Yi... Well, this princess can't let him see it, he has to be reserved! "

Huiyin pursed her lips firmly, her round pupils were as bright as jewels, and her round cheeks, which were fat like babies, glowed delicately.

On the west side of Changchun Garden, there is an open space that has been carefully arranged. There are [-] to [-] desks, all of which are neatly placed with pens, ink, paper and inkstones, surrounded by a circle of flower beds.

The flowers are clustered together, and the spring is full of joy.

On the roof, there were two peacocks. After one peacock flew to the ridge, it raised its head and slowly opened its tail. The strange and gorgeous beauty made everyone exclaim:

"Wow! It's so beautiful!"

"The peacock has opened its tail!"

"Miss Mu is really amazing. It is said that these two peacocks from the Western Regions were domesticated by herself!"

Mu Chuyao came over, took out a golden whistle, put it on her lips, and blew it slowly. Another peacock, standing on the white archway, also slowly spread its feathers.

In front of everyone, two peacocks opened their tails at the same time. It was the first time for the princes and nobles in Yongjing to see such a stunning beauty. They were all surprised and praised Mu Chuyao.

"Miss Mu is not only quick-witted, she can also tame peacocks, she is really amazing!"

"Miss Mu is noble and unparalleled. Today's poetry meeting will definitely be able to read Miss Mu's masterpiece again."

"Thank you two sons for your praise, it made everyone laugh."

Mu Chuyao's smile was gentle and dignified. Her lavender dress against the backdrop of hundreds of flowers looked extravagant and charming.

She ordered the servant girl to come out with a treasure box, and she introduced slowly, "Since today's poetry meeting is held by me, I will entrust it to everyone to host the work, and for the selection, I have invited Lord Mu and Lord Ye;
Of course, I won't let everyone go home empty-handed. Today I will take the treasure of my family, the Phoenix Shuangjue, as a prize, and I will give it to the winner. "

"Phoenix Twins!?"

Yang Xianrong's surprised voice was distorted, "This is a relic of the queen of the Linggu Kingdom a hundred years ago, which means being in pairs and being happy."

"That's right! It's recorded in ancient books that the queen of the Lingu Kingdom lives alone in the harem, and there is no concubine in the harem!"

"I remember it too! I remember it too! This pair of phoenix jades seems to be a miracle blessed by the gods. If a pair of jades are held in the hands of a pair of lovers, they will be in love for a long time and stay together forever!"

"It's so precious! I want it!"

"I want too!"

"Miss Mu, you are too generous! You are willing to give away such a precious thing as a prize!"

It's really worthy of them coming here.

Everyone began to praise Mu Chuyao in a hurry, praising her for her generosity, not stealing their limelight, but also giving them such a precious gift!

She is really a dignified lady of the Duke's Mansion!

They are so respectful!
Yang Xianrong saw that Mu Chuyao's body seemed to be glowing with golden light, she wanted to please her even more, and became friends with her!

Mu Chuyao was praised by everyone for a while, and she started the work of hosting. She invited girls who were willing to participate in the poetry meeting to sign up. Everyone present was eager to try, especially Yang Xianrong, who rushed to her first and asked her to write name.

Mu Chuyao knew that she would rush up, raised her lips, wrote her name, and touched her hand while everyone was not paying attention.

Jiang Qingyan led Jiang Yi and sat beside Jun Qinglan. She had no interest in poetry, but she found the pair of Phoenix Shuangjue quite strange.

Jun Qinglan glanced at her, and Jiang Yi's gaze also fell on her.

Jiang Qingyan felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by them, "Why, do you want me to participate?"

Jun Qinglan said lightly: "It doesn't matter."

As long as she doesn't write love poems to Jun Yuexuan in front of everyone, she can go or not.

Jiang Yi glanced at Yang Xianrong, then lowered his head silently.

Seeing his downcast look, Jiang Qingyan immediately felt distressed, "What's wrong with Xiaoyi? Are you unhappy?"

Jiang Yi kept his head down without speaking.

Jiang Qingyan looked around, although the children went to play, but Yang Dahai followed Yang Xianrong, and the aunt and nephew stood together, provocatively raising eyebrows in Jiang Yi's direction.

Jiang Qingyan gritted her teeth, got up and walked over to the registration area.

As soon as she left, Jiang Yi raised his head, calm and composed, how could he look a little downcast?

Jun Qinglan glanced at him and added a little water to his teacup, "You're doing well."

Jiang Yi held the tea in both hands. Although his thin lips were pursed, it was not difficult to see that the corners of his mouth had a slight upward curve.

I remember, you taught me.

The throwing pot was brought by Jun Qinglan for him to play with. He personally demonstrated it to him, held his hand, and taught him how to throw it accurately.

Therefore, whenever he picks it up, he will never miss it!
Mu Chuyao was busy registering and writing her name, but she was still thinking that she had to use clever rhetoric to force Jiang Qingyan to attend the poetry meeting.

But Jiang Qingyan took the initiative to sign up in front of her, so she saved all her rhetoric!
After writing down Jiang Qingyan's name, Mu Chuyao said with a smile, "Yanyan is so talented, she will definitely win the top spot."

Jiang Qingyan nodded, and said without restraint at all: "Well, I like this pair of Phoenix Shuangjue, thank you for your generosity."

"Jiang Qingyan, you are not ashamed at all!" Yang Xianrong sat at the first table next to Mu Chuyao, and after hearing Jiang Qingyan's words, she couldn't help but angrily reprimanded her.

The noble ladies around her couldn't help echoing: "That's right, there are so many of us! Are they all inferior to you?"

"Jiang Qingyan, even if you are used to domineering, you still have to take everyone seriously!"

"This is Miss Mu's territory! I don't believe it!"

"Everyone, don't be upset, Yanyan didn't mean that, but she has always been talented and has a habit of speaking like this. If everyone is dissatisfied, it is all my fault. Don't blame Yanyan!" Mu Chuyao is very considerate She was trying to smooth things over for Jiang Qingyan.

She seemed to regard herself as the one who took the blame, but she filled Jiang Qingyan with hatred.

The eyes of these aristocratic girls can't wait to poke Jiang Qingyan to death.

"Since you know you're wrong, what are you still doing, come up with a question!"

Knowing her reputation, Jiang Qingyan didn't want to waste her words to restore it, so she simply yelled at Mu Chuyao.

She wants tea, but she still doesn't want to read it!
waste time!

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