Donggong Zhangjiao

"You really take yourself for granted. She is just the late emperor's daughter, the emperor's cousin, what kind of princess. I heard that her biological mother is not even a concubine, but now she has come to show off in front of us."

The first person to speak was Zhao Yu, the legitimate daughter of the censor of Youdu of the Inspection Yuan.

She has a melon-seed face, her red and phoenix eyes are very charming and flamboyant, and her figure is slender and tall. She is absolutely beautiful.

When she said this, an oval-faced girl next to her quickly agreed.

"No, when I was reviewing the poems, I said that Sister Zhao's poems were not charming enough. What kind of charm does she know? Sister Zhao's poems and articles are always the best!"

"Hmph, I think she deliberately trampled on my poems to praise herself. Haven't you seen it? She was talking to a few young men just now. She was smiling. She wasn't afraid of people laughing at her because she hates getting married. She didn't have any princess manners at all. .”

Zhao Yu snorted coldly, feeling very unhappy.

At this time, another girl who had been silent spoke softly.

"Okay, okay, this little thing is worthy of your anger, but it's just a ranking. Who doesn't know the talent of you, the talented Zhao girl?"

The girl who spoke at this time was the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Hui'an, named Lin Zaiyue.

As her name suggests, this girl from the Lin family was also born with a face as beautiful as the full moon.

The whole person looked calm, elegant, and knowledgeable.

She persuaded him like this, and Zhao Yu's temper didn't change.

"Sister Lin is always good at saying nice things, but I'm just angry. It's clear that her poems are not as good as mine. Why should she be asked to take first place and I take second place? That's it. She also commented on my poems. !”

"Look at how angry you are, is this even worth it?" Lin Zaiyue stepped forward and took her hand, patting her twice gently, "Haven't you noticed yet, today's banquet is specially for Princess Dun. Duke Hui decided that she is the protagonist, can others overpower her?"

When it came to this, Zhao Yu finally came to his senses and opened his eyes wide.

"Princess Shuhui is not married yet. Shouldn't this poetry club choose a consort for her?"

"I usually say that you are smart, but I can't figure it out today. Only now do I realize that there is really nothing I can do against you."

Lin Zaiyue raised her hand and poked Zhao Yu's forehead, and then whispered again.

"In my opinion, Princess Shuhui may have taken a liking to Young Master Ye. She was talking to several young masters just now, and it seemed that when she was with Young Master Ye, her face was a little blushing. She must have taken a fancy to him. "

"no!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yudeng became anxious.

"How could she like Mr. Ye? I, I have always..."

"Shh!" Lin Zaiyue hurriedly raised her hand to stop her, looked around again, and saw that there was no one else around, then lowered her voice and continued, "You have this intention in your boudoir, how can you express it with your mouth? Isn’t it bad for your good reputation? Why don’t I know your thoughts? It’s just...

"Just what?"

Zhao Yu was anxious and angry, and asked quickly.

Lin Zaiyue sighed, "That's all. You have outstanding appearance, good talents, and a good family background. What kind of good man can't be found? It doesn't have to be Mr. Ye. After all, we are the daughters of ministers. Even if The other party is an unfavored princess, and she is also a princess. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and we cannot win against the princess."

"Why!" Zhao Yu exploded when he heard this. "Just because she is a princess, can she do whatever she wants? There is no such truth in the world!"

"Oh, your mouth is really. Keep your voice down, my little ancestor!"

Lin Zaiyue wanted to cover her mouth.

After pulling so hard, Zhao Yu closed his mouth.

The round-faced girl next to him, who had been listening to the two talking for so long, spoke carefully now. "What if Mr. Ye doesn't like Princess Shuhui?"

When she said this, Lin Zaiyue seemed to be reminded, so she thought about it and nodded.

"Indeed, the Ye family is not an ordinary family, and Princess Shuhui is not favored. The late emperor had a quarrel with our current emperor because of such a sister. The emperor will definitely not offend a meritorious family like the Ye family. As long as Mr. Ye refuses, it is estimated that Even if the princess wants to do it, she can't do it."

When Zhao Yu heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he hurriedly asked.

"Then how can we make Master Ye not like Princess Shuhui?"

"I don't know about that. I think Mr. Ye is a member of the military. He should like women who understand rules and etiquette."

Lin Zaiyue thought for a while and answered this sentence.

Then he said again.

"Okay, don't be angry. I just said hello to the girl from the Yu family. I haven't gone over to talk to her yet, so I'll excuse you now."

After saying that, he patted the back of Zhao Yu's hand again, turned around and left.

Looking at her leaving figure, Zhao Yu's eyes flashed darkly, and the hands hidden under his sleeves slowly tightened, as if he had made some decision.

Not long after, Zhao Yu returned to the banquet and joined the group talking to Princess Shuhui.

Qu Jingruo was also here at this time.

Because of Fang Yun, Princess Shuhui actually talked to her affectionately.

After all, Princess Shuhui knew that Concubine Zhao was favored, and it would be better if Concubine Zhao could say a few more good words in front of her brother about her marriage.

"This hairpin on the princess's head is really beautiful. It's a style I've never seen before in Beijing. Could it be a tribute from somewhere else?"

Zhao Yu interrupted at this moment and praised with a smile.

Princess Shuhui didn't expect that Zhao Yu would praise her. After all, Zhao Yu had clearly shown displeasure with her just now, but now that someone was praising her, she naturally had to respond out of politeness.

"Miss Zhao has a good eye. This is a new batch of jewelry sent from the south this year. There are twelve hairpins in a set. The emperor rewarded me with one."

"No wonder it's so unique." Zhao Yu nodded, looking forward to it again, "I wonder if the princess can let me take a closer look at this hairpin. I'm not afraid of princess jokes. My birthday is coming soon and I want to make a new set of jewelry. , I really like this hairpin of the princess, so I want to see if I can ask a craftsman to make something similar."

Women in the capital have always been like this. Whoever has beautiful clothes and jewelry will be imitated. It is an honor to be the object of imitation, so Zhao Yu's words are not a problem.

Princess Shuhui also generously took off her hairpin and asked her to come forward and look at it.

Zhao Yu seemed very happy to receive permission, but before she even took two steps, her skirt seemed to be caught. She exclaimed, lost her center of gravity, and rushed forward.

At that time, Princess Shuhui was standing in front of her. When she saw her coming towards her, she couldn't avoid her.

Qu Jingruo was close to Princess Shuhui, but she was protective of her, but she might have been a little slower.

There was only a crisp sound of fabric being torn, and Princess Shuhui's clothes were ripped open by Zhao Yu.

Everyone present was stunned.

"Princess, please forgive me. Princess, please forgive me. I didn't do it on purpose. I was so excited that I accidentally tripped and bumped into the princess. Please forgive me, princess!"

Zhao Yu looked at the piece of fabric that was torn off in his hand, his face was horrified, and he hurriedly knelt down to beg for mercy.