Does the lord lack a pendant?

Chapter 198 A Hundred Flowers Bloom
Prince Xuan's Mansion is really busy and lively today.

Fragrant cars and BMWs, fragrant clothes and beautiful shadows, as delicate and beautiful as flowers... All the people who come in and out are high-ranking officials and nobles, daughters of aristocratic families, with elegant manners and decent speech.

At first glance, it is really pleasing to the eye, as harmonious as a fairyland in heaven.

The gathering of the immortals was extremely joyful.

But if you observe carefully, you can see the intrigue, each of them secretly waving their eyes at the knife.

Yue Jianxi got out of the carriage with the second generation of the queen. The second generation of the queen showed the invitation letter, was scrutinized by the concierge for a long time, and asked people to go in and ask the people inside.

Yue Jianxi chuckled, "Damn it, in this face-seeking world, the queen looks a little darker, and she is despised."

After a while, the person who had gone in to inquire came out, bringing a richly dressed woman with her.

"It's the imperial daughter of the Qin Kingdom. I'm sorry, but the concierge is negligent. Please don't take offense."

The second generation of the Queen asked curiously: "Are you Princess Xuan?"

Yue Jianxi snorted coldly in her heart, the fart Princess Xuan is just a loyal wife, and she still treats Princess Xuan as her family?
Oh, no, it's her daughter's home.

"The concubine is loyal and righteous, and my wife is Princess Xuan's younger brother and sister. There are too many distinguished guests today, and Princess Xuan can't leave. Please don't be offended by the princess."

Mrs. Zhongyi Hou glanced at Yue Jianxi, a trace of amazement flashed in her eyes, but her face was a little bit like an enemy: "Excuse me, this is..."

"My righteous sister." The Second Queen replied simply, which was considered polite.

Because she is not the hostess, she doesn't like to talk to her.

Yue Jianxi approached her and said in a low voice: "This lady's daughter is my enemy today, try to tease her."

The Queen's Second Generation: "How?"

Yue Jianxi handed her a small wooden box: "He worked so hard to guide you, you have to thank him for spreading it."

The second queen looked at her with a slight frown, as if she saw a needle protruding from the back of her ass.

Mrs. Zhongyi Hou was very attentive all the way: "The emperor is still used to coming to the capital. There is a cook in my house who is from your country of Qin. If you are not used to eating, I can ask him to make some for you."

The second generation of the Queen shook her head: "The food in Kyoto is not bad."

Madam Zhongyihou brought them into the flower hall, there were already many ladies and noble daughters sitting there, but Yue Jianxi didn't know any of them.

"Come on, sit here with the princess, this is freshly brewed high-quality chrysanthemum tea, it clears away heat and relieves summer heat."

There was a girl from Xiaojia Biyu who was sitting at the place Madam Zhongyi pointed out, but when she saw her coming, she quickly gave up her seat.

The second queen stood still: "Why is there no place for my righteous sister?"

Mrs. Zhongyi Hou looked at the wife beside her: "Mrs. Ning, please make room, this is the future monarch of the Qin Kingdom."

The driven woman gave way with a cold snort.

Yue Jianxi felt that the chair was hot when she sat down, so Mrs. Naning sat in another corner and kept scratching her with the eye knife.

Tsk tsk tsk, this is the struggle between women, you don't have to do anything, someone will hate you.

But she was curious, how could Madam Zhongyi be so considerate to the second generation of Queen?
"Princess, please sit down. I have to help greet the guests. After a while, my daughter Xinrou will come to accompany you. You should teach her a few words."

Yue Jianxi rolled her eyes, and found that the wives in the flower hall were all looking at the second generation of the queen, and they all wanted to make friends.

Is it possible that the second generation of the Queen is the key figure in this flower feast?

(End of this chapter)