Conceited Princess Hard To Please

Luo Ying, in classical Chinese, was not angry, but cried more bitterly: "sister Jingyun, it's all my fault. These lotus flowers have been blooming well some days ago."

"Su Yun's sneer." Having said that, he turned and left without hesitation.

"Wait a minute." Luo Ying called Su Jingyun, but Su Jingyun did not stop from the beginning to the end, but attracted the eyes of many people around him.

Her fist can't help pinching, ruthlessly stare at Su Jingyun's back, gritting teeth rushed up.

"You want to die." Su Jingyun was severely hit, the body back, for a long time just reluctantly stopped.

When looking at Luo Ying again, her face is full of tears, and she looks like a shy person who has done something wrong: "I'm sorry, sister Jingyun, I was just too anxious to bump into you. Are you ok?"

Said to wipe a tear, anxious to look at Su Jingyun, see that she is not a big problem, just deeply relieved.

"There are many people around. You'd better not touch me. The consequences are not what you can bear." Luo Ying lowered her voice and said to Su Jingyun.

The latter, however, had no scruples and pushed her away directly. She said angrily, "I am an open and forthright person. All the ladies and ladies have seen me. Those who come to the party today are the eldest daughters of the family. I believe that people like her are not new to you, aren't you?"

Su Jingyun's words, a lot of officials Miss think of something, gnashing their teeth staring at her, after all, girls, have a certain ability to identify bitches.

"This is the time to present a birthday gift to my father. Sister Luo Ying has lived in shangshufu for such a long time. I should not forget this event."

Luo Ying's face was white for a while, and the eyes of the people around her made her ashamed. However, she did not allow herself to do so and immediately raised her chest.

Look at Su Jingyun directly: "Jing Yun sister thought, how can I forget?"

"I hope dad likes it all the time." Su Jingyun smiles deeply.

This kind of smile makes Luo Ying's teeth itch.

The front hall is really lively. All the ladies have prepared birthday gifts. The maids are busy taking them. Su Zhengcang and Mrs. Su are sitting in the main hall. Seeing Su Jingyun coming, he says, "Jingyun, I haven't seen you ladies yet."

Su Jingyun smile, one by one to the side of the ladies to see the gift, then with a smile: "today's father's birthday, the woman prepared a gift for Dad."

Miao Miao and Su Jingyun looked at each other, and then took a painting and calligraphy to Su Zhengcang: "I heard that my father loves Wang Fuyu's calligraphy and painting most. I've come here specially. I hope my father can love it."

"My God, it's Wang Fuyu's calligraphy and painting. When the fire broke out, all his works were burned down. The only two calligraphy and paintings were in the hands of the emperor and the king Li. How did this Miss Su family get these two calligraphy and paintings in hand?"

Although Wang Fuyu has been dead for hundreds of years, his calligraphy and painting are still among the best. The less things are, the more rare they are.

This is the truth.

I don't know who spread the rumor in it, but someone finally stood up and said, "Miss Su, I heard that your calligraphy and painting are fake. I don't know if we can have a look at it."

Hum, I've been convinced that the calligraphy and painting are fake.

Who can get such precious things from the emperor and King Li.

This words, the scene more and more boiling up, Su Jingyun glance at a glance, finally saw Luo Ying, toward her smile.

This smile looks very ordinary, but in Luo Ying's eyes, it is really terrible. Subconsciously, she hugs her body. Does Su Jingyun know that she did it?

No, it's impossible. She's just aiming at herself. She's so far away from her. How could she know that the rumor came from her.

"It's not a good idea to have a look, but if it's bad..." Su Jingyun's words behind did not say, but people have understood.

They all know how important the calligraphy and painting are. Even if they have identified it as a forgery, Su Jingyun is so leisurely and does not have the slightest nervousness, which inevitably makes them suspect.

Is this true? Just think about it, but it's impossible.

Until then, a cold voice appeared: "this calligraphy and painting will be given to the Lord Shangshu in the name of Su Jingyun. Why not?"

Xuanyuanxuan came out, just a word was enough to frighten people. His eyes were very cold. Many people carefully looked at his mood, but there was no fluctuation.

The more calm it was, the more the storm came. Su Jingyun gave him a look and said in a low voice, "I can completely solve this matter. How can you..."

"Shh, I can't see them putting you in trouble." Xuanyuan's long fingers pressed against her lips.

"To see King Li." Su Zhengcang was also about to salute, xuanyuanxuan waved his hand: "your birthday today, it will be exempted."

The crowd then responded, a burst of panic, and quickly saluted.

"You see, you scared them." Su Jingyun has no good airway.

"They bully you. It's light." Xuanyuan road.

Su Jingyun rubbed his head and did not pay attention to Xuanyuan. Instead, he looked at Su Zhengcang and said seriously, "Dad, my daughter has learned a piano specially."Su Zhengcang was obviously very happy. When he heard Su Jingyun say this, he immediately said, "today I'll see how many tricks you have to make me happy."

Su Jingyun smiles and doesn't speak. Miao Miao has already taken the piano. She has been practicing her piano skills these days.

Xuanyuanxuan, naturally her audience, even went to ye Xitan to discuss her skills.

Su Jingyun stroked the piano, then closed his eyes and played with his own feeling. The tune she plays is light, graceful but exciting.

At this moment, people seem to forget their troubles and calm down to listen. The happiest things in the bottom of my heart all flow into my mind.

Even some people shed tears of joy, until the end of the song, people slowly come back, just listening to a piano.

After the intense applause, Su Jingyun modestly said: "on the piano, naturally is ye Xitan girl's most beautiful, even I am her student."

Everyone laughed, and Mrs. Yujing stood up and said, "Miss Su, don't be modest. We have heard all the music of your piano. We really won't lose ye Xitan."

Mrs. Yujing obviously cried and her eyes were red.

After a long time, all the talents calmed down. Su Jingyun took a look at Xuanyuan and said to Su Zhengcang: "if it's OK, my daughter will leave first."

"Young people should communicate properly, but Jingyun, you can't offend Li Wang." Although Su Zhengcang said so, he could not help but show a touch of worry in his eyes.

"Dad, my daughter knows." Su Jingyun said, embarrassed to look at the public: "first step back, willing to understand."