The chief concubine of the foodie king

Chapter 44 You Don't Know How to Cultivate

Following Feng Yibei to the car to the banquet, Yun Yurou naturally understood in her heart that if she went to the banquet, she would definitely meet some people's malicious intentions.The female family members participating this time are all rich and famous ladies, and they definitely cannot escape the competition of poetry, poetry, chess, piano, calligraphy and painting. I can't help but think of so many time-travel novels I read before. For them, they are all small skills, and they can win all the applause in the end.

Nima, can she say that the subject she was most afraid of was Chinese?If her high school Chinese teacher knew in the 21st century that she was going to participate in this kind of literary competition, she guaranteed that he would immediately jump off the fourth floor of the teaching building, and no ghost would admit that she was his student.

Looking at Yun Yurou's gloomy and changing face, Feng Yibei naturally knew what she was thinking, and lightly covered her jade hand with his big hand, and said softly, "Rou'er, don't be afraid, if you really can't do it, just surrender and admit defeat, it's nothing I really care about it!" Anyway, the reputation of the Ninth Prince's Mansion is already in a mess, and he doesn't care about the many talented concubines, so it will save his heart.

I thought he would say some bold words, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a surrender!Yun Yurou squinted at Feng Yibei's big hand covering his jade hand, and said darkly, "Are you taking this opportunity to eat my tofu?"

Hearing her bold and nonchalant words, Qiu'er's face instantly turned red. Although she knew that this young lady was quick to talk, she never imagined that she would be so shameless.

Feng Yibei didn't show much shock, but just smiled faintly, "My lady, your tofu has been stored for three months, if you don't eat it, it will go rancid? What a pity!"

Ah, Qiu'er's mouth is wide open. She thought that the young lady is so skinny and shameless, but unexpectedly, her uncle is even worse than the young lady. She really can't be judged by appearances!
"Damn it, believe it or not, my mother kicked you against the wall, and you couldn't even pick it off!" Yun Yurou said threateningly.

"Whenever you decide not to be Yun Yurou, or when you have Xiao Jiu Wang, it's not too late to call yourself my old lady!" Feng Yibei seemingly carelessly reminded Yun Yurou of another slip of the tongue. If she is a spy, then he just wants to say that the person who sent her is definitely a fool.

"Captain Luo, prepare your tools and go to the wall to pick your lord down!" Yun Yurou just finished speaking to the chief guard, Luo Zheng, when she kicked Feng Yibei, who just got out of the carriage in public fell down.

There was a burst of laughter around.

The banquet was held in the back garden of the palace, Yun Yurou and Feng Yibei sat in their own seats, watching the handsome men and women shuttle back and forth, Yun Yurou felt as if he had entered the heaven and earth.

She and Feng Yibei also felt the gazes of the people around them. At this time, Feng Yibei has become a super-good-for-nothing prince in the eyes of the world. Presumably, no one except Yun Yuruan and Qiu'er, and the head of the guard Luo knows the real one. How vicious Feng Yibei is.

Feng Yibei picked up the hoof on the table and ate it with relish, and asked Yun Yurou to taste it from time to time, "This is carefully made by a top chef, and you can't eat it even in the prince's mansion. Don't you try it?" It would be a pity to taste it!"

Looking at the shiny pig's trotters and Feng Yibei's huge figure, Yun Yurou, who loves beauty by nature, couldn't convince herself to eat the fat-rich hoof.

"Hey, isn't this the Ninth Prince who is famous all over the capital?" A young man who seemed to be talking in a squeezed voice appeared in front of their husband and wife. Yun Yurou raised his face and looked over. A little greasy dude.

"Uh, ah, it's me! I don't know who you are?" Feng Yibei said vaguely while eating a pig's trotter.He also sprayed a lot of oil stains on the other party's gorgeous clothes.Damn, you're pretty good at pretending, Yun Yurou thought to herself.

The young man frowned, jumped aside with disgust on his face, took out the silk scarf and wiped his clothes desperately, Yun Yurou finally thought of a word to describe this man, "sissy!"

Sure enough, he was a fool, the young man snorted softly, "Brother Yibei forgot me so quickly, I'm Shangguan Zixuan!" the man said disdainfully.

"Ah, so it's Brother Zixuan, we haven't seen each other for seven or eight years!" Feng Yibei stood up in surprise, and stretched out a pair of oily hands to hug Shangguan Zixuan. Jump, dodge this hug.

Shangguan Zixuan is the only son of Gaishan King Shangguanhong, and the elder brother of Shangguan Wanqi. He was ordered to station at the border for many years, and he was highly regarded by two emperors successively. He can also be said to be a pivotal figure in the court.

"My lord, be careful with this person. I have inquired about it. The son of Shangguan has been a little bit wrong since the border war a few days ago." Luo Zheng whispered in Feng Yibei's ear, and Yun Yurou knew it from Luo Zheng's mouth movements. There is meaning in his words.

Yun Yurou once again fixed her eyes on Shangguan Zixuan in front of her. She felt that the other person was also looking at her. There was naked greed and obscenity in Shangguan Zixuan's eyes.

When the eyes of the two finally met, Yun Yurou and Shangguan Zixuan felt a sense of deja vu!

Sensing Yun Yurou's suspicious gaze, Shangguan Zixuan had an evil smile on his lips, a pair of peach blossom eyes wandered back and forth on her body, and his left hand carelessly wiped the dark green wrench on his right thumb.

Like a bolt of lightning struck Yun Yurou's brain, the expression and actions of the young man in front of her at this moment reminded her of someone, the once mighty young master of drug lord Wang Jianrong, Yun Yurou shook her head, no It might be his, he should have entered the Hades Palace two years ago, and she sent him on the road with a single shot.

There are too many people in the world who have the same movement habits, not to mention people with a time difference of hundreds of years ago, Yun Yurou comforted herself that she must be superstitious.

After seeing off Shangguan Zixuan, Feng Yibei's eyes were also a little confused. Although the former Shangguan Zixuan was arrogant and conceited, he was definitely not as superficial and wretched as he is now.

Yun Yurou saw a purple-clothed girl in front of her slowly getting off a carriage surrounded by many court ladies. She was a petite woman with beautiful eyes, although she was not like the eldest daughter of Yunfu, Yun Yurou. Yulian's glamorous allure, Shangguan Wanqi's gentleness and elegance, Yan Xilan's charming fragrance, but with an incomparable nobleness and desolation, give Yun Yurou the feeling that she is the combination of sister Lin and Xiaolongnv.

The purple-clothed girl was probably Princess Yan Qingxuan, the birthday star of today's banquet. The purple-clothed girl walked in front of everyone, and when she passed Yun Yurou, Yun Yurou lowered her eyes, thinking that it would be better to avoid causing trouble.

Yan Qingxuan stopped and looked up and down at the woman who was as clear and beautiful as a nine-day fairy. It was hard to imagine that she was the naughty woman who could make the old fox-like father so angry that he couldn't get out of bed for three days.

"Are you the rumored Concubine Yun of the Ninth Palace?" Yan Qingxuan asked Yun Yurou coldly.

(End of this chapter)