The beauty raised by Lord Hou is a black lotus

Chapter 34 She Should Be Just Like Them

A young lady holding a lottery tube froze on the spot and asked the person next to her in a low voice, "What should we do? Can we still play?"

The other little ladies whispered to each other:
"I was scared when I saw her, as if I were seeing the Queen...I heard that she was the one who arranged the execution of disobedient concubines and maids in the palace. She is so cruel!"

"Let's have a good time playing games. What is she doing here? Someone who can't be beaten by eight poles, and has no friendship, it's a disappointment!"

"If we behave badly, will she turn around and tell the empress?"

"..."

Luo Ciyu coughed and signaled them to stop talking.

She stood up and greeted He Chenzhu, "I haven't seen Sister He for a long time. Sister He, please come and be okay."

She took He Chenzhu's hand again, and regardless of the other girls' desperate winks, she sincerely invited: "We are going to play Shefu. The loser has to perform a talent on the spot, and the winner can get the lottery. Sister, will you play with us?"

He Chenzhu glanced at the young ladies present.

They wore colorful dresses with bright flowers on their hairpins. Their small faces looked like fresh green apples on branches. They had never experienced life, old age, sickness and death intrigues. Their eyebrows and eyes were pure and lively, completely different from the women in the palace.

she should have...

Also like them.

The daily troubles are that the small kitchen did not make the favorite lotus leaf cake, that the pearl hairpin that is popular in Luojing City could not be bought, and that the master left homework that could not be finished...

Even though he knew that these young ladies did not welcome him, He Chenzhu still said "good" out of nowhere.

Just as He Chenzhu was seated, a gentle voice came from outside, "Sister, I'm late."

The young gentleman who stepped across the threshold was wearing a dark blue Taoist robe. He was tall and tall, his eyebrows were as handsome as the stars and the moon, and he wore a willow hairpin. When he smiled, he was as smooth as a clear spring. He was by no means the most eye-catching one among the crowd. But it's the one that's unforgettable once you take a look at it.

He is Luo Qinghe, the eldest son of Zhenguo Palace, who has only returned to Luojing in the past two days.

He Chenzhu got up to salute, and from the corner of his eye, he noticed a little lady behind Luo Qinghe.

The young lady was born delicate and graceful, with a delicate peach-heart bun, a light pink embroidered skirt, and two silver bracelets on her wrists. She walked like a weak willow supporting the wind, making her very lovable.

Luo Ciyu frowned, "Brother, why did you bring her here?"

She was afraid that He Chenzhu would misunderstand her, so she quickly explained: "Sister He, this is our distant cousin in Guangling. She took care of brother for a while in Guangling. She has never been to Luojing, so she told me Brother, come here to see for yourself."

It is said that she is a distant cousin, but who can know her identity?

Looking at Luo Qinghe's protective posture, the relationship is obviously extraordinary.

The young ladies here are watching with their eyes, nose and nose.

There are also those who are gloating about others' misfortunes, covering their faces with fans and biting the ears of the little sisters around them:

"Fortunately, Shen Zhu is known as a talented girl. She was praised by the empress for her talent in singing at the age of eight, and she has always been compared with us by the elders. Now that I haven't passed the family yet, my son is getting close to a girl from another family." .”

"If you ask me, it's all because she always has a straight face and doesn't look friendly at all. Not to mention that her fiancé doesn't like her, and a girl of the same age like me doesn't like her either."

"..."

The whispers continued.

Listen carefully, every sentence is sarcasm, every word is heartbreaking.

If it were a thin-skinned little lady, she would already be so ashamed and indignant that she would confront Luo Qinghe at this moment.

But He Chen Zhu still sat there without changing his face.

Walking in the palace for many years, I have never seen any conspiracy and tricks. Just a few words of ridicule can't hurt her in the slightest.

All men from aristocratic families will take concubines, and this has been the case for thousands of years. She never had any illusions, thinking that her husband would be an exception.

As long as she is like the empress, not giving her sincerity, not indulging in romantic love, and sitting firmly in the main room, then what does Luo Qinghe have to do with her being close to other young ladies?
She will not be jealous, she will only be glad that he didn't come to disturb her.

As He Chenzhu thought about it, she maintained her dignified and generous posture even more.

But the little lady who claims to be used to cheating in life, old age, sickness and death is only 16 years old at this time. She has never really tasted the pain of love and hate. She only regards marriage as a cooperation between two families. It is very difficult not to be bitter and jealous.

Luo Ciyu likes He Chenzhu, and hopes that He Chenzhu can be her sister-in-law, so he deliberately arranges Luo Qinghe's position next to He Chenzhu.

Luo Qinghe played with the tea cup and exchanged greetings: "The last time I met Miss He was three years ago. At the palace banquet, Miss He was sitting behind the Queen. Although she is young, she is very stable."

"Your Majesty, you are so complimentary." He Chenzhu was calm.

"This is my cousin, Bai Ya." Luo Qinghe introduced, "Xiaoya, this is Miss He, the jewel in the palm of General Pingxi's mansion, the celebrity beside the Empress."

Bai Ya sat obediently next to Luo Qinghe, not daring to look directly at He Chenzhu, and her voice was very thin, "Miss He is well."

He Chenzhu: "Miss Bai is well."

Boya pursed her lips, and summoned up her courage again, and said, "When I came to Luojing two days ago, I often heard the maids of the Zhen Guogong's mansion mention Miss He and praise you for being both talented and beautiful. When I saw you today, you really deserve your reputation. "

There was cautious flattery in her tone.

Seeing her lowering her posture like this, Luo Qinghe couldn't help but clenched her folding fan tightly, and pressed her browbones in displeasure.

He Chenzhu had a full view of his subtle expressions, and lowered her long eyelashes calmly, "Just echoing what others say, it's just an exaggeration."

Boya paused, then tried again: "Miss He, can I call your sister?"

He Chenzhu took a sip of tea unhurriedly, "Please feel free."

Luo Ciyu was anxious and didn't want Boya and He Chenzhu to have more contact, so he quickly told the maid: "Let's start playing the game."

She arranged for her maids to prepare things for shooting, and also sent someone to fetch a drum, and used the drum to pass flowers around to select the person to shoot.

The ladies winked at each other and quietly gave a piece of silver to the maid playing the drum, telling her to deliberately choose He Chenzhu to shoot.

He Chenzhu's heart is so high, if she loses the game, she might be so angry that she would throw her face away and leave. They only hope that she will leave soon, so as not to affect their playfulness.

When the pomegranate flower fell into He Chenzhu's hand, the drum beat really stopped.

A young lady clapped her hands and said, "Please congratulate me, Miss."

Shooting is guessing.

Cover something with a bowl and the guesser needs to guess exactly what it is.

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good night duck

　Thank you Jiushi for rewarding 20000 book coins, it was a waste, a waste of money!Thank you for the reward of Lan Mingyue on the Nine Heavens, meme chirp!

　　
　
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