The arrogant beast-riding goddess

Chapter 62 [Palace Banquet, Hundred Birds Facing Phoenix] (10)

Leng Meiying didn't speak, went straight back to her seat and sat down, Bai Ze and Zhuge Duhan sighed together, and surrounded her to talk.

People with a discerning eye are cursing the queen in their hearts, as expected, like a mother, like a son, Bai Feng is shameless enough, but I didn't expect the queen to be more so, she obviously changed the rules like a child and played a word game , and the result is to act like how generous it is, which is simply disgusting.

However, she is a queen, who would dare to call her shameless in front of the queen?Not only did they not dare to scold, but they also praised her wisdom in unison.

The most painful thing in the world is this. Even though you want to scold your mother, you have to praise her.

The atmosphere in Baixiang Garden was weird, and in this weird atmosphere, a petite beauty stood out from the crowd and stood in front of the queen, a well-behaved Yifu.

"The empress is auspicious, the Zhuqin wishes you good luck like the East China Sea, and your longevity is better than Nanshan. I have heard for a long time that the third lady of the Leng family has unparalleled dance skills, and her melody is the best in the imperial capital. The Zhuqin is not talented. I have learned Xiaodi ventriloquist for a few days. Third Miss, ask for advice!"

The queen's eyes lit up, and her eyes drifted to the calm Leng Meiying and the bewildered eldest lady in the distance, and a sternness flashed across her face.

However, before she could speak, the eldest prince Bai Ze suddenly stood up, pointed at the zither, and asked sharply.

"Zhuqin, what are you doing? Did Miss Leng San offend you? Why did you make things difficult for her?" Bai Ze was concerned, because Zhuqin and him were a fiancée, and he was afraid of some misunderstanding by Leng Meiying. So the voice is not harsh.

Zhu Qin trembled when he yelled, a trace of grievance flashed in her eyes, but she stood there stubbornly and did not move a bit.

"The eldest prince was joking, Zhuqin just admires Miss Lengsan's rhythm, so she just wanted to ask for advice, why not say so! You are so nervous about her, could it be that you have some ulterior secret with her? "

Although the Zhuqin man is petite, he is full of heart in every word, and in one sentence, both Leng Meiying and the eldest prince are pushed to the cusp of the storm!
Just imagine, if the fiancée of the second prince Bai Feng has some ulterior secrets with the eldest prince, then where is the royal family's face?Brother-in-law blind date?Or a disorderly affair?
Bai Ze opened his mouth weakly, but in the end he couldn't say anything, because he had already seen Bai Xin's eyes sweep over him severely.

"Zhuqin, don't talk nonsense and insult the majesty of the royal family. You want to put your father in an unrighteous place!" Although the queen's words were harsh, there was no trace of blame in her eyes, but a lot of admiration.

Bai Ze wanted to say something, but Leng Meiying calmly pressed his shoulder.

Zhuqin confessed to the queen, and then said: "Zhuqin knows that Miss Leng's temperament is unparalleled and cannot be compared with her, so Zhuqin specially invited the imperial rhythm master Van Gogh to play with me. The Empress has awarded the lottery."

The smile in the queen's eyes is getting brighter and brighter. The girl Zhuqin is really reliable in her work. Van Gogh can be said to be the No. He was here, a mere little girl from the Leng family who was tone-deaf, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

Thinking of this, the smile in the queen's eyes became more and more intense, and at this moment, Bai Xin touched her feet quietly, and said softly while drinking tea with her head down: "Don't play too much!"

(End of this chapter)