The daily life of the great devil's favorite wife

Chapter 33 Zhuang Jiang's Good Reputation
Steward Yang hurriedly stepped into the Rainfall Pavilion, and hurriedly asked the girl following behind to present an invitation to Qingyan.

"Princess, this is an invitation sent by Miss Qingdai from the Prime Minister's Mansion. I invite you and Miss San to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion tomorrow to participate in the poetry appreciation party."

Steward Yang saluted Zhuang Jiang while reporting the report carefully.

Maybe it was because there was too much information in his words, Zhuang Jiang didn't understand it for a while.

What poetry appreciation party?What Miss Qingdai?Who is the third lady who was invited together with her?
"Princess, you forgot again. That Miss Qingdai ranks fifth in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and is the first lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion. She is known as the number one talented woman in Beicang."

Qingyan hurriedly smoothed things over.Their young ladies remember people, and they always rely on their preferences.For example, His Highness the Ninth Prince, the young lady remembers it very clearly.

"Oh, why did the old slave forget, you don't even remember, Princess."

Only then did Steward Yang react, and explained aloud:
"Princess, this poetry appreciation party can be regarded as an important gathering for the princes and ladies of the capital. It has been held in the Xiangfu for three years. The princes and ladies of the aristocratic families are all proud to be invited."

"Oh? That's it."

Zhuang Jiang's mood faded, and he nodded lazily.I don't seem to be too impressed with this poetry appreciation event.

"As for the third miss, she is the daughter of Concubine Gong, Miss Zhuang Ya. In terms of age, she can be regarded as your older sister."

Butler Yang is indeed the old butler of the palace for many years, and he is quite attentive in introducing things.

But when he said this, there was a look of embarrassment between his brows.Faintly, some hesitated to speak.

"If you have anything, just say it."

Zhuang Jiang caressed the jade pendant and said casually.If she hadn't slept well in Mo Linyuan last night, she might be dozing off again now.

"Princess, in the past three years, you did not miss this poetry appreciation meeting. But the children of those aristocratic families are too much, and they don't like you very much. The concubines of the prime minister's mansion even pushed you into the water to see you laughing .”

Steward Yang clenched his hands, a little aggrieved.

Their princess has a kind heart and was often bullied in the past.Every time I go to a poetry appreciation meeting, someone deliberately teases me, which makes everyone laugh.

But Miss Qingdai from the prime minister's mansion didn't know what kind of peace she had.Knowing that their princess is not welcome, they still invite her every year.

In the past, every time the princess received an invitation, she was both sad and happy.What did Miss Qing Dai think of her as a friend, she couldn't help but not go.

"Dare to push our princess into the water?" Qing Yan raised her eyebrows, and her pretty face immediately turned cold.

"Look at me, this girl didn't pluck their skins!"

Cong Nen frivolously played with the jade pendant with her fingertips, and the lazy smile in Zhuang Jiang's eyes suddenly became wanton.

She looked down at Yu Pei, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"It seems that the reputation of the princess in the past is really good. No wonder Mo Linyuan looks down on the princess."

He raised his hand to put the jade pendant on the silk thread, and hung it gently on his slender neck.Zhuang Jiang's voice became a little bit colder.

"It's not uncommon for the princess to appreciate a mere poem. But if you think about it carefully, there is always an occasion to let these people understand. There is a little Hades in this capital, so naturally there can be a little demon girl."

"Princess, are you still going?"

Steward Yang was a little anxious, but he could think about the rumors about their princess and His Royal Highness yesterday.Presumably, with the reputation of His Highness the Ninth Prince protecting them, those people should not dare to act presumptuously.

But Zhuang Jiang's next sentence made him dumbfounded every minute.

"Qingyan, tomorrow, the princess, may I take you to smash the scene?"

Qingyan rolled up her sleeves and clenched her fists.

"Dele!"

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(End of this chapter)