The poisonous princess is proud of the world: don't mess with the fifth lady

Chapter 273 Sisters Fight 1
Within 10000 characters, Lord Wang muttered softly: "That's what Ling Yitian was counting on back then, and I met him today..."

Mr. Li and Mr. Wang are graduates of the same year from the same hometown, and their relationship is unusual. They immediately signaled each other to silence, and then changed the subject: "...if people from my family are here..."

Mr. Wang glanced at the table and smiled imperceptibly.

Lord Marquis Chen, who is Chen's natal brother and Ling Furong's serious uncle, did not attend the banquet.

The scene froze.

The prince has always followed his sister.

Prince Qi's son has never offended the queen's party.

The dark tide in the imperial court was turbulent, and at this small banquet, it seemed to surface.

The focus of the conflict was Ling Furong.

But she didn't know it herself, she was sitting on the cusp of the storm.

Ling Yitian coughed, ready to come forward to clean up the bad drama.

Suddenly, a burst of piano sounds entered my ears.

The sound of the zither makes people's blood boil when it's high, and it's tender when it's low.

For a while, it was like a torrent falling from the top of the mountain, thrilling;
For a while, it is like a spring warbler wearing a willow, indescribably tender and gentle.

It's wonderful.

The prince's best skills are piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.The sound of the piano immediately attracted him completely!
I was stunned to hear it!
The civil and military officials who were full of seats were also fascinated by it.

It's a pity that the sound of the zither suddenly turned into a rush, and at the end of the last few clicks, it was actually the end.

"Duke Wei, unexpectedly there is such a master in the house!" The prince said with emotion, "Why don't you let Gu listen to such wonderful sounds? Could it be that Duke Wei wants to hide his secrets?"

Ling Yitian was very surprised, and he didn't know about it.

But if he doesn't know, then the matter is serious.The prince came to the Duke's mansion, and there was such an accident!This is a security issue.

It is also very annoying to be impeached by the imperial envoy.

keep mistake.Ling Yitian simply knelt down and said: "Your Highness, this is a little surprise that the veteran prepared for His Highness. I am very fortunate to be able to receive His Highness's love!"

She gave a wink to the maid in the Duke's mansion.That maid has been serving Ling Yitian, so clever, she immediately took someone out, and after a while, brought someone in.

Black Mist stood outside the banquet with arms folded.

He is Ling Yitian's personal guard, but only Ling Yitian knows about this matter.Others just regarded him as an ordinary guard.

The shock in Ling Yitian's eyes did not escape Hei Wu's eyes.

In the eyes of the black mist, a strange light flashed again.

The one who followed the maid into the garden gate was the third lady of the Duke's Mansion!
Ling Furong was also looking back, her face still blank, she didn't understand the situation at all.Also, he didn't realize that this was the third sister he had played with since he was a child!

This is because Ling Fuyi has changed!

It's almost like Cinderella meets a fairy!

From head to toe, look brand new.

It is no longer wearing crude silver hairpins on the top of the head and wearing half-worn dresses.Her hair was tied loosely behind her ears.

The current Ling Fucheng has simple and simple hair, with a jet-black bun on the top of her head, falling backwards, exuding a lazy and relaxed undergrowth demeanor.There is only a phoenix-shaped white jade hairpin inserted in the hair bun, and there is a sense of aura and nobility in the laziness.

The clothes she wears are very simple, even without embellishments.But here are all dignitaries of the imperial capital, covered in gold and silver, and full of jewels and emeralds, that is the attire of a singing and dancing girl invited by the family to perform on stage.Miss at home, how could she be so gaudy and tired?

Ling Fucheng was dressed in light green, but the material was not ordinary, it was fine silk.

(End of this chapter)