The evil king's wife is strictly controlled: the black-bellied killer concubine

Only now did Hua Rongruo know why Hua Rongyi's eyes were red. There was constant fighting between Wang and Li in the mansion, and it was even more so in the court now. The Wang family lost a daughter, but the Wang Taifu was the Taifu who had taught the emperor at the beginning. Not to mention that there are only two concubines in the royal palace, and there is a side concubine in the prince's mansion. The prestige of the royal family cannot be ignored in the court. It can be said that it is equal to the Li family. It's just the emperor's will.

It's just that these fights have no direct relationship with Sheng Yuan, so he said in a deep voice, "Stop talking about these things in the future, don't make trouble for yourself!"

Seeing that Hua Rongruo didn't like to listen, Ming Lan hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to say another word.

The next day, the streets of Wucheng were decorated with lights and festoons in the evening, and it was very lively. Because this year was special, the Ministry of Rites also arranged a lion dance performance for the people to watch, making the whole street much more lively than usual.

Especially the street in front of the Prince's Mansion is even more lively, and the sound of gongs, drums and music can be heard from a distance.

After Hua Rongruo came to the Prince's Mansion in a sedan chair, the gate of the Prince's Mansion was crowded with people, all the young people in the mansion were dressed in red, indescribably festive, and one of them was busy receiving gifts and picking up the guests.

Hua Zhongxun arranged the three daughters to be the guide's girl, and was surrounded by other adults and went to another place.

The little girl was delicate and delicate, she hurriedly stepped forward to salute the three of them, "Zi'er has met the three young ladies!"

Hua Rongyi said coldly: "Well, you can take them there, I am familiar with this place, so I don't need you to wait on me!"

The little girl didn't expect Hua Rongyi to say this, she was a little worried for a while, but seeing Hua Rongyi turned and left, she had no choice but to give up, stepped forward with a smile and greeted Hua Rongxin and Hua Rongruo to go to the hall.

The Prince's Mansion is luxurious and expensive, and the splendor can be seen everywhere. At this moment, when the flowers are in full bloom, there are many rare varieties in the mansion. Most of the young men and women stay in the yard to enjoy the flowers and write poems. After walking for about half a moment, they hear the smile of a woman in front of them. The sound came, and I just looked at the edge of the pond, a group of elegant and beautiful women were admiring the newly sprouted lotus.

The leader is a woman in a red dress. She can't see her face but she knows that she is the current mistress of the Prince's Mansion, the daughter of the Wang family, and the side concubine of the Prince.

Seeing the side concubine, Zi'er immediately stopped in her tracks and said respectfully: "It's still early for the banquet, and the side concubine ordered that the ladies can go to enjoy the flowers first, and the servants will lead the two ladies there?"

Hua Rongxin didn't have a good impression of the Wang family, so naturally she didn't want to go there. If Hua Rongruo didn't like to join the crowd, she was about to refuse, when Li Huihui came from a distance behind her, and when she saw Hua Rongxin's back, she called out, " Rong Xin?"

Hua Rongxin hurriedly turned her head to look, but Hua Rongruo didn't move, and the women on the other side who were admiring the flowers also looked over when they heard the shouts. When it came over, it landed on Hua Rongruo's body and did not move away.

It didn't take long for the other daughters to cast their eyes on Hua Rongruo.

Hua Rongruo, who was wearing a cloud smoked sweater embroidered with elegant orchids and lotus, stood there quietly. Her lower body was a deep purple skirt with ancient patterns and double butterflies in the shape of clouds, holding a misty gauze of Bixialuo peony in her arms, and her face was as charming as the moon. His eyes are cold and noble, and his whole body is indescribably beautiful. Without moving or smiling, he compares the large expanse of gorgeous flowers behind him abruptly.