pungent peasant girl

Chapter 458

Well fed on the road.

Meng Qianyan was also tired, stretched his waist and arms, and wanted to go back.

Luo Ziyan would never refuse Meng Qianyan's request, so he took her back to the Fourth Prince's Mansion.

Facing the Fourth Prince's Mansion, it is still a little strange.

Meng Qianyan looked at this strange and fresh everything, and felt a little more homesick in his heart.

Thinking to himself, no wonder Li Taibai always said that he raised his head to look at the bright moon and lowered his head to think of his hometown.

Wherever she looks now, she doesn't feel that the consort's mansion in the capital is more friendly.

Although Luo Ziyan was recognized by the emperor, all civil and military officials already knew of his existence.

But Luo Ziyan never got the order to go to court every day.

It seems that the emperor doesn't intend to let him get in touch with the government. I don't know if it's because he doesn't like it, or because he doesn't trust him enough.

Therefore, Luo Ziyan could only wait at home.

Sometimes when it was late, Mu would come over to sit down and tell him all the new things that happened in the capital.

Luo Ziyan also sent Qin Wu and Qiying to set up eyeliners everywhere in the capital.

In this way, slowly, day by day passed.

Looking at it, it will soon be the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

At that time, relatives of all officials and concubines in the harem will participate, and Meng Qianyan naturally takes it to heart.

Dahe's rank of superiority and inferiority is more clear and strict. In order to prevent himself from not knowing the rules at that time, he even specially asked Mu to introduce the female master who taught her the rules.

The lady's name is Leng Furong.

I live in a Furong building in the capital.

In the Furong Building, the beautiful girl with stunning charm is receiving some master's teachings here.

And Leng Furong is the owner of this Furong Building.

Leng Furong is already in her forties.

But despite her age, she is still elegant.Her every move, every frown and smile seems to have been practiced, and she is decent and amazing.

No wonder, Mu actually said good things several times before Leng Furong agreed to teach her personally.

Looking at the tall and elegant woman sitting opposite him, Meng Qianyan thought secretly.

"Come on, Princess Concubine, you have to straighten up." Leng Furong said.

Meng Qianyan came back to his senses, "Huh? I'm already very upright."

"No, princess, your neck is bent forward. It doesn't look good. Put your neck back a little bit."

"Oh, is that so?"

Meng Qianyan followed her instructions, although he was very uncomfortable.

"Yes, that's it. Then put your hands in front of your belly, and hold them lightly. Also, smile a little, don't smile too much, and keep your eyes soft and sincere."

Cold Hibiscus has extremely strict requirements.

This is the second time for Meng Qianyan to come here, and he complains again and again in his heart.

But thinking, as the fourth prince's concubine, she must not lose the face of the fourth prince's residence, so she endured it hard.

In this way, hour after hour, hour after hour.

After three full hours of practice, Leng Furong came back, "Okay, Princess, we've finished practicing here today, if you do it again tomorrow, it should be much better."

"Whoosh-"

Meng Qianyan took a deep breath, "Okay, master, the students understand."

Leng Furong nodded, "The woman also withdrew."

"Hey--"

Meng Qianyan wanted to say something more, but Leng Furong didn't stop, turned around and walked out.

Meng Qianyan couldn't help muttering, "Leng Furong, it's really Leng Furong, although her smile is like a flower, elegant and generous, but her heart is cold."

"Prince and Concubine, are you going back? It's getting late, and it will be dark in another hour." Outside, the voice of his own coachman sounded.

Meng Qianyan agreed, "Okay, I will come."

Putting on a big cloak, Meng Qianyan also left Furong Tower.

She came out from the back door of Furong Building, where the carriage was already parked.

It was a simple little carriage.

Because she doesn't want to publicize her actions.

"Are you seated firmly? Princess?" the coachman asked outside.

"Stable, let's go back."

The whip was raised, and the horse started to trot, and drove out of the path and onto the main road.

It is about half an hour's journey from here to the Fourth Prince's Mansion, which is still relatively far.

Meng Qianyan practiced for so long, but his waist and legs were not strong, so he leaned on the carriage, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly there was a bang, and the carriage seemed to hit something.

Meng Qianyan was staggered by the bumps, almost lying on the carriage.

She got up helplessly and sat up straight, "Coachman, what's going on?"

"Which family's dog slave is this, don't you have eyes when you drive a carriage? How dare you bump into my lady's carriage! Get out of here!"

The coachman did not speak, but a violent male voice rang out first.

Meng Qianyan opened the curtain in surprise.

I saw an extremely spacious and luxurious carriage parked on the opposite side of my carriage, and the two carriages collided with each other, and the wheels of my carriage were squeezed into the wheels of the carriage.

Now, it's stuck there.

The coachman on the opposite side cursed, followed by some guards on horseback.

The common people who were blocked in the front and rear all looked over curiously.

The driver of the Prince's Mansion was obviously frightened, his face turned pale.

He didn't move in the opposite room, and then shouted: "Don't get down!"

The coachman shook his body and was about to go down.

But at the same time, the driver's skirt was pulled by Meng Qianyan.

"You really bumped into them?" Meng Qianyan asked softly.

The coachman shook his head violently, "No, it wasn't the servant who hit us. The servant drove the carriage well. It was the carriage that hit us. The servant kept dodging, and ended up—"

"Okay, I see." Meng Qianyan interrupted the driver.

It seems that trouble is coming so soon!

Meng Qianyan opened the curtain of the car, exposed her head, and sat upright, looking at the other party calmly, this is the posture Master Leng taught her these days.

The person opposite saw her coming out, and was taken aback for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Qianyan also spoke, "What do you mean get off?"

The coachman on the opposite side heard the sound and said angrily: "Your dog slave hit my lady's carriage! Of course you have to get down and make amends!"

"Heh——" Meng Qianyan let out a faint smile, "First, this is our coachman, he is not a dog slave. Second, our coachman can only walk, not roll, if you want to roll , you can roll yourself. Third, what evidence do you have to prove that my coachman hit you? Not your carriage hit us?"

Meng Qianyan's voice was not very loud, maintaining the proper manners taught by Leng Furong.

This caused the other party to be taken aback, and the other party obviously did not expect her to react like this.

In the big carriage opposite, there was a low voice.

Then, the coachman came back to his senses and shouted angrily: "It was you who bumped into our carriage, and our guards could see it clearly!"

(End of this chapter)